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Song Zhenru's home is not in Yangzhou City, but is located in a small village in the northwest of the city.

It stands to reason that Yangzhou has been an extremely wealthy place since the previous dynasty, and with the convenience of the canal, most of the materials in the Jianghuai region want to be transported out, and most of them are turned around from here.

But Songjia Village because of its remote location, the overall architectural style is more simple, at a glance, cascading and scattered, the Daiwa powder wall occasionally sees mountains and rocks and green bamboos, more natural loveliness.

Liao Wanyu sat in the car and looked around, only to see Qiu Baitao, who was more than a dozen steps away, smoking anxiously.

At this time, there was the sound of horses' hooves clattering in the distance, and from Liao Wanyu's point of view, she didn't see the situation for the time being, until the carriage stopped nearby, and Zhang Dingyun jumped down first, she reacted, pushed the car door and ran down.

"Master!"

Zhang Dingyun knew that Liao Wanyu was there, so he took a quick look, and saw that she was not injured, so he turned to help Tang Tingou get out of the carriage.

The town's pavement is narrow and uneven, so the locals still maintain both walking and horse-drawn carriages.

Tang Tingou and Zhang Dingyun took the water route upstream of the Yangtze River, and could only hire horse-drawn carriages after getting off the boat at Yangzhou Wharf.

When Qiu Baitao saw Tang Tingou coming, he didn't take the initiative to speak, but just stared at him with a complicated expression.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for many years, and their impression of each other was still in their prime. After many years, when I see each other again and again, I can't help but feel that time is ruthless.

But this emotion was only for a moment for Qiu Baitao, after all, the person he was thinking about in his heart had not yet been seen, "Where is she?" ”

Tang Tingou's body was weak after his illness, he was bumped all the way by the carriage, and his whole person was groggy, and he sighed softly when he heard Qiu Baitao's words, "Let's go, I'll take you to see her." ”

Persimmon Lin is in the mountain behind the Song Mansion, Zhang Dingyun was afraid that Tang Tingou would be tired, and the two subordinates who originally planned to call Qiu Baitao lie down with the master, but Tang Tingou refused.

Because it only rained yesterday, although it is sunny today, the trees in the back mountain are luxuriant, and the stone platform is still damp.

Tang Tingou seems to be in good spirits at first glance, but she knows in her heart that it is just a medicinal effect.

The group walked for a long time, until the road forked, and Tang Tingou led the group up to the muddy path overgrown with wild grass, and then walked for less than twenty minutes, and the road also came to an end.

Qiu Baitao saw that the ancestral hall road was impassable, as if he had lost his patience, he walked from behind Liao Wanyu, bumped her and turned to Tang Tingou, "What about people?" Didn't you say she was here? He touched the holster with one hand, and he had the meaning that Tang Tingou would collapse if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer.

Tang Ting'ou looked out over Qiu Baitao's left shoulder, and finally landed on an inconspicuous hillock, which was covered with weeds, and it was green and eye-catching.

Qiu Baitao seemed to understand, turned around and looked at Tang Tingou's line of sight, and then the whole person rushed over like crazy.

Liao Wanyu looked at Qiu Baitao's gaffe, it was hard to imagine what happened to the three of them many years ago, she looked at Tang Tingou, who had been helped by her senior brother to sit on a big stone nearby to rest, and always felt that Master's face was becoming more and more ugly.

"Senior brother." She beckoned to Zhang Dingyun and whispered.

Zhang Dingyun, who was just four or five steps away from her, lowered his head after hearing the voice and asked Tang Tingou Ke what he was uncomfortable with, and got a negative answer, and then walked to Liao Wanyu's side.

"How are you doing these two days?" He didn't know anything about the affairs between Qiu, Tang, and Song, but before leaving, Tang Tingou had said that Qiu Baitao would not hurt Liao Wanyu, and he still believed Master's words.

Liao Wanyu nodded, and saw that Qiu Baitao was not far away and commanding several soldiers who followed him to open the tomb, so she lowered her voice and said, "How is Master's health?" ”

Zhang Dingyun hesitated, "The medicine has not stopped, but ......"

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "coo" sound behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that Tang Tingou fell from the stone he was sitting on, and fell to the side of the weeds and artemisia without moving.

This sound was very loud, Qiu Baitao stopped and looked back, and saw Tang Tingou lying crooked in the grass and didn't care about the sealed soil that was about to be dug up, and shouted "Hurry up" in his mouth, so he commanded people to carry Tang Tingou.

They reasoned with friends over the years, Tang Tingou really had a good one, and he couldn't get by.

There was only one slightly larger pharmacy in the village, and the doctor in his sixties was prescribing medicine to a middle-aged woman with a headache, when he suddenly saw a group of people coming in from the shop.

"Doctor, doctor, show me what's wrong with this man!" Qiu Baitao held the gun in his hand, and the frightened doctor left the patient he was seeing, and hurriedly knocked Tang Tingou.

The old doctor carefully cut Tang Ting's pulse, stared at the muzzle of the gun for a few seconds, and said hesitantly, "This disease is weird, I can......'t see the old man."

Qiu Baitao opened his mouth to scold when he heard this, and the gun in his hand poked at the old doctor's head again and again, Zhang Dingyun really couldn't look past it, so he reached out and held the muzzle.

"Master has been sick for a while, don't blame this doctor."

Qiu Baitao was able to let people go when he heard this, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang Dingyun briefly talked about the master's condition, and after listening to it, Qiu Baitao was silent for a long time, and said leisurely, "Let's go, go back to the city first." ”

On the way back, Qiu Baitao drove his soldiers to the carriage and asked Zhang Dingyun to accompany Tang Tingou to make a car, and he and Liao Wanyu still made a car.

Liao Wanyu looked at Qiu Baitao, who was extremely depressed by non-stop smoking, hesitated, and asked, "What happened to you and your master?" ”

Qiu Baitao may also need an exit, after all, after so many years, he has been ups and downs, and there is no one around him who can talk to him.

Liao Wanyu sat in the co-pilot's seat and twisted her head to listen, and she couldn't help but sigh after listening.

Like Qiu Baitao, she didn't know what Song Zhenru had gone through, so she had no way of knowing why she suddenly asked Tang Tingou to help her hide her traces before she was ready to marry Qiu Baitao, and chose to disappear completely.

The only person who can say clearly now is probably Tang Tingou, but according to the current situation, Tang Tingou is really unlucky.

Liao Wanyu sat in her position and shed tears silently, occasionally wiping her snot with a handkerchief, until she entered Yangzhou City and arrived at the gate of the hospital, she finally eased up.

This time, Qiu Baitao didn't look like a bandit, but just stared at the doctors with an unkind face for a few times, and then Tang Tingou was pushed into the emergency room, and everyone else stayed outside to wait for news.

The more anxious she was, the slower time seemed to pass, and Liao Wanyu didn't know how many times she turned around in the hospital corridor before the white-painted wooden door was pushed open.

"Who is the patient's family?" With glasses, he took off his mask and swept his gaze.

Liao Wanyu and Zhang Dingyun responded almost at the same time, and the doctor asked about the relationship, and finally learned that the patient had no other relatives around, so he had to ask both of them to go to the office with him.

The situation is similar to what Liao Wanyu thought, after all, Master's illness has been seen by many famous doctors in Shanghai, and it will not be possible to go to such a small place as Yangzhou, but there will be hope for a cure.

"I don't recommend that you take him back to Shanghai at this time." The doctor habitually pushed the eyeglasses on the bridge of his nose, "I know that the medical conditions in Shanghai are better than here, but the patients may not be able to bear the toss." ”

Liao Wanyu pondered the meaning of these words in her heart, glanced at Zhang Dingyun again, and then asked politely to this voice, "What do you mean...... Is it just a few days? ”

The doctor shook his head at first, "It's hard to say. There is a big reason for this to the patient, and I just advise you not to. If there is a reason why you have to go back, the final decision is up to your family. ”

"When will I wake up?" Zhang Dingyun looked quite calm, but only he knew that when he spoke at this moment, it seemed that something was blocked in his throat.

"Maybe a day, maybe three days, or ...... Not necessarily wake up. The doctor obviously knew he was speaking too bluntly, but that was his job, and he couldn't paint an illusory picture of a bright future for patients and their families.

That night, Tang Tingou suddenly had a high fever, the hospital conditions were limited, and some Western medicines were not in stock at all, and by the time they drove to Nanjing with people, the fever had reached 41.5 degrees.

I was afraid that Tang Tingou would be uncomfortable, but I didn't drive fast and rushed to the hospital in Nanjing, Qiu Baitao's driver was also cautious along the way, and the potholes had to go around, and it was almost early in the morning, and the four of them rushed to the hospital.

However, I don't know what the reason is, the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic injections have been injected for a long time, and they have not seen any effect.

Liao Wanyu didn't sleep all night, her eyes were dry at the moment, she hung her head and buttoned her nails again and again, and after a while, she stood up and went to find Zhang Dingyun.

Zhang Dingyun was smoking in a corner of the hospital backyard wall, and by the time she arrived, seven or eight flattened cigarette butts had been thrown near his feet.

"Senior brother, should I call Mr. Lin?"

Zhang Dingyun knew that Lin Keji could be regarded as Tang Tingou's only blood relative who was still in contact, so he spat out a mouthful of white mist and nodded, "Go ahead, someone has to call the shots about some things." ”

Liao Wanyu inquired with the nurses passing by, and they said that she could go to the hospital's mailroom to borrow a phone in this case, and she went out of the garden after arriving at Xie and returned to the gate when she came in the early morning.

There was a sleepy old man sitting in the mailroom, who woke up halfway when he heard a knock on the door, and heard that Liao Wanyu was going to make a call, so he opened the drawer and took out a telephone.

The phone rang five or six times before it was picked up, and Liao Wanyu couldn't hear who came out to answer the phone, so she had to report to her home first.