Song Wen wanted to follow up to see Song Chengye's injury, but Gu Yuzhu pointed to the horse over there, "Zi Yi is there, go and see him."

The youth stopped immediately.

After deliberating for a while, he still walked towards the team.

Su Ziyi was still in a coma, but compared to the whole family of Hokkien Wang who had been tied up, the soldiers were polite to him when they learned that he was one of their own but had been controlled. They just tied his hands and Someone was carrying him on his back.

When Song Wen saw the unconscious young man, his heart sank.

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand to probe the boy's breath.

Looking back, Gu Yuzhu said in a speechless voice: "Not dead!"

After speaking, she took Song Chengye into the carriage.

Hearing this, Song Wen involuntarily wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, smiled shyly at the also speechless soldiers beside him, and took the boy over.

The soldier reminded very intimately: "This young master has been helping the Wang family in southern Hokkien just now, you have to pay attention."

"Of course." Song Wen nodded, patting the boy's head, full of affection.

He wanted to ask his sister-in-law what to do about this matter, but thinking that she might have to treat the wound for his elder brother, he had no choice but to hold back his urgent thoughts.

Inside the carriage.

Gu Yuzhu sewed needles on Song Chengye while cursing: "The last time Wen Liuxuan asked me for medicine, I shouldn't have thought that you ancient people were weak and couldn't stand such strong medicine, so I kept it secret and didn't give it to him, otherwise, The Minnan King’s family has become a few fools for a long time, how can they have such a crooked mind.”

The past cannot be pursued, and it is simply regrettable to pursue it.

I was still there like a woman, looking forward and backward, thinking that the medicine should not be used indiscriminately, which in turn almost harmed the family members.

"It's nothing." Song Chengye reassured her, "It's just a little skin trauma."

Gu Yuzhu looked at the deep bone wound. Although he knew that he was comforting himself, he still rolled his eyes, "Your servant is really a copper-skinned iron bone. This is still a small wound."

She snorted softly, but the movements of her hands became lighter and lighter.

Although there are a few places where stitches are needed, general anesthesia is not required, only local anesthesia is enough, but it is also psychologically satisfying for the patient to watch the doctor sew the flesh and blood on his body with stitches. torture.

Therefore, Gu Yuzhu moved very quickly.

A smile flashed across Song Chengye's dark eyes, and he reached out and patted her head: "I'm telling the truth. With these injuries, I can explain to my superiors."

As soon as he said this, Gu Yuzhu fell silent.

Although Ziyi was manipulated, he made a mistake after all.

"I hope that person can see these wounds and stop pursuing it." She frowned and sighed, "Otherwise, it's still not worth it."

Sad.

As Gu Yuzhu and Song Chengye had expected, the news that the Hokkien king's family had escaped from Dali Temple quickly reached the emperor's ears.

When they returned to the Song Mansion, they met several eunuchs.

It was none other than Jin Zhong whom Gu Yuzhu knew.

Seeing Gu Yuzhu helping Song Chengye, who was covered in blood, get off the carriage, Jinzhong let out a ouch, and hurriedly said, "How did Mr. Minister get such a serious injury?"

"I encountered some killers during the pursuit." Gu Yuzhu didn't expect to see him here, and was very surprised, "Eunuch Jinzhong is here, but what's the matter?"

She couldn't help raising her vigilance in her heart.

Could it be that they came to arrest Ziyi?

When Jin Zhong saw that Song Chengye and Gu Yuzhu were covered in blood, and there were many scars on their exposed skin, he also took a deep breath.

Mother, this injury is too serious.

He hurriedly said: "Your Majesty heard that the servant and his wife went to chase the murderer in person, and he was afraid that the two of them would be injured, so he ordered the servant to bring the imperial physician. This...how about letting the imperial physician show Lord Song?"

He is aware of Gu Yuzhu's medical skills, but a doctor cannot heal himself.

Gu Yuzhu was still thinking about how to sell this misfortune to the emperor, and now an imperial doctor came to her door, she nodded immediately and agreed: "That's fine, I'm also afraid that my medical skills are not good, so let the imperial doctor take a look on my husband's behalf."

inside the house.

Song Chengye took off his outer shirt, and everyone saw that there were many wounds on his body, big and small, and several wounds were stitched up with black needles and threads, like big ferocious centipedes.

Jinzhong was gasping for air-conditioning "hissing" beside him, only feeling his teeth sore.

From these injuries, he could see how dangerous the two were during the pursuit, and it is estimated that their lives would be lost if they were not careful.

And the imperial doctor who followed was terrified and screamed: "How can you use a needle and thread on a human body? It's absurd. It's so absurd. Which quack doctor is this—"

"It's me." Gu Yuzhu silently interrupted him.

An understatement made the imperial doctor stiffen.

The corner of the imperial doctor's mouth twitched, and he quickly changed his words: "I didn't expect that there are such superb medical skills in the world, and wounds can also be sutured with needles and threads. Good technology, good technology!"

Jin Zhong secretly spat in his heart.

What a shameless guy, he was still swearing at people for the last second, and his face changed too quickly.

If Mrs. Song hadn't pulled the emperor out of the ghost gate last time, and this guy's teacher was Yuan Weizi, I still don't know how the other party would criticize Mrs. Song.

After looking at the wound, he knew that he should go back to report to the emperor, so he said goodbye to Gu Yuzhu: "It's getting late now, and the servant has been out for a long time, so I have to go back and report to the emperor. Come to think of it, if your majesty knows that Master Song has been punished With such a serious injury, you should be extremely anxious."

Eunuch Jinzhong is very good.

Gu Yuzhu smiled slightly, and winked at Yu Lian next to her, "My husband is injured, and I still have to take care of him, so it's inconvenient for me to send you to my father-in-law, please forgive me."

Yu Lian took a step forward, facing Jin Zhongfu with a blessing, "Jinzhong Gonggong, please."

Jin Zhong echoed with a smile: "Naturally, it is Mr. Song's injury that matters."

Yu Lian personally sent Jin Zhong to the gate, seeing the imperial doctor walking in front, she suddenly called out to stop Jin Zhong.

"Jinzhong Eunuch, please stay."

Under the call of this voice, Jinzhong stopped in his tracks: "What else can you do, girl?"

Just as he finished speaking, a heavy object was stuffed into his hand.

Jin Zhong looked down and found that it was a very familiar money bag.

When he came to see off Mrs. Song before, he also received the same one.

Yu Lian said softly: "The master said, thank you for making this trip, Eunuch Jin Zhong, please come and have a drink with Eunuch Zhong Zhong."

The weight of the money bag in his hand was heavy, and it also weighed heavily on Jinzhong's heart.

Why does Mrs. Song give so much every time?

It made him reluctant to refuse.

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