After entering the house, in order to avoid Fu Zhao from pulling the wound again, Dong Wenye took the initiative to serve him in a wide coat, his outer shirt and underwear were stained red, and the muslin cloth near the wound was already soaked with blood, Dong Wenye felt that he was back in a hurry when he changed the dressing for Fu Zhao for the first time, although the skin and flesh were all grown on Fu Zhao's body, Dong Wenye looked at the muslin sticking to the wound, and could still imagine how painful Fu Zhao would be when he tore it off. Thinking of this, Dong Wenye shuddered first.

Dong Wenye's eyes swept back and forth in the room, and he really couldn't find anything to his liking, remembering the kick that Fu Zhao kicked him at that time, and the strong man stretched out his wrist towards him like a broken wrist, "If it hurts for a while, just ...... Bite it! After a while, he added in a low voice, "Don't... The bite is too heavy. ”

Fu Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Dong Wenye's trembling hand, and gently pushed it away, "Just change it, don't talk so much nonsense." "If he delays any longer, he will probably die again.

Fu Zhao once thought that he was not afraid of death, and every soldier who went to the battlefield for the country and his family should be like him, waiting for the violent corpse wilderness or the horse leather shroud. But he really died once, 'with his own eyes' his mother fainted several times, 'with his own eyes' Ah Sheng lying with his corpse, and 'listened' when she buried her head in his shoulder and whimpered, Fu Zhao still seemed to be able to feel the pain in his chest, obviously it had already stopped beating. Fu Zhao thought that even if he really deserved to die, he shouldn't have died at this time.

Hearing this, Dong Wenye took off the burden tied diagonally on his body, took out a bunch of bottles and cans, as well as replacement muslin, and then he paused slightly, slowly turned his head, and asked embarrassedly, "How did Dr. Zhang explain?" Is this long vial or short vial used to stop bleeding for wound breaking, is it this and this? Which bottle to sprinkle first? ”

Whether in his previous life or in this life, Dong Wenye seems to be the one who is taken care of, Fu Zhao sighed. How could he have been saved back then?

Under Fu Zhao's guidance, Dong Wenye helped him change the medicine, and after that, Fu Zhao lay on his side on the bed, physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to rest. The exhaustion of the days made him get out of bed, as if he couldn't get up again.

Dong Wenye couldn't hold back a little, "That little girl, how did you meet, and when did you meet?" Do you have any thoughts on her? In Dong Wenye's opinion, if Fu Zhao wants to marry a wife, it is better to marry his family Yuejiao than to marry that strange little girl. Anyway, the two of them are comparable in appearance and about the same age, and marrying anyone will not delay the inheritance.

Because you know someone, you should have known each other three years later, as for the idea, he does have it, but Ah Sheng probably won't have it. Some people who dislike Dong Wenye's pot don't open it, Fu Zhao pursed his lips and frowned and closed his eyes, and said impatiently, "I want to rest for a while, if you really can't be idle, go out and buy something......"

"Leaving you alone at the inn? Not good. ”

Fu Zhaofu opened his eyes again, "I'm just injured, and it's okay to protect myself, but you...... Be calm, come back early when you're done, and don't get into trouble. ”

seemed to guess that Dong Wenye would definitely refute, Fu Zhao just waved his hand, "Go early and return early." ”

Dong Wenye walked to the door, scratched his head, and turned back, "Fu Zhao! Just now you said that you want to bring something back, otherwise you repeat it again, and I will remember it again? ”

Fu Zhao's answer was to pull up the futon and cover his face.

Hearing the sound of the door panel closing, Fu Zhao pulled down the futon and let out a long breath. He originally planned to follow Ah Sheng and them first, and then find an opportunity to make friends with Murong Haoxin on the way. He thought that Ah Sheng was still young now, he didn't need to worry, as long as he got to know her first, close to the water, and the future would be long, as long as he waited for the day when the water came to fruition.

But now Liang Jingsheng is not the little girl he thought, she remembers everything and knows everything, he really doesn't know how to approach her. is really to get close, but I am afraid that I can't use his true identity and true appearance. But if he changed his identity and face, and when the East Window incident happened, Ah Sheng found out that he lied to her again, wouldn't he be even more passive. Fu Zhao slammed the edge of the bed hard, because he didn't have any clue.

On the other side, after Liang Jingsheng got into the carriage, he always looked stupid. Although she had been telling herself that Fu Zhao's matter had nothing to do with her, and that should be something that Mrs. Fu would worry about in the future, the fact was that the tip of her nose still lingered with the smell of blood from Fu Zhao's body, and what kept replaying in her mind was his difficult back. Liang Jingsheng shook his head fiercely and began to recite the Heart Sutra silently, just asking for peace of mind.

"Girl, are you alright?" After the four maids quietly discussed, Mo Zhu opened his mouth.

"It's fine, it's just ...... I think I am too unfilial, my mother has passed away for many years, but I have never returned to Yunzhou to visit my grandfather and grandmother, not only did they not go back, but I didn't even write a letter. At first, it was just to hide the real reason for her silence to Mozhu and them, but as she spoke, Liang Jingsheng was sad, because every word she said was the truth, and in her last life, she did fail many people, and the vast majority of them were her closest relatives. In this life, it was probably the Bodhisattva who asked her to come back to pay off her debts, right? After paying it back, can God allow her...... What about happiness?

"Girl, don't cry, the old lady won't blame you, otherwise they wouldn't have asked the eldest cousin to pick you up in person because of one of your letters."

"Yes, yes, if you really feel sorry for them, girl, when you go back to Yunzhou in the future, it would be good to be more filial to them!"

Mo Zhu and Mo Lan took turns to persuade, while Mo Ju and Mo Yu handed one water and the other handkerchief.

Liang Jingsheng quickly calmed down, and she couldn't change what had happened. As for the future...... Indeed, as Mo Lan said, she can spend more time with them, and do her filial piety for her mother and herself back then.

Since discovering Liang Jingsheng's good skills, Murong Haoxin has never thought about treating himself badly for three meals a day. The ingredients and cooking places are cleaned up and solved by Chuanbei and Mozhu, and Liang Jingsheng is responsible for cooking, and they are responsible for tasting. Because of the good food, even if he didn't sleep well, Murong Haoxin was still mellow when he arrived in Yunzhou. When the porter of Murong Mansion heard the knock and opened the door, if he hadn't seen Chuan Bei standing next to Murong Haoxin, he would almost have thought that the eldest master suddenly had another son.

Stepping on the land of Yunzhou again, Liang Jingsheng has mixed feelings, this is where her mother was born, where her dearest relatives live, and once, she also met someone she thought she could entrust for life.