Listening to Yuxuan, Lin Biwen pulled Zhao's hands and shook them from side to side, and said coquettishly: "Mother, didn't my brother give you a pearl the size of a dragon eye when he came back, and my mother will give me two to make a pair of pearl hairpins." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLast time I went to Fang's house, I saw that Ruru also had a pair, mother, I want it too, you can make me a pair. ”

Zhao's head hurt from her shaking, he pulled out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, nodded his hand and said: "Go and pick two good ones to make a pair of hairpins for the second lady, and make sure that the hairpins made are better than the one of the girls from the Fang family." ”

"Yes, ma'am." The waiter answered.

Zhao's fingertips tapped Lin Biwen's forehead, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Now you are satisfied, don't make trouble with me, go back and practice the piano well, I have asked Wu Niang, have you not studied hard in recent days?" ”

Lin Biwen leaned into her arms, rubbed her head against her shoulder, and pouted: "Mother, I'll relax these days, Wu Niang is so strict, if I am tense all the time, what should I do if I am stupid to learn the piano, where can my mother find my such a clever and well-behaved daughter!" ”

"You!" Zhao touched her head and sighed amusedly.

Lin Biwen suddenly fell ill a year ago and lay in bed for a few days, but Zhao's heart was so distressed. She is such a precious daughter, nothing can happen to her, even if Lin Biwen doesn't know anything, with her protection, she won't be bullied, because she is more and more fond of Lin Biwen, and even her request to send Mama Yu away has agreed, and now only Zou Wuniang is left to teach some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Lin Biwen twisted her body, picked up a piece of persimmon cake from the table and handed it to Zhao's mouth, and said, "Mother, didn't the village send a lot of persimmons, this is the persimmon cake I specially asked Jade to make, Niang quickly taste whether it is delicious." ”

Zhao took a bite of her hand and said, "Well, that's good." ”

While eating, the waiter hurriedly lifted the curtain and came in, and said in a scorched voice: "Madam, the little maid from Linjiangxuan came to report that the young master was injured outside and had just been sent back." ”

Zhao wiped the pastry crumbs on his hands with a handkerchief, took a sip of tea, and then said: "Hurry up and ask someone to ask for a doctor, and all the courtyards will also notify you, and tell the housekeeper to go to the incense shop to ask the master to come back." ”

After Zhao got up, he said to Lin Biwen, who was still eating pastries: "The old lady will definitely go over later, she loves your brother the most, you should pay attention." ”

Lin Biwen ate the pastry in a few bites, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my brother is injured, I'm also worried, let's go." ”

Zhao Shi nodded, and hurried to Linjiangxuan with her.

When they arrived, they saw Bai Yi waiting outside, with a few blood stains on his clothes, and his face was solemn. The two sides saw the ceremony, Zhao frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth and said: "Thank you Bai Gongzi for sending Changru back, Bai Gongzi's clothes are dirty, I will ask the maid to take you to change clothes." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Yun Xian's injury is nothing." Bai Yi glanced at the inner room, with a guilty expression on his face, and said apologetically, "Changru was injured to save me, and I want to wait here for him to wake up." ”

Zhao Shi said in a timely tone of concern: "I don't know how Changru is, I'll go first to take a look, Bai Gongzi please take care of yourself." With that, she hurried in.

Lin Biwen hadn't seen Bai Yi for more than two years, and she had almost put it down, and when she saw each other at first glance, the slightly dirty clothes did not damage his luxurious temperament at all, and her already handsome face became even more extraordinary.

The maids in Linjiangxuan were worried about Lin Changru's safety, not to mention the pastries for hospitality in front of Bai Yi, she didn't even have a cup of tea, she invited the little maid who was standing on the side in panic, and glared at her angrily with Bai Yi behind her back, and scolded in a low voice: "I don't have the eyesight to see, and I don't make a cup of tea for Bai Gongzi." ”

The maid went resignedly, and after a while, she served a cup of tea, Lin Biwen snatched the tea from her hand, waved the other party away, twisted her thin waist, put the tea on the table next to Bai Yi, showed a soft smile, and said softly: "Brother Ji has his own natural appearance, Bai Gongzi doesn't have to worry so much." Fang Cai's voice was a little astringent when he heard his son's speech, so he quickly drank a cup of fragrant tea to moisten his throat. ”

Hearing her words, people who don't know still think that the person inside is Bai Yi's brother.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Bai Yi's eyes, and then he shook his head gloomily and said, "Changru is not out of danger yet, I can't drink it." Changru is Miss Lin's elder brother, and Miss Lin doesn't go in to take a look, isn't she worried at all? ”

"Look at what Childe said, my brother is injured, I am naturally worried." Lin Biwen smiled wryly, "I'll go in and have a look." ”

Lin Biwen entered the back room and saw Lin Bining guarding Lin Changru's bedside, wiping his face with a handkerchief, his eyes were red, and his eyes were still shining with tears. As for Lin Changru, she only saw the upper half of her miserable white face, she leaned over to the Zhao family who was sitting on the side, and asked softly, "Mother, is he seriously injured?" ”

Zhao nodded, and said to the waiter with a calm face: "Go and see, where has this doctor been invited, he hasn't come after all these times!" ”

The waiter was about to leave, and the maid outside shouted "The doctor is here". After the doctor came in, Lin Bining hurriedly got up and made way of the head of the bed, and said anxiously: "Doctor, let's see how he is?" ”

When the doctor was checking the pulse, Cuiyue helped Mrs. Ning to come.

The old lady hurriedly came in, and saw Lin Changru's eyes closed, lying motionless on the bed, tears flowed out at once, patting his thigh and crying: "My good grandson, what's wrong with you!" Don't scare me! ”

Zhao's eyes were red, and he comforted Mrs. Ning and said, "Old lady, don't worry, the doctor is still looking at the pulse, and Changru will be fine." ”

Cuiyue was also persuaded by the side, and finally persuaded the old lady to sit on the chair.

The doctor had been taking his pulse for so long, and he hadn't diagnosed any symptoms, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and the old lady Ning was flustered for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Doctor, what disease does my grandson have?" ”

The maid who went to Changrong Hall only said that Lin Changru was sick, but did not say that he was injured, so Mrs. Ning thought that he was sick.

The doctor sighed and said, "The wound on Young Master Lin's arm has black blood and his lips are also purple, which is a sign of poisoning. This poison is very rare, and the old man is ashamed and cannot recognize what kind of poison it is. ”

When Mrs. Ning heard this, she rushed over and held Lin Changru's hand, crying, "My poor child! Who is so ruthless to poison you! ”

A gleam flashed in Zhao's eyes, and he said in a sad tone: "Doctor, if you think about it, you should come up with a way to treat it!" ”

The doctor said in embarrassment: "Madam, it's not that I don't want to treat it, it's that I don't understand this poison and can't cure it." I heard that Imperial Doctor Fan of Tai Hospital is a holy hand of detoxification, if you can invite him, there will definitely be a way to save the young master. ”

If it was before, the Lin family might have asked for a doctor, but since the master's friend Wen De left Shangdu a year ago, the Lin family has never known such a person.

Zhao waved his hand and asked Shi Qi to send the doctor away, so he could only go to another medical hall to ask for other doctors.