The feeling of being guarded by others is not always good.

But in this regard, Zhu Shize did not make any statement about the estrangement of Zhishui, or rather, Wuyan made any statement.

It was his negligence that caused the tragic death of Zhishui's father and mother, and caused all the hardships that Zhishui has suffered so far.

His gaze instinctively moved to the leg of the water stop.

Seeing that he was standing on only one leg, he took his eyes off his hands again.

One of the hands of Zhishui is a flesh-pink color similar to that of ordinary people, and on the other hand, he wears black leather gloves, which are tightly tied into the sleeves, and half an inch of skin is not exposed.

Don't you owe each other?

Oh, how can you not owe each other!

He clearly owes Zhishui a home, a healthy and undamaged body, and a childhood that should be full of laughter!

"You don't want to tell me who the person who saved you is."

"It doesn't matter."

"I keep this kindness of his in my heart, and when he needs it, you can just come and ask me for it."

"If you have a friend who needs help, and you can't plead with him, just come to me for help."

Zhu Shize knew that the current water stop would not accept any of his giving.

He didn't give it when he needed it, and now, he doesn't need it, he doesn't want it anymore, what is the use of him promising more?

Since what he can give now is useless to him, he promises him something that he cannot refuse or that he may use in the future!

After that, Zhu Shize stood up, untied his placket, and forced it into Zhishui's hand, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, you don't need it, not necessarily, your benefactor doesn't need it, he saved your life, I owe it to you, sometimes, you don't hesitate to help him, I can." ”

"Don't go to the Chengguo Mansion, it's not all my people there."

"Go to Luoyunzhuang or Chiduzhuang on the outskirts of Yanjing, and hand over this pressure to the steward in Zhuangzi, and he will tell me as soon as possible."

Zhishui hesitated slightly.

After a while, he grabbed the placket that Zhu Shize forced to him, turned his face, and didn't go to the side.

Zhu Shize was right.

With his ability, he really can't help Ling Jun too much, even if he doesn't care about it and breaks his bones, he can't change the fact that he is just a civilian with no support.

As the saying goes, the people do not fight with the officials, and the poor do not fight with the rich.

But the benefactor he wants to repay is a prince who needs to fight against a group of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods to save his life, and he is just a commoner who has nothing but a bad life.

Although, Ling Jun has said it many times, and there is no need to repay it.

But how can he have a clear conscience!

"Stop the water! Stop the water! It's time for you to change your dressing! ”

Before the water stopped and continued to think about it, on the second floor, there was a girl's call.

Immediately afterwards, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a double bun, poked her head out from behind the railing where a pair of orioles had been carved.

Seeing that there was a stranger in the front hall, the girl was slightly stunned at first, and then her cheeks were red, and she apologized to Zhu Shize generously.

"Disturbing your guests to taste tea, Su Lan is terrified."

raised his head, glanced at Su Lan, who was still standing behind the railing on the second floor, with no intention of leaving, and then looked at Zhishui, who was standing next to him, his face was slightly "disintegrated", Zhu Shize couldn't help but smile, lowered his head, and looked at the tea cup that was about eight points full.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhu Shize pretended to reply to Su Lan unintentionally, and then casually found an excuse to "send" the water stop.

"You're busy."

"I'll just pour my own drink."

"Someone looks at me condescendingly, and I can't eat or drink."

Although he didn't know what kind of injury he had suffered from stopping the water and why he had to change the dressing, he was affected by guilt, and he instinctively took the water stop a little more seriously.

He didn't want to stop the water in the way, even if it was for him to bear it on his behalf, he was willing, let alone ......

"Neglecting guests is not in accordance with the rules."

For a person who has experienced the heat and coldness of the world and seen countless kinds of human warmth, Zhu Shize's excuse is obviously a bit naïve.

Zhishui twisted his eyebrows slightly, looked at him seriously, and saw that he just lowered his head to drink tea with a smile on the corner of his lips, and did not continue to explore the secrets of himself or the person behind him, so he slightly took a little guard against him, turned around, and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor. ”

……

Zhu Shize didn't wait for the water to come back, so he got fifteen to greet him, saying that Ling Jun had changed his medicine, but because he was seriously injured, he couldn't stay, and he needed to go to his room to talk about it.

Over the years, although Zhu Shize has been caught in the dispute over the mansion, and he has not even entered the country with martial arts, he is not blind to things outside the window.

Fifteen, one of the few people who are very trusted by Ling Jun, although he does not dare to pretend to be familiar, he also knows it.

"Can you find the murderer?"

Zhu Shize nodded and got up, motioned to the fifteenth to lead the way, and before leaving, he turned around and picked up the half of the cold tea, raised his head, and drank it all.

"Back to the words of the Seventh Young Master."

"Your Majesty has ordered a strict investigation, and now, although there are a few people who are suspicious, there is no evidence, and the Dongchang side can't ask why."

There is no need to hide information that can be heard elsewhere.

Fifteen led Zhu Shize up the stairs, went straight to the east side of the fifth floor of Deshui Xuan, entered a spacious upper room, and then, behind the bead curtain, whispered, "Third master, the seventh young master of the Chengguo Mansion has arrived." ”

Silence.

After a while, behind the bead curtain, there was Liu Qingxin's voice.

"The third master said, please come in."

The play has to be done enough.

Especially, when it is uncertain that a person is friend or foe.

Liu Qingxin's voice was "through" a thick exhaustion, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for several days.

"Seventh Young Master, please."

Fifteen nodded in response, then took two steps forward and helped Zhu Shize pick up the bead curtain.

A curtain away.

Inside, there is a strong medicinal fragrance.

Zhu Shize, who once led troops in southern Xinjiang, can be said to be familiar with this medicine used for analgesia.

He was told by the healers who accompanied him that it should only be used by those who had suffered severe external injuries.

Because, this medicine is poisonous, and the amount of medicine that each person can bear varies according to their physique, if they are not forced to do so, which injury will not be willing to gamble on the danger of death, use it to relieve pain, and assist doctors to scrape bones and cut meat.

"The princess is quiet."

In the eyes, it is a willow light heart that has not been powdered.

Her hair was slightly messy, and her face was a little pale, but this not only did not diminish her beauty, but added a lot of pitiful "temperament" to her.

Zhu Shize bowed his head and did not observe her too carefully, just in case he would displease Ling Jun, who was seriously injured and bedridden.

He was a gentleman.

At least, he is a decent man and gentleman when facing people worthy of his respect.

And Liu Qingxin, this woman who did not hesitate to work hard, regardless of her face, and was not afraid of the guidance of others in order to save her fiancé, is obviously worthy of his "respectable" list.

"The third master is so seriously injured, the imperial hospital, didn't send anyone here?"

Zhu Shize has no trust in the Royal Hospital.

Whether it is medical ethics or medical skills.

This point, since many years ago, they received "bystander" benefits, delayed the treatment of his leg injury, and made him almost a waste, so far, it has not changed.

But it's one thing to distrust, it's another not to come.

This represents the attitude of Emperor Longqing, and even affects Lingjun's "right to speak" for a long time among many famous families.

"More than 20 old horsemen who are not skilled in medicine came, and they took a circle of pulses, only to get a diagnosis of excessive blood loss and unable to survive today's son."

"The capital is that in the imperial hospital, there are a group of doctors from the entire Ming Dynasty, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

Liu Qingxin said as he sat back on the small stool next to the bed, stretched out his hand, and helped Ling Jun who was lying on the bed, stuffed the corners of the quilt, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Those people in the imperial hospital can't be considered doctors anymore."

"If you don't like it, I'm afraid that they don't have anything to do except for drugs and abortion."

Hearing Liu Qingxin's evaluation of the imperial doctors, Zhu Shize couldn't help but purse his lips slightly and laughed.

What he said is really a relief from hatred!

Because of the misdiagnosis of that group of quacks, who dragged a minor illness into a major illness and a major illness into a terminal illness, none of the mansions had a short history, if it wasn't for the emperor's attitude, who would still look for them to see the disease?

It's just a few taels of silver for nothing, and you can take the opportunity to "speculate" about the gentleman's heart, which mansion is not bad at all, and the silver that is not enough to reward the next person, besides, if you really want to treat the disease, aren't there any major medical centers in Yanjing!

"Not really."

"Poison under the guise of a tonic is also a must."

"You see, how delicately did this chronic poison left behind when he left? Insist on eating for two or three years, and the Daluo Immortal will go down to earth, and he can't be saved! ”

Liu Qingxin obviously didn't have the heart to accompany Zhu Shize and laugh at the group of quacks.

She took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, and from the small cabinet at the head of the bed, she took out a palm-sized, nanmu gold wire enamel locket, threw it on the small table in front of her, and motioned Zhu Shize to open it himself.

"The third master's injury, is it okay before the wedding?"

Seeing that Liu Qingxin was just tired and tired, and there was no panicked look, Zhu Shize knew that Ling Jun, the "fatal injury" of the imperial doctor, had nothing to worry about.

Following Liu's lighthearted meaning, he picked up the box she threw on the small table, opened it, and he saw the ladies of the various mansions and the ladies in the palace, and the ejiao cake that never left her hand all the year round.

Zhu Shize was stunned for a moment.

This thing, poisonous?

But his mother has obviously eaten it for decades, and she has never bought it from a place other than the imperial hospital, and so far, she has not seen anything......

Could it be that this princess-to-be means that the child left to her by the imperial doctor is poisonous?

"Just in time."

Liu Qingxin replied to Zhu Shize, and then, as if he had been called by Ling Jun, he put his ear to it.

After a while, she sat up straight again and looked at Zhu Shize.

"The third master said, if you have anything to do, just say it, don't be so entangled and polite, if you can help, you will not refuse."