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"Xiaoju, it's time to take your medicine! It's time to take your medicine!"

I carefully helped Xiaoju up, then held a bowl of medicine and slowly fed it to her.

Xiaoju's eyes were still closed; she was so sleepy she almost didn't want to open them. Although she had been awake for a while in the morning, she still wanted to sleep.

"Brother Shan, I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy."

"Okay, you can go to sleep after you finish drinking!"

"Ok!"

"Bitter, bitter, bitter!"

Upon tasting it, Xiaoju realized that the medicinal soup was rather bitter, and she even frowned, her gaze towards Zhang Tianhao becoming more coquettish.

"Alright, alright, finish your drink, and I'll make you something delicious for lunch!"

"really?"

He smiled, then fed her the drink before going to attend to some other matters.

The property and the household registration were all separated. After all, it's quite easy to separate household registration in this era. As for the original household registration, Zhang Tianhao took it when the property was sold yesterday morning.

Looking at the two documents in his hand, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

One document is a property certificate, which is registered under Huang Xiaoju's name. As for her household registration, it is a separate household registration, with only her and no one else. They gave her a separate page.

Since they are his people, at least their lives won't be too bad in the future, or they might not even be able to survive.

You might suffer a little, but that's all.

Back home, he looked at Xiaoju, who was still sleeping. Perhaps because she had drunk the nourishing soup, her complexion looked even rosier.

"interesting!"

He knew how effective his medicinal soup was, and now it seemed to be working even better than he had imagined. Even ordinary medicinal soups were extremely rare.

Looking at Xiaoju, who had fallen asleep again, it was clear that she had completely relaxed and even fully trusted Zhang Tianhao.

In the kitchen, Zhang Tianhao didn't circulate his internal energy. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but his nerves and blood vessels simply couldn't withstand the prolonged dissolution and impact.

Now is the time for it to recover. Only when the meridians can withstand it can it circulate its energy again.

Looking at the pheasant meat that was already boiling in the pot, he shook his head and then continued to do other things.

"Xiaoju, there's something delicious cooking in the pot. Get up and eat if you're hungry. I have to go to work!"

After a while, looking at Xiaoju who was sleeping soundly, he shook his head. He hadn't expected that the girl was really exhausted last night and still wanted to sleep.

He had no other choice but to close the door and walk in the direction where he was feeling stage fright.

……

"Has there been any useful news from the young master's side yet?"

"No, it's just that the young master said he would recover in about a month, and he does have some things to take care of in Changfeng."

Chief of Staff Zhao looked at the telegram in his hand, speechless. Who could have imagined that things would turn out this way?

Zhang Tianhao did not return; he had not yet recovered and had other things to do.

The two were still quite puzzled by this, since news of his situation had already reached the headquarters, his temporary marriage partner had left Changfeng, and he was now just pretending to be a newcomer.

"By the way, did the young master say anything?"

"No, it's just that a message came from over there, asking people to investigate everything in Han Street?"

"Han Street, what's going on?" "I don't know, I don't quite understand either, but since the young master said that, he must have something in mind!"

"Old Zhao, I sense that the young master won't easily change his mind for a woman, but he must have his own reasons for investigating Han Street."

"Furthermore, I didn't expect his injury to drag on for so long, especially since it involved amnesia. If he hadn't recovered now, I wouldn't know if it was real, or if the young master was lying to us."

"No, the young master would not lie to us about this matter so easily. You and I have both received the news, but we both know the truth. It is already a blessing that we are alive."

"That's what I said..."

"Sigh, I know what you're thinking, but the problem is that the young master has his own plans, and what about those women he rescued? Have things been arranged for them?"

"It should be arranged. After all, whether it's getting married or doing other work, it shouldn't be a problem to arrange temporary jobs for them, at least they can support themselves."

"Ok!"

"Han Street, Han Street!"

At that moment, he thought of something and gave an order to the guards outside, but after opening his mouth, he immediately closed it again.

"I remembered."

At this moment, Zuo Mingming suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but sit up straight.

"What did you just think of? Why are you so jumpy? Just say it!"

Old Zhao, standing to the side, gave a wry smile, looking somewhat puzzled. He then picked up the documents and prepared to put them down as well.

"Han Street, its original name should be Suojing Han Street, that's what the locals call it. I remember going there once, and now that I think of it, I remember the name."

“I remember that the young master stayed there with us for several days. He had something to do, so we stayed there for two or three days.”

"Back then, you were there to protect the young master, serving alongside him?"

"Yes, that's it, that's why I just got up. Locked well, it's very likely that well. Some people even jokingly call it the Dragon Locked Well, but I don't know if it's true?"

"A locked dragon well? No way!"

"Very likely, but nobody knows for sure right now, right?"

"You believe this too?"

“Young Master is different from us. We simply carry out his ideas. Not only that, since Young Master is interested in this and says there are problems here, we just do as he says, understand?”

"All right!"

The two chatted for a while, then neither said anything more. Instead, they picked up the telegram, wrote down their requests, and sent it directly to Dingyuan, who would then forward it to him.

……

"Brother Dog, what happened to you this morning? You seemed completely lifeless?"

"Sigh, San Tu is gone. Now we have one less brother. I'm heartbroken. He was my own brother, my dear brother!"

Er Gouzi would also be there, gently patting the table, with tears welling up on his face, looking genuinely sad.

However, Zhang Tianhao didn't say anything, but looked at him and gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.

But Zhang Tianhao knew that this Er Gouzi was not a good person; he was a wicked man who had done terrible things. He might even be heartbroken and shedding tears for his younger brother.

When he learned of the death of the three rabbits, he didn't show any sadness on his face. Now he's pretending to be sentimental, which is just too fake!

"Brother Gou, I'm really incompetent in this matter. I can't help you with anything. Not only that, I also forgot to find a doctor. I really thought he was just drunk."

"Brother Dog, things have already come to this, please accept my condolences!" (End of Chapter)