242 Death
The man carried the lamp and walked anxiously.
Even if he carries a lamp, he can't be an assassin or a thief, and nine times out of ten it is the Zhang family.
Wang Shouren had a judgment in his heart, so he temporarily let down his guard, rolled his eyes slightly, and immediately stepped forward.
If he is familiar with each other, maybe he can take the opportunity to find out something-the matter of the Zhang family is the matter of Zhen Zhen, and the matter of Zhen Zhen is the matter of him and Ah Lu.
There are some things that adults can't come forward, but the identity of children has an extra layer of convenience.
Canglu also stepped up to follow.
"Prince Wang, Prince Cang?" The other party was obviously surprised to see them here.
Wang Shouren was also quite surprised when he saw his face clearly.
"Fan Jiu?"
He naturally knew that Fan Jiu was now working in the Zhang family.
These days, he also thought about asking Fan Jiu to inquire, but Fan Jiucheng stayed in the house and didn't go out, so he didn't have a chance to meet him at all.
Bumped into it at this time, Wang Shouren couldn't help but feel surprised, and subconsciously wanted to inquire with Fan Jiu or try to find out something about Zhang Meishou, but when the words came to his lips, he temporarily suppressed this thought, and asked: "We walked through here, and I just heard what was going on in your house, but what happened?" β
That's what matters right now.
Regarding the brain-sick behavior of a group of people coming out for a walk in the middle of the night, Fan Jiu didn't bother to complain and investigate, and only said in an eager tone: "My eldest son was accidentally injured, and I was about to invite Lang Zhong!" β
It was late at night, and Lang Zhong was afraid that it would be difficult to scream, so he was afraid that others would not be able to do anything and delay it again, so he went to find it himself.
As he spoke, he hurriedly saluted a few people, and had no time to stop longer.
"Wait!"
Wang Shouren recovered from his surprise and hurriedly chased forward.
"I know where there is a skilled Langzhong, I will go with you, and I will be able to invite him!"
What "accidentally injured" is obviously just a rhetoric to the outside world, seeing Fan Jiu in a hurry like this, Zhang Qiuchi must be injured a lot, and it must be related to the chaos of the Zhang family at this time!
He still remembered that he had given Zhang Qiuchi a hexagram and calculated that Zhang Qiuchi would have a catastrophe...... Although he and Zhang Meishou have been guarding the Xicao River for a long time to no avail, he has always recited that hexagram in his heart.
He also calculated that Zhang Qiuchi's life was on Zhen Zhen, and it was for Zhen Zhen that he entered Zhang's house tonight, so he was able to meet Fan Jiu here...... If he can help Fan Jiu hire a competent doctor in time, then Zhang Qiuchi's calamity may be broken!
Wang Shouren was nervous and excited.
Fan Jiu followed Wang Shouren all the way out of Xiaoyongfang, and finally stopped in front of a nearby house built on the back street.
The door was slammed, waking up the sleeping owner.
"Who knocks?"
Soon there were footsteps, and impatient questioning.
The owner of this courtyard was obviously not very good-tempered, and his voice was a little old, but he was full of energy.
Fan Jiu couldn't help but muttered in his heart: Many temperamental Langzhong were annoyed and said that if they don't give treatment, they won't be treated......
Fortunately, he thought of this possibility when he came, and he had already prepared - if the other party was exactly that kind of person, he would take out a knife and threaten to bring people back to treat the eldest prince's injuries!
"Please ask Mr. Fu for help!" Wang Shouren replied loudly.
The door happened to be opened at this time, and the people inside heard this, and with a pause in their hands, they were about to close the door again, and scolded: "Get out! I'm not in the middle of the business! β
Fan Jiu quickly blocked the middle of the crack in the door, squeezed in and went to pull people.
"Please save my eldest son, there will be a lot of thanks! Human life is at stake, if you don't agree, the villain will only be offended! β
As he spoke, he was about to touch the dagger.
The old man with gray hair widened his eyes when he heard this, and when he was about to scold, he saw Wang Shouren take out a jade pendant, show it in front of him, and said, "Mr. Fu, this is the meaning of the son!" β
When the other party reached the swear words in his mouth, he immediately swallowed it back obediently, opened his mouth, and immediately asked Fan Jiu when he came back to his senses: "What kind of injury did you suffer?" β
"It should have been a sword wound!" Fan Jiu silently withdrew the dagger.
Fu Ming heard this, and hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll go get the medicine box!" β
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"The doctor is here!"
When Fan Jiu brought the people back, the Song family was standing in Zhang Qiuchi's room and guarding.
"There's Dr. Law!"
She leaned sideways, urging with an anxious expression.
Not to mention that now her heart knot has been opened, even when she hated Miao in the past, she never had the idea of looking forward to Zhang Qiuchi's accident.
Especially now that the family is in chaos, she doesn't want Zhang Qiuchi to have anything to do.
Thinking of a possibility, the Song family even felt a sense of self-blame in her heart - she had thought that the Liu family would threaten her with Heling Trillium, but she never thought that the Liu family would attack Zhang Qiuchi, and it was so sudden, so bold.
But is it really the Liu family?
Song held the handkerchief, saw that the doctor cleaned and bandaged the wound for Zhang Qiuchi, and hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the injury.
Fu Ming's expression was a little incomprehensible.
Song immediately asked people to close the door, and ordered the maid to guard outside.
Fu Ming said: "The injury is in the shoulder, not the vital point, and the wound is not too deep...... It stands to reason that you shouldn't be in a coma. β
Song reacted very quickly and asked, "Could that be the poison on the sword?" β
Fu Ming shook his head and checked Zhang Qiuchi's pulse again, but there was still no exact explanation.
"Maybe I'm scared and fainting." In the end, he could only say: "Let's rest, if there is no sign of waking up within a day, the old man will come again." β
Song could only nod.
Seeing that Fu Ming had already begun to pack up the medicine box, she didn't know what she thought, and her eyes suddenly flashed.
"The doctor looked at the eyes, and he hasn't asked your surname yetβ"
Song asked Fang Ju to send the consultation fee.
The degree of abundance of money made Fu Ming move his eyebrows.
He was entrusted to come here, and he didn't intend to collect the consultation fee, but the other party took the initiative to give ...... Ahem, he has no reason to excuse himself.
"The old man's surname is Fu." He said with a smile.
Fan Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth on the side.
This old gentleman really doesn't hide his open-mindedness when he sees money.
Seeing the second wife looking towards him, Fan Jiu hurriedly said, "It's Mr. Fu who is the little son of the Wang family who brought the slave to invite." β
As he spoke, he quietly nodded to Song.
Song knew that the person in front of him was probably trustworthy.
"I want to ask Mr. Fu for a favorβ" Song looked at Zhang Qiuchi on the bed and whispered, "If anyone asks, Mr. Fu will say...... The eldest prince was too seriously injured to be unconscious and unable to survive. β
This was said bluntly and ruthlessly, and Fu Ming smiled when he heard it.
Fan Jiu came back to his senses and hurriedly saluted Fu Ming: "Please help the old man." β
The second wife is right, since someone wants the eldest prince to die, the eldest prince must be "must die".
If you don't succeed once, I'm afraid you'll have to do it again.
It's better to "follow the other party's wishes", which can not only ensure the safety of the eldest son, but also see what the other party's intentions are.
It's a win-win-
Fu Ming nodded silently.
Song asked Fang Ju to send people out.
Song sat down on the chair and summoned Fan Jiu to the front.
"You are serving the eldest prince closely, do you know where this thing came from?"