Zuo Gui lifted the front of his robe and rushed over, Zuo Shaoyang never expected the thin father to run so quickly, but his posture was a little ugly, and he couldn't help but be a little funny: "Dad, mother, don't worry, I'm fine......"

Zuo Gui held on to the stretcher, looked Zuo Shaoyang up and down, and saw that his limbs were intact, except for the right thigh that was tightly bandaged, although his body was covered with blood everywhere, there were no obvious injuries and damage, and it was estimated that it was only a thigh injury. But his thigh was covered in blood, he had practiced medicine for decades and had seen many traumatic injuries, but judging from the amount of blood, it was hard to imagine that his son was still alive. Hurriedly raised his wrist to check his pulse, and found that Zuo Shaoyang's qi and blood were violently depleted, and the gods did not keep it, so he asked urgently: "Zhong'er, how do you feel?" ”

Zuo Shaoyang pretended to be relaxed: "I'm fine...... the wound has been treated in time, I can't die, hehe, carry me in, I want to clean the wound, I need to re-stitch ......"

"Okay, get inside!"

Miao Peilan and Bai Zhihan carried Zuo Shaoyang into the lobby and put him on the small bed in the lobby for diagnosis, Liang kept wiping his tears and crying: "It's all my fault, why didn't I hold Zhong'er, if Zhong'er has three long and two short, I ......, how can I live...... woo woo"

"I'm fine, Daddy! You help me make a dose of ginseng soup, and half of the ginseng is still there, and I put it under the bed board in my attic. It was half of the last time Dr. Ni gave me privately, and it has been useless, I'm sorry, Dad......"

At this time, Zuo Gui still had the heart to reprimand his son for being disobedient, and privately accepted gifts from other patients' families, hurriedly ran into the attic and climbed the stairs, turned out the half of the ginseng from under the shelf, and hurriedly came down to dispense medicine and decoction.

Although Zuo Shaoyang took three ginseng and four reverse pills, because it was a pill, the pill was slow, and the effect of the pill was relatively slow, so Zuo Shaoyang asked his father to boil ginseng four reverse soup for him to take, which could improve qi and solidify it faster.

Liang himself was busy boiling porridge for Zuo Shaoyang to drink, and after Zuo Gui ground the ginseng, he also added a little to the porridge to boil it together.

At the same time, Zuo Shaoyang asked Bai Zhihan to bring all the medicines and utensils for the treatment of Jinchuang. Bai Zhihan's suturing of blood vessels is quite good, and there is no need to rework, only the wound needs to be debrided, and then sutured layer by layer.

Since Bai Zhihan is very good at needlework, and he is naturally cold-blooded, he is not afraid of wounds, blood, etc., so Zuo Shaoyang taught Bai Zhihan to clean and suture wounds.

Bai Zhihan had little strength, although Miao Peilan had moved most of the weight to his side, but carrying her back all the way still tired her half to death. Putting down Zuo Shaoyang, he sat on the low stool and couldn't move, panting constantly, and his face was so pale that there was no blood at all.

Hearing that Zuo Shaoyang wanted to help deal with the wound by himself, Bai Zhihan was energetic, found tools, and carried out wound debridement and suturing according to Zuo Shaoyang's professor.

With the previous experience, Bai Zhihan also had confidence, and under the guidance of Zuo Shaoyang, the wound was thoroughly debrided first, and then sutured. After finishing, apply the medicine and bandage.

Seeing that his son's injuries had been treated, although his son was extremely weak and mentally exhausted, he was slightly relieved to hear her husband Zuo Gui say that although his injuries were very critical, he was no longer in danger of his life.

After the wound was treated, the decoction and porridge were also boiled, Zuo Shaoyang drank a few large bowls of ginseng soup and gruel, and felt better, he didn't sleep all night last night, coupled with the big blood loss, he was drowsy, and the lobby was naturally not suitable for rest, and Zuo Shaoyang's attic was too high, Zuo Shaoyang had injuries on his legs and couldn't go up, so Bai Zhihan spread out his mattress for Zuo Shaoyang to sleep on the floor.

Liang saw that Bai Zhihan and Miao Peilan were also covered with blood, of course, most of them were Zuo Shaoyang's, and some were contaminated when treating the wounded, and when they were boiling porridge, Liang boiled a pot of hot water by the way, and asked the second daughter to take a bath and change into clean clothes. He personally guarded his son. It wasn't until Bai Zhihan took a bath and changed his clothes that he saw that his son had been sleeping and there was no problem, so Bai Zhihan was left to guard beside him.

Bai Zhihan put the cut off bag of ears on Zuo Shaoyang's attic, so as not to scare others, and so as not to be stolen.

Zuo Shaoyang slept very deeply this night, and he didn't wake up until the afternoon.

Ready to say, he was woken up. Although the sound outside had been deliberately muffled, the sound was not loud, but due to the large number of people, he hadn't eaten for a day, and he still woke him up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Bai Zhihan sitting on the small bench next to him, his pretty face had been washed, the green silk was scattered on the back of his shoulders, and his skin was snowy, so pink that he seemed to be able to wring out water. The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, Danfeng's eyes are lowered, he is burying his head in sewing clothes, looking up at him from time to time, wearing a moon-white short-sleeved undergarment, the same white pleated long skirt, and a quiet girl's outfit.

There was a stove next to it, and the fire was red, shining on her white face, dyeing a layer of red, and making it even more pink.

There was a casserole on the stove, covered with a lid, and the fragrant heat of gruel was bubbling. On the ground next to the stove, there was a sand pot for decoction of medicine, covered with a piece of brown paper, and the room was filled with the fragrance of medicine and gruel.

Bai Zhihan saw that he had opened his eyes, hurriedly put the needle and thread aside, leaned over and said, "Are you awake?" ”

"Well...... what time is it?" Zuo Shaoyang found that he couldn't speak clearly, and he had a big tongue, and after thinking about it, he understood that at that time, Miao Peilan had bit her tongue fiercely in order to save herself, and she must have bitten it red and swollen. Talking is not good.

Bai Zhihan said: "When you are unitary, the sun is going to go down. I guess you should wake up, there's porridge hot on the stove, I'll feed you a bowl. And the medicine, I'll give you a hot drink right away. Take medicine first and then drink porridge. ”

"Wait a minute, what's going on outside?"

Bai Zhihan said: "That Fan Hei Face is here, and he has brought a large group of wounded soldiers to seek medical treatment, and the master is treating their injuries." ”

Zuo Shaoyang said with a big tongue: "Why don't you go to help?" ”

Bai Zhihan's face was cold: "I am your slave, not the slave of the officers and soldiers, what does it matter to me if they are injured?" Why should I help them. ”

"You ......, alas, help me up, I'll go and see!" Zuo Shaoyang slept for a while, drank ginseng four-reverse soup and gruel, and the blood loss was significantly alleviated, and his spirit was much better.

"No way!"

"Why?"

"The lord and the wife have explained, no matter what happens, they can't let you out, you just need to have a good rest."

"But ......"

"No, but!"

"Lives matter! Help me up! Less nonsense! ”

"I've been there, and I won't die, I'm just crippled!"

"What do you mean?"

"These wounded soldiers are all traumatized, and they are no longer bleeding, but Fan Heiyan doesn't believe in those soldiers who are in the army, so he brings them to retreat their wounds."

"Then you have to go and see, help me up!"

"No way!"

"Ouch, you big teeth, dare not listen to me? Zuo Shaoyang originally injured his tongue, so it was not good to speak, and he was in a hurry, and his speech was even more slurred.

Bai Zhihan still heard it clearly, and said with a gloomy face: "Listen to everything else, don't listen to this!" - Don't call me Big Plate! ”

"Yo, you dare to call me this big tooth, and I just screamed, what's the matter? - Big Plate! ”

"You! You! - Small**! ”

"Little **?" Zuo Shaoyang almost fainted, thinking that the words under the crotch of this little man he possessed were not small, why did he say that he was a small **, could it be that he had a peek when he passed out? He blushed and stammered with a big tongue and said, "You ......, why do you say that I am a little ** ......?" ”

"Whoever asks you to call me Big Panya, I'll call you Little **."

"You have big front teeth, you have big teeth!"

"Then you are also a little **!"

"My ...... is not small."

Bai Zhihan looked his figure up and down, and snorted: "Look at you are dry and thin, isn't it a little **?" ”

Zuo Shaoyang saw that when she said this, his face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he didn't seem to associate the word Xiao ** with the man's words, so he realized that the local dialect here called the thin person Xiao **, which means almost modern "little chicken", or "chicken chicken", which has nothing to do with the man's words.

Zuo Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, this trouble, he couldn't be fierce to her, so he could only come soft: "Good girl, just help me up and see if it's okay?" ”

"No way!" Bai Zhihan had a stiff face and didn't eat it.

"You really don't help?"

"No!"

"That's good! - Fan Team Zheng! Team Fan is positive! Zuo Shaoyang shouted at the top of his voice.

Bai Zhihan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Stop screaming!" ”

"Who told you not to help me! - Team Fan is ......! ”

Zuo Shaoyang shouted at the top of his voice. He ate three ginseng pills, drank a few large bowls of ginseng soup and gruel, and slept fullly, and his strength had recovered a lot, so the sound was very loud, and Fan Hei's face outside finally heard it, and the footsteps came to the door, knocked on it, and pushed the door open with a squeak: "Xiao Langzhong!" ...... you wake up, how do you talk like this? Tongue hurt? - Huh? ”

Fan Hei said with a black face, turned his face and saw Bai Zhihan who was dressed in white like snow, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Bai Zhihan snorted and turned her face sideways.

Fan Hei's face was unconscious, and he still looked at her stupidly.

Zuo Shaoyang coughed lightly and said, "Fan Teamzheng, please help me up, I'll go see the injured soldiers." Give them healing. ”

Fan Hei's face woke up from his dream at this time, and said, "This ......, hehe, Xiao Langzhong, what did you just say?" ”

"Help me go to the lobby to check on my brothers' injuries!"

"Huh?" Fan Hei's face was a little hesitant, he looked back at the situation in the lobby, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Langzhong, don't worry, the brothers are not too seriously injured, your father is treating everyone, we have all heard, you were injured by a guy last night in order to treat our brother who was injured in a fierce battle, and his thigh was cut with such a long gap, and he almost died, and the brothers were very grateful when they heard it, thinking that you are so willing to forget your life and death, those of us who eat imperial food, and what excuse is there to escape, all the brothers are very admired." So I told everyone not to make noise, don't affect your rest, these bastards keep greeting and yelling, but they still wake you up, and I'm really angry! - Don't worry, the brothers have Ling Zun's treatment, and it has been dealt with almost completely, and none of them have been injured or killed, so you don't have to take action. Huh"

(To be continued)