The carriage drove quickly through the street, passing through a low-lying area where the previous rain still remained, and the wheels rattled and splashed a little muddy water.

The bored idler under the eaves of the street was splashed all over, and he was angry and just wanted to scold, but he found that the driver who was driving was too big and three thick, and there were two guards on horses behind the carriage, so he had to bow his head and spit, and scolded his mother in a low voice.

Inside the carriage, Fan Qiubai's little face was pale, her hands were tightly intertwined in front of her chest, and her fingertips were pinched out of white color by herself.

Fan Yangming sat opposite, looked at her appearance, and sighed slightly: "Don't worry too much, Qi Da has already said it, it's just a flesh injury, it's not in the way." ”

Fan Qiubai pursed his lips when he heard this, and it took a lot of strength to squeeze out a little smile from his face, and he instantly retracted.

"How could such a thing happen? I'm just a little worried...... Chu Langjun will participate in the autumn of the painting academy in more than a month, if he hurts his arm, I am afraid that even the autumn will have an impact. The tip of Fan Qiubai's nose was tightly frowned, and his face was anxious.

"There should be no problem, don't worry." Fan Yangming's voice was quiet, looking at his beloved daughter with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, as well as the relief of "my family has a girl who has just grown up", "Qi Da said very clearly, he just hurt his chest and left some blood, but he didn't hurt his arm. Soon you will be able to see it for yourself, and what are you worried about? ”

Fan Qiubai felt his father's gaze, and he didn't know where to go, and his originally pale face flew into a trace of redness. It's moving.

Fan Yangming naturally understood all these things better, and thought about it in his heart.

Chu Feng's current status. To put it bluntly, it is a white body. If you marry your daughter yourself, it is somewhat inappropriate. But Chu Feng is a person, it is indeed very good to have good looks, good character, and talent. The key is that with his painting talent, the autumn of the academy is almost a sure thing, not to mention the reputation of the entire city of Tokyo today. You can fight for him a lot.

If you can really be used as a fast son-in-law of Chenglong, it is indeed a very good thing. Moreover, the key problem is that his daughter seems to have a good impression of him, which is completely different from talking about Li Liangji back then.

Li Liangji's marriage fell through under Chu Feng's coordination, and from this point of view, it can be concluded that Chu Feng also has expectations for his daughter.

Two people who are in love, as a father, are naturally not good at suppressing this golden and jade relationship.

"Chu Feng didn't dare to send someone to tell Mr. Lu directly about his injury. I'm afraid they won't see people and worry about it. Fan Yangming's right index finger tapped twice on his leg, "The government already knows about this matter, and the murderer has been arrested at that time, and I sent someone to keep an eye on it." You don't have to worry too much. ”

Fan Qiubai nodded in response, and the biggest concern in his heart was still on Chu Feng's body.

After a while, the carriage stopped. Feibai, who was sitting on the wheel, hurriedly jumped down and ran behind to lift the curtain. helped Fan Qiubai get out of the car.

When I looked up, I saw that the word "medical hall" was written in thick ink on the plaque in front of the door, and I felt the fragrance of medicine as soon as I entered the door. A medicine cabinet with a beam high in the room, obviously old, slightly dim, facing the door with two corner doors, leading to the rear.

After clarifying the intention, the people in the medical hall led everyone to the inner courtyard, and when they passed the corner door, they saw a small atrium, and a long wing room on the left, in which there was a faint sound of talking and humming in pain.

Fan Qiubai listened to this voice, his heart was tight, and he hurriedly trotted a few steps into the door to look, and found that the voice was made by a middle-aged man lying on the sickbed, not only did he have any disease, his face was red and swollen, which was very terrifying, and she turned pale with fright.

If you look closely, it turns out that this wing room has been converted into a hospital bed, with a total of five or six beds. On the bed in the corner, Chu Feng was sitting there, his shirt was unbuttoned, and his chest was wrapped in layers of gauze, but there was still a blood stain soaked in the gauze, forming an oblique red mark.

"Chu Langjun!"

Fan Qiubai ran a few steps with the corner of her skirt, her eyes were red, and her voice trembled a little.

Chu Feng was chatting with Na Langzhong, when he heard Fan Qiubai's voice, he was stunned, and when he looked up again, he saw her running over with red circles under her eyes, and the slanting glow of the sunset spilled in from the window, reflecting on her face, making her whole body seem to be glowing. The pale pink gauze skirt fluttered slightly with her movements, like a butterfly dancing in the wind.

"You, your hurt ......"

Fan Qiubai stepped forward and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to take away the pain for Chu Feng. But the moment her fingertips just touched the gauze, she instantly remembered something, and quickly withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

She still remembers the pain of being scratched by branches in the back garden of her home when she was a child. It was just a small wound, but now that the wound on Chu Feng's chest was so long, and so much blood had flowed, I didn't know what the pain was going to be, where did I dare to touch it.

And...... Fan Qiubai looked at the skin on Chu Feng's upper body, his face was suddenly covered with red clouds, and he quickly turned around.

"Chu Langjun, Qi Da handed the news home, let's hurry up and take a look. Qiubai was originally in a hurry, so he shouted that he must come over and have a look. Now it seems that there should be no big deal, right? Mr. Langzhong? Fan Yangming stepped forward with a smile, looked at Chu Feng for a moment, and then looked at Lang Zhong next to him with an inquiring gaze.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt my muscles and bones, but there was more blood flow, and I am afraid that it will take a while to recuperate."

Lang Zhong is a man in his early forties, and at this time, seeing that Fan Yangming is acting well, he naturally does not dare to slack off.

"Uncle Fan." Chu Feng was about to get up and salute, but was quickly stopped by Fan Yangming.

Fan Yangming said with a smile: "Don't dare to move, although the young man's body foundation is good, but he should not delay at will." What's more, if your wound is opened again, it will hurt you alone. ”

Fan Yangming laughed and turned his head to look at his daughter.

Fan Qiubai's face was red and about to drip blood, and at this time, he couldn't help but glance back at his father, and saw Chu Feng putting on his shirt. So he estimated the time when the latter had been dressed, and after counting a few breaths, he turned around with a red face and a bowed head.

Chu Feng tied his shirt and said with a smile: "It's really annoying Uncle Fan and Mrs. Fan, it's just a small matter, and it is actually no big deal to ask everyone to come to visit." By the way, I would like to thank Miss Qi, if it weren't for her, Chu Feng would not know whether he was alive or dead. ”

"It's all about the way it should be." Fan Yangming nodded, his face became serious, "Do you know who the murderer is?" Committing murder on the street in broad daylight, do you want Wang Fa! Chu Lang, please rest assured, I have already sent someone to the government office to deliver the message before I came, and this matter will definitely be investigated! That murderer will never be appeased! ”

Fan Qiubai listened from the sidelines, and his innocent face gradually became tenacious, looking very similar to the enemy.

Chu Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The murderer is an acquaintance, so he doesn't need to be investigated." ”

"What?" Fan Yangming couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, "Is it someone Chu Lang knows?" ”

"Hmm." Chu Feng nodded, smiled bitterly again, looked up at the idle people around him, and shook his head.

Fan Yangming understood and knew that Chu Feng was afraid that there would be too many people here, so he didn't ask more. It's just that I can't help but wonder in my heart, Chu Lang is just a scholar, how could he offend such a ruthless character, and offend to the point of taking people's lives. That's it, the key problem is that the other party has done it to this extent, Chu Feng still refuses to make the other party public, who is this murderer?

Fan Qiubai was naturally very confused, but she had always been empathetic, so she didn't ask much.

"Mr. Lu's side, I'm afraid that they will worry indiscriminately, so I didn't tell anyone." Fan Yangming asked Lang Zhongdao, "Can Chu Langjun return home today?" Do I need to stay in the hospital for a few more days to see my condition? ”

"It's okay to go home, I've prescribed a few prescriptions to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, as long as the wound doesn't crack anymore, it won't be a big problem." Lang Zhongdao.

"Very well, thank you, sir." Fan Yangming nodded, raised his chin to the entourage behind him, and naturally someone followed Lang Zhong to settle the bill.

Chu Feng knew that he couldn't fight with Fan Yangming, but Qi Da saved his favor, and there was a little bit to remember on the Fan family, so he secretly wrote it down in his heart and would definitely repay it in the future.

Fan Yangming turned around and ordered a few words, and said, "When Qiubai and I came, we took a carriage, Chu Lang, you can take this one and go home." I've already asked them to go to the painting and calligraphy shop and call another carriage, so you don't have to worry about us, just go home early and rest!" ”

Fan Yangming deliberately arranged for two people to follow, and asked a careful mother-in-law who followed Fan Qiubai to follow, and helped Chu Feng to board the carriage.

Chu Feng couldn't help but chuckle, shook his head and said, "Actually, it's really not a big deal, seeing that everyone treats me as a disabled person, it's completely unnecessary." ”

"Chu Langjun was already injured!" Feibai had always followed behind Fan Qiubai, but she didn't dare to interject when the masters spoke. Finally, he was a little more casual at this time, and Feibai said with a smile, "Chu Langjun must take care of his injuries!" Otherwise, my lady will be distressed! ”

"Stinky girl!" Fan Qiubai blushed and poked the soft flesh on Feibai's waist.

Chu Feng sat in the carriage and looked at Fan Qiubai with a smile: "Let Fan Niangzi worry, it's my fault, I will come to apologize another day." ”

Fan Qiubai looked at the pair of paint-like eyes, almost didn't dare to look at each other, only lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said with a weak and subtle business: "Chu Langjun should take care of his injuries." ”

The wheels slowly turned, crushing through the dust. (To be continued.) )