Liu Zheng suddenly felt that her fingertips were hot, Song Yan let go of the hand holding her arm, and instead grabbed the corner of the table tightly, and said to her with a biased face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ......"

Liu Zheng got up to wash the handkerchief, rubbed it twice, remembered that the doctor was still outside, and quickly threw the handkerchief to open the door.

Wang Chucui was bent on drugging him, and he didn't notice the different atmosphere between them. Hearing Xiaohu shouting that the doctor was coming, she breathed a sigh of relief, she really couldn't get such a serious injury alone.

Liu Zheng invited the doctor into the house, Xiaohu ran in front, and when he saw the injury on Song Yan's back, he also said "ah". Only then did Liu Zheng see the terrifying whip marks crisscrossing Song Yan's back.

Song Yan silently pulled up the clothes in front of him, Xiaohu ran to him, blinked his eyes and asked him if it didn't hurt, why didn't he cry. Song Yan smiled helplessly.

The doctor frowned, waved Wang Chucui away, and wanted to deal with him again.

Liu Zheng poured a few cups of tea for everyone to drink, and when Song Yan raised her hand to take the tea, she asked lightly: "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”

Xiaohu looked at her in surprise, then at Song Yan, and the doctor glanced at them in a hurry.

Song Yan's eyes no longer blinked, his wheezing was no longer messy, and his hands were still clenching the corner of the table. He could hear the banter in her words.

Seeing that he was silent, Liu Zheng planned to dispose of the unsold tofu brain outside first, but he couldn't sell it, and he would be stinky in the sun in less than two hours. As soon as he took two steps, a young man's unbearable pain voice came from behind him: "...... To accompany. ”

Liu Zheng was a little surprised, hesitated, and sat back in front of him. Song Yan didn't reach out to hold her arm anymore, nor leaned his head on her anymore, just looked at her with sticky eyes. Liu Zheng looked at the green tendons on his arms that were becoming more and more prominent, and he was not sure whether his pitiful appearance was true or false.

Wang Chucui asked the doctor if it mattered of this injury, and the doctor finished dressing him and drank tea: "It doesn't matter, what does it matter?" It's been two days since this injury, and it's just showing signs of healing and it's squeezed and cracked again, so you should be on bed rest, don't let him sit here. I'll prescribe side medication first. ”

Wang Chucui hurriedly led the doctor to the front of the shop to write a prescription with a pen and paper, and Xiaohu also followed him upside down. Song Yan got up to rearrange his clothes, Liu Zheng looked at the blood in the copper basin and the gauze cut on the side, and wanted to pour it up. As soon as he walked through the aisle, he suddenly heard a muffled sound behind him, and when he looked back, Song Yan was supporting the tabletop, holding his forehead with a pale face, his eyebrows were frowning, and his thin lips were pursed, which seemed to be extremely painful. Liu Zheng hurriedly put down the copper basin to help him, and Song Yan shook the soles of his feet twice and bumped into her arms.

Liu Zheng frowned, he gasped twice, breathing desperately like a drowning man, his hands clenched into fists against her shoulders, barely holding himself away from her.

"Official, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yan sat down again on the table, the light in front of her flickered and dimmed, only she was clear. He felt uncomfortable, and this discomfort had been difficult to appeal to for many years, but when he heard her question, he had the urge to tell her all the things from his heart and liver. Song Yan's voice was a little weak: "Accompany me...... Zheng. ”

Liu Zheng didn't understand what was wrong with him, but he really didn't look like he was pretending, his forehead and the tip of his nose were constantly oozing sweat, and the tails of his eyes showed a faint red, making his face even more white. She had no choice but to hold his arm and shake his wrist: "I didn't leave, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm scared."

Liu Zheng still didn't understand: "What are you afraid of?" ”

Song Yan's eyelids blinked a little slowly: "Can you hug me?" ”

Liu Zheng suspected that he was pretending.

Song Yan added: "I'm cold." ”

"Is it a fever?" Liu Zheng tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, and compared it with his own, but his touch was colder. Liu Zheng was a little unhappy and said, "Official, how can you joke about being sick?" Before the doctor leaves, I'll call him over to show you. ”

"I'm fine, don't look at it." Song Yan's words were pushed back by Liu Zheng's lukewarm attitude, his heart was very stuffy, and he smiled reluctantly, "I'm sorry, I always lose my temper in front of you." I'll go. ”

"Let the doctor show you......"

"No, I'll see it when I get home." Song Yan tidied up the shirt he had just worn halfway through, and slowly walked out by holding on to the wall.

Wang Chucui just came over with the prescription, and when he saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly asked, "Don't you sit for a while?" Sir, you look too weak. ”

Song Yan shook his head slightly, Liu Zheng walked out from the inside, trying to stop him and persuade him, but the next moment there were a few black-clothed people at the door, and they took the prescription given by Wang Chucui and left with him. Liu Zheng twisted the handkerchief that wiped his sweat just now, leaned against the door and looked out for a while.

Xiaohu pulled her sleeve: "Sister Liu, how can that brother be like a child, I don't need anyone to accompany me when I'm sick, and he asked you to accompany him, it's really hypocritical." ”

He patted his chest, raised his head and said, "It's not as strong as me." ”

Liu Zheng was amused by him: "Then you asked him why he didn't cry just now?" If you are so badly injured, can you hold back your tears? ”

"I'm not going to be so useless to be beaten like that...... If I hurt so badly, will Sister Liu be sad for me? ”

"Sad, of course it's sad." Liu Zheng brought him a plate of snacks from the table, "Come, eat more, if you are hungry and thin, I will also be sad." ”

Xiaohu ate happily, Liu Zheng looked at him feasting, and looked in the direction where Song Yan left again. He didn't seem to have eaten much today, except for the tofu brain she served him. She looked back and saw a pile of mud in the doorway, mixed with petals, branches, and broken porcelain. Liu Zheng squatted down and flipped over, it was a pink hibiscus that was blooming brightly, most of the hibiscus petals were scattered, and several branches and stems were also trampled and broken, I am afraid that I will not survive.

Liu Zheng is a person who cherishes flowers, she carefully picked up the hibiscus, picked up the roots, put it aside first, and then took the dustpan and swept the floor. Sweeping and sweeping, she picked up one of the pieces of broken porcelain and looked at it, the porcelain glaze was delicate and crisp, not ordinary porcelain. After thinking about it, she still found a box, picked up the broken porcelain pieces one by one, washed them and put them in. He probably wanted to give this to her. Liu Zheng didn't want to accept such a valuable thing, but after all, it was a piece of people's mind, so it was not good to just sweep it away and bury the soil in the yard, and go back to find a bowlmaker to repair it. What's more, he also blocked the stick of his great-grandmother for her when he was seriously injured.

Liu Zheng can feel that Song Yan has deep internal strength and no low kung fu, in addition to wanting to protect her, there should be a consideration that he can't really do it to the people. This time, Zeng's wife hurt him, completely ignored him, and broke the law, I'm afraid I really can't eat and walks away.

Liu Zheng took the hibiscus flower plant, went upstairs with the wooden box, picked a clay pot with a suitable color to replant the hibiscus, applied some fertilizer, and raised it in a well-lit and sheltered position. After washing his hands, there was a commotion downstairs, it seemed that Wang Chucui was talking to someone, scolding. Liu Zheng went downstairs and saw Zeng Sanniang and her brother Zeng An holding a lot of things in their hands, standing outside the door and apologizing to Wang Chucui with a smile. Seeing her come down, Zeng Sanniang's face flashed with unnaturalness, and Zeng An tensed her cheeks.

"Mrs. Liu, it's our grandmother who can't stand you, she has nothing to do, not to mention messing up your business, and hurting the nobles...... These are our hearts! I hope you will take it. Zeng Sanniang couldn't stop bending down and bowing to them, and choked up, "Grandma, she is old, and the dungeon of Shuntianfu has to be half as light as a man when he enters, let alone her...... Please spare her this time! ”

Zeng An looked a little wooden, and kept pushing things towards their house. At a glance, in addition to chicken, duck and fish, there are a few fine cloths.

Wang Chucui crossed his waist with his hands, and said in a strange manner: "Oh, yo, the old woman of your family, I was so angry that I didn't faint when I saw your brother send a few rounds of meat to our house, and I used this stubble to seduce him every time!" Do you dare to send it? We don't dare to take it! Get me away as soon as possible, don't let us go when your milk dies, and you will live a long life. ”

Zeng An's face changed several times, and the smile on Zeng Sanniang's face couldn't be hung up. She looked at Liu Zheng pleadingly, and Liu Zheng lowered her head and wiped her hands, avoiding her gaze: "You have to give gifts in the right place, she messed up our business is nothing at all, after all, it's not once or twice, and we didn't treat her well before, right?" ”

Liu Zheng raised his eyes and looked at them: "It is the official master of Song who is really injured, the prince of the Dingguo Mansion, you should go to him if you want to make amends." ”

"You're not ...... with him"

Liu Zheng glanced at Zeng An, who was speaking: "Me and him?" What happened to me and him? But I've known each other for two days, and there's nothing to cross. Do you expect me to speak for her? I'm soft-spoken, a tofu seller, and his reputation is stinking in ten miles and eight streets, how much weight can my words have? ”

"Liu Niangzi, don't say that! Others don't know, but we do, you have always been clean, and the translation is not what those people say. Zeng Sanniang hurriedly said.

"Now that you know, then you can be more sure that I really don't have any friendship with Song Guanye, right?" Liu Zheng blessed his body, "Slow down and don't send it." ”

As her words fell, Wang Chucui closed the door.

After eating the closed door, Zeng Sanniang's lips trembled, and Zeng An's face turned pale. They picked up their things slowly, and didn't leave for a long time. Zeng An's voice was low: "Dead mother-in-law, what are you pretending to be high!" It's a shame that Lao Tzu tried his best to please you before, and he didn't even give you a straight eye today. Also clean yourself...... Who knows how many times they've all rolled under the covers! Dogs for men and women. ”

"Shut up!" Zeng Sanniang glared at him angrily, "What else would you say besides slandering others?" Just because we come to ask for someone doesn't mean we're taking advantage. If you want to blame it, you can blame it, I can't even look at an old woman who is going to die! ”