Chapter 187: Weirdos, Whose Mother?
"Shu Yao."
But seeing that Qi Shuyao's whole person slid down softly like a puddle of mud, there was already a terrible blood hole on his face, and blood was trickling out.
The two nuns didn't expect Qi Shuyao to be so decisive, and they were all stunned in horror.
Chen Guanglan sat on the ground on the spot, her face white and bloodless.
Luo Bingjing's heart was pounding fast, and together with Shi Zhu and the others, she stepped forward to hold Qi Shuyao in her arms, and said at a loss:
"Shu Yao, it's all my fault, if I had promised you, this series of things wouldn't have happened, Shu Yao. Shu Yao. ”
Luo Bingjing's tears fell down as if she didn't want money, and her self-blame and remorse made her want to slap herself.
Qi Shuyao had already fainted to death, Shi Zhu and Yun Qing both had red-eyed eyes, if Miss Qi saved such a fragrant jade, the girl would definitely regret it for life, and live in pain day by day, day by day.
Shi Zhu quickly got up and ran towards the outside of the courtyard, I don't know if there is a doctor or an old nun who knows how to Qi Huang in this Yunjing Nunnery.
"Qi Shuyao, if you go like this, won't it make the people who hurt you happy."
Luo Bingjing kept saying in Qi Shuyao's ear, when she was the queen, there was a concubine in the harem whose life hung by a thread, and this concubine's personal grandmother couldn't stop saying in the ear of this concubine that she had been wronged, if she died like this, wouldn't it make the enemy happy.
Miraculously, this concubine actually survived the moment of life and death, and later she asked the imperial doctor and learned that this was to arouse this person's will to survive, and there would be a glimmer of life.
Shi Zhu grabbed a person in the Yunjing Nunnery and asked, and learned from the mouth of the crowd that there was no doctor in the nunnery, but there was a nun who knew how to Qi Huang, but this person was a strange person.
Shizhu couldn't care about anything else, so he asked where the nun was and hurried forward.
Chen Guanglan was carried by the maid beside her and walked slowly towards Luo Bingjing and Qi Shuyao, and her short body trembled and reached out to touch Qi Shuyao.
"Shu Yao, Shu Yao, let's wait for you to get out of here."
Chen Guanglan couldn't cry anymore, while Luo Bingjing tore off her shirt and pressed it to Qi Shuyao's injured place, praying in her heart that Shi Zhu could invite the healer.
The two nuns were already frightened, and the one who led the way took the opportunity to sneak out of the courtyard.
Shi Zhu searched for some time and finally found the person who the strange man was, and immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door, and said:
"Mrs. Ci can be here, and I hope that Mrs. Ci will save her life."
There was no answer in the wing, and Shizhu called again and there was still no one, and just as Shizhu was about to turn around and leave, the door of the wing room was opened.
Shi Zhu hurriedly turned around and looked, but he was stunned in place for an instant, looking at the man, his eyes were red in an instant, and he called:
"Mother."
Luo Bingjing already had a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, and she looked anxiously towards the gate of the courtyard.
Chen Guanglan's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she murmured:
"Jing'er, Shu Yao Shu Yao is afraid that she will not wake up."
Luo Bingjing's tears and sweat were intertwined, and her body was trembling slightly due to grief and remorse in her heart.
"Girl, girl......"
Shi Zhu rushed into the courtyard gate, beads of sweat on his cheeks, followed by a merciful face.
But seeing that Shi Tai was carrying a medicine box, Luo Bingjing, Chen Guanglan and others instantly showed joy on their faces.
Seeing this scene, the master quickly stepped forward to treat Qi Shuyao before Luo Bingjing and Chen Guanglan could speak.
Shi Zhu stood aside, his eyes not leaving the master for a moment.
Luo Bingjing and Chen Guanglan relaxed their tense hearts slightly, the master was extremely skilled, diagnosis, treatment, cleaning, medicine, bandaging, pulse, and prescription were in order, and after everything was completed, they bypassed Luo Bingjing and the others and walked towards the nun who was guarding Qi Shuyao, handed her the prescription in her hand, and said:
"Go to my courtyard to find Xiaozhu and ask her to mix the medicines on this recipe one by one, boil them and send them here."
The nun immediately took the prescription and said to the teacher:
"It's the second uncle."
Luo Bingjing stepped forward and took out a hundred taels of silver tickets from her arms, looked at the teacher, and said gratefully:
"Thank you Mrs. Shi for coming to the rescue, I hope Mrs. Shi will accept this one hundred taels as a tribute, Mrs. Shi don't misunderstand, this is Shu Yao's medical expenses."
Luo Bingjing could see at a glance that this person had a noble nature, if she gave her money, it would defile her, and such medical expenses would not count.
But seeing that Master Ci smiled indifferently, he shirked and said:
"I hope that the donor will take it back, and the poor nun is just doing her best, and she doesn't need to be grateful."
Luo Bingjing didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and immediately bowed to Cishi Tai here, and said:
"The teacher is too merciful, so that Bingjing admires it."
Shi Zhu stepped forward at this time to watch Mrs. Ci and the girl come and go, sniffing and red-eyed, with the feelings of longing for the past few years, and said:
"Mother, mother......"
Everyone was startled by Shi Zhu's mother, and immediately looked at Mrs. Ci.
But seeing that the benevolent master looked at the caryophyllus too lovingly, he stretched out his hand to caress the caryophyllus's cheek, but he didn't dare to touch the caryophyllum in mid-air.
Luo Bingjing saw that Shi Zhu and Shi Tai were not in a fake relationship, but as far as she knew, Shi Zhu was the son of Zhennan Hou, why would her mother be the Shi Tai of Yun Jing'an.
Shi Zhu took two steps forward, grabbed Shitai's hand and put it on his cheek, tears fell, and said with a smile:
"Mother, my daughter misses you."
Just one sentence made the hearts of the people present feel sour, and Mrs. Ci instantly shed a line of tears, and said:
"Zhu'er, you hate me."
Shi Zhu stepped forward to hug his mother in his arms, buried his head in his mother's neck, and said in a muffled voice:
"I don't hate, my daughter has never resented her mother, it's all because my daughter is unfilial, but I have never looked for my mother over the years."
Luo Bingjing looked at the state of her little daughter's family like Shi Zhu for the first time, and couldn't help but think of her mother.
After Shi Zhu hugged his mother for a while, he got up, wiped the tears from his eyes, looked at Luo Bingjing and said:
"Girl, Mrs. Ci is the mother of the slave."
Mrs. Ci looked at Luo Bingjing and said gently:
"I don't know if the girl still recognizes me, the girl was still a dumb toddler milk doll back then, and now the girl is so big."
Mrs. Ci said this, Luo Bingjing couldn't help but secretly say in her heart that Shizhu was three years older than her, and she was afraid that she was about one or two years old when she was a toddler, and Shizhu was already four or five years old at that time, and Shizhu could remember her mother, but she couldn't remember.
But Mrs. Wen Tzu went on to say:
"Girl, ma'am, it's all right."
Luo Bingjing looked at Shi Zhu's mother, who was born with a trace of elegance and nobility, not like a slave at all, but when she heard what Master Ci heard, she immediately spoke:
"Mother, everything is fine, thank you for your concern."
Yun Qing saw that Shizhu could meet his mother, and he was already happy for Shizhu in his heart.
Chen Guanglan had already carried Qi Shuyao into the wing room with the maid and the maid.
Luo Bingjing didn't understand why Mrs. Ci left Shizhu back then, why she wanted to become a nun, and when Mrs. Ci learned this Qihuang technique.
Luo Bingjing's scrutiny had already been noticed by Mrs. Ci, and at that moment Mrs. Ci said:
"Girl, if you have any doubts, you might as well talk about them."