Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 268
"They left just like that?" Several stewards and shopkeepers looked at me and you, with embarrassment on their faces.

"Otherwise?" The shopkeeper flicked his sleeves angrily, and left too. It's all these idiots who got me involved!
Zheng Zeyang held Fu Yuan in his arms, and when he reached the entrance of the pharmacy, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. For such a half-sized boy, the weight is really not for fun!
Putting Fu Yuan down, Zheng Zeyang felt a lot more relaxed. With such a long distance, he was really tired.

"Doctor, come and take a look!" Jiang Wen looked at the old doctor who was diagnosing the pulse with some pleading, "He has a fever, and there are wounds on his body, and he has passed out!"

The doctor looked at the little girl covered in dust, and had an impression in his heart, isn't this the little girl whose patient was snatched away?Why did you bring someone here again.

There is a wound on the body and fever, there is no delay, the old doctor's question only flashed in his mind, he put it down, and hurried over to give Fu Yuan a pulse.

"Go get some water and wash him." The old doctor signaled two apprentices to take him to the backyard of the pharmacy.

Watching them carry Fu Yuan away, Jiang Wen felt a little relieved, "Doctor, how is he? He is in a coma, is it serious?"

The old doctor patiently said, "If you have a fever and a cold, you have to take the medicine first. I'll prescribe a prescription, and I'll decoct it for him now. As long as the fever subsides, he will be fine!"

Afterwards, Jiang Wen explained a few words to the old doctor, and left the medicine shop by himself, and ran to Caiyun Embroidery Workshop. Fu Yuan's clothes were already dirty and he couldn't wear them anymore. Those who had cleaned their wounds put on clean clothes.

It seemed that Jiang Wen had forgotten about Zheng Zeyang since he arrived at the pharmacy, and he didn't even say a word to him when he went out to buy clothes for Fu Yuan.

Zheng Zeyang had no choice but to stay quietly in the pharmacy and wait for Jiang Wen to come back.

Jiang Wen hurriedly bought clothes from Caiyun Embroidery, handed the clothes to the apprentice in the pharmacy, and hurried out again.

When he came back again, Fu Yuan had already been placed in a room, tidied up and placed on a simple bed.

The cleansed face was flushed, and the burned skin was stained with a layer of pink, lying there quietly.

Jiang Wen touched his forehead, but couldn't feel whether the temperature had dropped.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Jiang Wen lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yuan with distress. A young man full of vigor has suffered so much for nothing.

Zheng Zeyang looked at Jiang Wen, the girl really looked too immature, but there was a distressed expression that didn't match her age, some looked like a junior, and some didn't look like it, making people unable to understand.

"I'm here with you," Zheng Zeyang looked at the sky outside, it was already dark, and he couldn't go back today.

"No," Jiang Wen said lightly, "If it's about promises, as long as you need them, send someone to let us know. We won't deny our promises. We live in Fujiazhuang."

Zheng Zeyang rubbed his nose, doesn't he look like a good person? Could he be the kind of person who sees that someone is still in trouble and chases after him?
"Anyway, he has become what he is now, and it has something to do with me to some extent. He should stay here. I don't want to spread the reputation that our Zheng family abused lynching, hurt servants, and framed innocent people in the future!"

Zheng Zeyang was sitting on a chair, leaning against the wall, talking plainly, with some duplicity.

(End of this chapter)