Good luck and marriage: marrying the governor of Dongchang

Chapter 213 Suffering
It was still early when Lu Huai came back from the imperial court.

Someone was selling jade hairpins on the side of the road. He heard the vendor's yelling, his thick long eyebrows were pressed down, and his eyes were a little dazed.

When I opened the car curtain, I saw that the peddler was a middle-aged man, not the stall I met before, but an old woman.

He lowered the curtain in a disinterested manner, leaned back slightly, and closed his eyes.

After a while, he straightened up suddenly and made the bearer stop.

Letting them wait in place, he walked slowly away, aimlessly, and he didn't know where he was heading.

When he stopped, he looked up and saw a house.

On the plaque, there are two large characters painted with silver hooks on iron, Liyuan.

His deep black eyes narrowed, those two words were mentioned by himself at the beginning.

At that time, he was still the governor of Dongchang who was "making waves" in the court. Apart from handling court affairs every day, he was fighting wits and courage with Liu Zhi and his gang. Of course, almost every time, he was the one who crushed them.

Those days were actually quite peaceful.

It's just too repetitive, and it's boring after a long time.

Therefore, he asked someone to build this garden, and he planned to come here to relax when he was free.At that time, Tong Wanjin laughed at him, saying that he was arty, imitating other people's sentimental talents who wanted to hide their charms in a golden house, and even gave him such a weird name, Liyuan Liyuan, but there was not a single koi in the garden.

The past is so far away, it's a bit ironic when I think about it now - it was originally intended to be a place to relax with nothing to do, but I didn't expect it to be used to isolate the smallpox patients in the house.

What made his heart hurt the most was that among the patients here, she was also included.

I heard from Jia Zhen that she was recuperating in Cuilingxuan in the east, and she doesn't know how her condition is now, but if she has improved.

A very strong thought suddenly came to his mind, he wanted to see her, right now, right now.

As soon as this thought came up, it occupied all his mind at a crazy speed.

Standing in front of the garden gate, was about to open the door to enter, but the gate was opened from the inside.

Jia Zhen looked unexpectedly at the handsome and wicked man in front of her, and bowed her hands in salute, "It turned out to be nine thousand years old, why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Lu Huai frowned and glanced at him, "This is my garden, of course I can come whenever I want, do I still need other people's consent?"

Jia Zhen smiled embarrassingly, "Of course it's not necessary, but," he paused, "these are all patients with smallpox. You are nine thousand years old, so it's really dangerous to come here." So you Let's go, if you, the nine thousand year old, also contract smallpox, then he will be in big trouble.

Lu Huaiqi's eyes were not friendly, but he still tried his best to keep calm, "How is my wife, is she better?"

Shen Qingli had only been sent in for two or three days, but he felt that it had been as long as several months.

Jia Zhen said in his heart that he really came to see his wife. Tong Wanjin had told him many times that if he saw Lu Huai get up, he must not let him in. Of course he agreed, and he also expressed his deep agreement, "Madam's condition is serious." It’s not too serious, after the treatment for the past few days, it’s already much better, but we still have to wait a month or so to know whether it can fully recover.”

Lu Huai raised his long eyebrows, a little dissatisfied with the answer, "It will take so long?"

Jia Zhen looked at him in surprise, "Didn't Master Chitose suffer from smallpox when he was a child, didn't it take so long?" It seems that either your body is different from ordinary people, or that my medical skills are too shallow to compare with yours at that time. doctor.

Lu Huaiqi was not in the mood to argue with him, and after telling him to cure the smallpox this time, he left the carp garden.

Jia Zhen looked at his back and rolled up her sleeves.

Sure enough, heroes have been saddened by beauty since ancient times.The same is true for heroes like Lu Huaiqi.

Lu Huaiqi returned to his sedan chair by the same route. Seeing the empty sedan chair, he narrowed his fox eyes.

These people are so bold. Has he been too relaxed with others recently, making them forget what kind of temperament he is.

Looking at the hanging curtain of the sedan chair, he said coldly, "You haven't come out yet, do you want me to go up and invite you, Mr. Wan Jin?"

As soon as the sedan door was pressed, Tong Wanjin got off the sedan chair with a smile on his back, "I saw that you just came back from Liyuan, and I thought you should be in a good mood, so I asked the bearers to go back first. Let's go for a walk together and go to the restaurant for a few cups." There were ridicule and sarcasm between the lines, he was indeed a little angry, Lu Huai got up with so many burdens on his body, but he still couldn't control his heart and didn't listen to his persuasion , I still want to go to Liyuan to see that little girl.

Holding the little abacus in his hand, he glanced sideways at Lu Huai and asked in a strange tone, "How is that little girl? Is her face ugly?"

Lu Huaiqi knew that he was also worried, but he shook his head, "I don't know either."

Tong Wanjin turned his head to look at him in surprise, "You don't know? Didn't you go to Liyuan? Why don't you know?"

"I didn't go in, and Jia Zhen didn't let me in, but he said that Ali's condition is not bad, and there should be no major problems."

Tong Wanjin was speechless, he must be feeling very uncomfortable now, he had already reached the gate of the garden, but he still couldn't enter.

But that's fine too, his safety is always the most important thing.

At night, Jia Zhen will give Shen Qingli an injection to draw out the toxins in his body.

This therapy is very painful and difficult for the patient.

But at the same time, because of this, it is also a very effective method.

Before applying the needle, Jia Zhen thought about it and said to Shen Qingli, "This morning, a person came outside the carp garden."

Shen Qingli's mind was still on the acupuncture, and she didn't react for a while, so she asked casually, "Who is it?"

Jia Zhen took out an extremely thin silver needle from the needle bag, "That man is one you are very familiar with," he raised his hand and stabbed at the acupuncture point, and said at the same time, "Nine thousand years have come. "

Because of excessive surprise and surprise, Shen Qingli didn't notice the pain from the injection just now.

"What does he... nine thousand years old look like?"

Jia Zhen's heart is not very good, his temper is almost worn out, he is not like the [-]-year-old Lu Huaiqi who looked down on all sentient beings from above, but now he seems to have suddenly lost his spiritual support, like a tiger that has fallen into a deep sleep, He is waiting for someone to wake him up, and that person is you, Mrs. Lu.

Thinking this way in her heart, but she couldn't just say it, Jia Zhen thought about her words and said, "Nine thousand years old misses his wife, but he can't come to see you. Although he feels uncomfortable, he is nine thousand years old after all, so he won't Let his emotions show, he still looks the same as usual, Madam don't have to worry."

With that said, another stitch went down.

Just gossiping with each other, Jia Zhen finally got all the needles stuck.

Because there were many other patients, Jia Zhen looked at the censer and said, "Madam, wait for half a stick of incense, and then I will come back and remove the needle for you."

After speaking, he hurried to another yard with the medicine boys.

Only Shen Qingli and two medicine boys were left in the room. Shen Qingli had more than 20 needles on her body, and now she was in pain everywhere. She couldn't move, and could only wait silently for the passage of time.

Seeing that her head was covered in cold sweat, the two little medicine boys comforted her, "Madam, don't be afraid, a stick of incense takes a long time, as long as you get through it, you'll be fine."

"Yeah, ma'am, get through today, and tomorrow and the day after... Well," you'll be better in about seven days or so.

Shen Qingli looked at the needles on her body silently, thinking that the two children might as well not comfort her, she is even more sad now, okay?

The two drug boys felt that Shen Qingli's mood seemed to be getting more depressed, they looked at each other, and lowered their heads for some unknown reason.

After slowly enduring it for a while, Shen Qingli gritted her teeth suddenly. Seeing that her expression was not right, the two drug boys hurried over and asked her, "Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingli frowned, sweating all over her head, "I don't know what's wrong, I feel that the place on my body that was pricked by the needle suddenly became very painful... It hurts so badly, it seems... It seems that a hundred silver needles are hitting me It's like piercing into my body..."

The two medicine boys panicked, "Hurry up, Jiuzhi, go and call your husband, I'm here to guard your wife, hurry up!"

The little drug boy named Jiuzhi quickly opened the door and ran out.

Outside the courtyard wall of Cui Lingxuan, there was a man who was also anxious.

Tong Wanjin looked at the anxiety in Lu Huai's raised eyebrows, and felt a little anxious in his heart, curious about the situation inside.

They have all practiced martial arts, so their eyes and ears are much sharper and clearer than ordinary people.

Therefore, they heard every word of the exclamation of the little drug boy inside.

Because of this, it is extraordinarily uneasy and tense.

Lu Huaiqi clenched his hands tightly and leaned against the courtyard wall, his brows were full of violence and gloom.

He has never hated himself so much as now, he should be more cautious, at the Dragon Boat Festival, he should be more cautious!

He stretched out his fist and was about to hit the courtyard wall, but was stopped by Tong Wanjin.

"It doesn't matter if you hurt your hand, but don't smash the wall down, it will be troublesome."

Inside the courtyard wall, the little drug boy trotted hurriedly, following behind Jia Zhen, "Mr. Jia, Mrs. Lu is very uncomfortable. Please hurry up and see if something is wrong."

Listening, Tong Wanjin breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, stay safe and don't be impatient, look, Jia Zhen is here, everything will be fine, don't worry."

When Jia Zhen entered the room, she saw Shen Qingli who was in pain, her body was shaking from the pain.

He hurried over to give her a pulse diagnosis.

The two little drug boys watched unblinkingly.

After a while, Jia Zhen put down Shen Qingli's hand, and the expression on his face became a little calmer, "This is the effect of acupuncture. Although it is not serious, this period of time is very difficult, and we must get through it." "Looking at Shen Qingli's tightly closed eyes, he said slowly, "Madam, you must persevere. Today is the first day of acupuncture and the most important day. You must persevere."

Shen Qingli was already delirious with pain, but she still heard this sentence.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she reminded herself over and over again to stay awake and not give up halfway.

Finally, the little drug boy looked at the burnt stick of incense and exclaimed happily, "It's time, sir, madam is fine."

Jia Zhen nodded and touched the sweat on his forehead. Although he, a doctor, was only watching from the side, it was not easy.

Outside the courtyard wall, Lu Huai stood up and leaned against the wall, his expression blurred.

(End of this chapter)