This benefactor is very kind

When Bai Zhi opened his eyes, he knew that he had been rescued. There was still a smell of medicinal herbs in the air. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Bai Zhi immediately sat up. He reached out and touched his face. The mask was still on. The hidden button was also untouched.

This is a dilapidated temple, and what he was lying on was also a haystack that was simply paved. On the ground, there was a bowl that did not match the surrounding environment, a white porcelain bowl with light blue patterns, and the inside of the bowl was black. Baizhi is very familiar with the smell of this medicine, and it also smells like this in the medicine boiled for him by the right protector when he was injured before. Looking at the words next to it, written in coal: the wound is so deep that the bones can be seen, but fortunately no bones and muscles are injured , take good care of it, and it will be cured at the beginning of the month.

The handwriting was beautiful, Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows, drank the medicine in the bowl, and then wiped off the coal handwriting on the ground with his shoes.

This man is very good.

He rescued people but did not take him home, but found a ruined temple at random, and left after the rescue. His mask was not even touched, and his clothes were not touched except for the left shoulder.

And write with coal.

Bai Zhi raised the corner of one lip, and the peach blossom eyes also curved into beautiful arcs, and there seemed to be water flowing inside, extremely radiant.

He suddenly had a very strong interest in this savior who had never shown his face from the beginning to the end.

He has grown up so big, and he has never seen such a good person.It's just... so cute.

Song Yuan went back to the house after dinner. The atmosphere at the dinner table was very weird. It was better with his father on weekdays. These days, it was only him, his stepmother and the young master. Get up and say goodbye.

"Yuan Bao, has he left?" Song Yuan read the book for a while before remembering this, and asked Xiao Si who was standing beside him.

He has always had a shallow sleep, but this morning when the sky was getting dark, he heard a heavy muffled sound outside the wall, and immediately woke up, thinking that something had fallen off, so he put on his clothes and asked Yuan Bao to go out to have a look together.

Whoever imagined saw the man with blood on his shoulders lying on the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing was very weak. Song Yuan was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to check the wound, and found that it was not as serious as it looked. Medical skills can be diagnosed and treated, so Yuan Bao was asked to carry him to a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city.

After wrapping up the wound, Yuan Bao boiled the medicine, he found a piece of coal in the ruined temple and wrote, and then took Yuan Bao home, it was already night, thinking about it, that person should have left.

"Let's go. I took a look at it while I was having dinner at night. After I left, I drank the medicine and the words written by the young master were wiped off. I thought I would wipe it off. Didn't Thinking of that person being destroyed." Yuan Bao said with a smile.

"Well, I see." Song Yuan nodded.

"But young master, why... you saved him and didn't let him know that you saved him?" Yuan Bao was a little puzzled. The jade bib that the man was wearing looked like a priceless item. The young master saved him, so maybe he As soon as he repays his favor, the young master can move out alone?This house is full of smog, and the young master's life is too miserable.

Song Yuan's biological mother passed away when he was three years old, and the master married another woman to come in. On the surface, that woman treated Song Yuan extremely tenderly, but in fact she was a snake-hearted person behind the scenes, especially after her own son was born. Harsh Song Yuan, not allowing Song Yuan to study medicine, is really vicious. Their family is a doctor, and Song Yuan is the eldest son, but the stepmother does not allow Song Yuan to study medicine. The servants looked angry and felt sorry for their young master, who was so talented but would be ruined.

"Why do you want him to know?" Song Yuan saw what Yuan Bao was thinking, couldn't help sighing, and asked again, "Don't mention this matter today."

Of course he also saw the jade bi, but what he was thinking was not like Yuanbao, but that the person was wounded by a sword and was dressed in night clothes. To get in touch with this kind of person with a different status and save his life, but he happened to meet him.

And if his stepmother finds out that he knows medicine, it will inevitably be another trouble.

Although Yuan Bao couldn't figure it out, he was just a servant after all. After the young master gave orders, he stopped thinking about it. He touched the teapot and found it was getting cold, "Master, I'll go and change the pot of water."

"Well, let's go."

Song Yuan is seventeen years old, he is like a phantom at home, his status is very low, his father doesn't like him, and his stepmother doesn't want to see him even more. Fortunately, he has paved his way for the future and entered the court.

Whether he likes entering the court or not, this is his only choice.

This fall, he signed up for the provincial examination, and when he passed the Juren, everything would be fine.

Rubbing his forehead, Song Yuan felt his mouth was a little dry, and wanted to touch a glass of water to drink, only to remember that Yuan Bao had taken the teapot away.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Song Yuan frowned and got up from behind the desk.

Before reaching the door, Yuan Bao rushed in with a nervous expression, "Master, Master!"

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan sat back on the desk again, "Where's the teapot?"

Yuan Bao closed the door and ran to the desk, "Master, I just heard the steward say that we are going to move! Everything is being packed! Why haven't we heard anything about it!"

Song Yuan sat up straight, looked at Yuan Bao, "Did you really hear that?"

"Well, is this still false?" Yuan Bao nodded sharply, "I heard the steward's order to the servants, and I heard it clearly, saying that he wants to move to the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Jiangnan?" Song Yuan frowned and pursed his thin lips, "Father never mentioned this to me...why is it so sudden?"

Yuan Bao was also very anxious, "Master, what do you think of this?"

Song Yuan shook his head, "I'll ask my father tomorrow morning."

If he really wanted to move, why would his father tell him, what happened?

Is it because of this reason that I haven't seen my father these days?

Song Yuan lost his mind to read again, Junxiu kept furrowing his eyebrows, Yuan Bao retreated outside wisely and didn't bother him anymore.

After a while, someone knocked on the door and came in. It was the maid next to the stepmother, but she was very polite to Song Yuan and saluted respectfully.

"Master."

"It's so late, what's the matter?" Song Yuan asked.

"That's right, Eldest Young Master, Master asked me to come over and tell Eldest Young Master, pack up my luggage, and move at noon tomorrow." The servant girl said word by word with her eyes downcast, "This matter was decided in a hurry, so I didn't inform Eldest Young Master until now. I brought some maids outside and asked them to help the young master organize things."

Song Yuan was silent for a while, and then waved his hand to let the servant girl go down.He had doubts in his heart, but it was difficult to ask, and since his father sent someone to inform him now, he must have been in a hurry, and it was not the time to ask, besides, he was just a maid, so there was nothing to ask.

The Song family has practiced medicine for generations, and it is also an old brand. Now they have moved recklessly, or moved to Jiangnan so far away, fearing that their father encountered some trouble here, or it was a big trouble, so big that they fled in such a desperation.

Song Yuan sighed, his father had a bad temper, and always offended people because of such and such things. Although he was superb in medicine, not many people really loved and respected him.

After dialing the pen washer on the desk, Song Yuan suddenly felt a little uneasy, and his heart was very uneasy. There was a strange feeling overflowing from it, which made him feel erratic.

"Master..." Yuan Bao hesitated to speak, seeing Song Yuan's tired expression, he wanted to remind him that it was time to go to bed, but he didn't dare to speak, he also guessed that their hasty move was to escape or get into trouble Yes, he has been born for 16 years, and has been a servant of the Song family for ten years. This is the first time he encountered such a thing, and he panicked himself.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan glanced at Yuan Bao, then remained silent for a while, before saying, "Go to bed, it's getting late."

Yuan Bao thought that the young master was still worried, so his lips twitched a few times, wanting to comfort the young master, but then he thought, what is comforting?What consolation?The relationship between the master and the young master is not good, and the young master of the medical center and pharmacy at home is suppressed by his stepmother and has never set foot in it. What comfort?There is really no consolation.

Yuan Bao was even a little happy in his heart, look, I don't want to see the young master's master and stepmother causing trouble, oh, and add a young master.

"Hey, young master, I'll wait for you to go to bed." Yuan Bao narrowed his eyes again and said with a smile, the bun face is very cute.

Song Yuan couldn't help but also pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that this ingot was considerate, "No, just bring me a basin of water, and I'll wash my face."

"Okay." Yuan Bao responded and walked out quickly.

After washing, undressed, lay down and put on, Song Yuan closed his eyes, he was actually not sleepy, since his father moved, his country examination was a waste.

"Hey..." Let's take one step at a time, Song Yuan thought.

The next day, the sound of talking and walking and various heavy objects being dragged on the ground sounded early in the yard. Song Yuan frowned, opened his eyes and got up. What's more, he still had something on his mind last night, it was already late when he really fell asleep, and now he was woken up so early, his chest felt tight and his head felt dizzy.

Sitting for a while, this situation is still not good, Song Yuan pursed his lips, just at this time he heard Yuan Bao's deliberately lowered voice from the yard, "Be gentle! Let's be gentle! Hey, I said you ..."

"Yuan Bao." Song Yuan called out.

Yuan Bao in the yard ran in immediately when he heard the sound, "Master, you were woken up? Hey, I told them to be quiet..."

"It's okay, prepare the washing tools for me." Song Yuan interrupted Yuan Bao's complaining muttering, got up and put on his clothes, and felt that his hair was really in the way, so he couldn't help but sighed again, "It's time to cut..."

Yuan Bao didn't hear this, and Song Yuan said that he ran out when he was preparing to wash the tools, otherwise if he heard it, he would have yelled to persuade him not to cut it.

Song Yuansheng is handsome and beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes like her biological mother, very seductive and good-looking, and his temperament is very good, indifferent and gentle, and he is calm in dealing with things. It is rare that a gentleman is like a bamboo like a jade. Yuan Bao likes him very much when he sits quietly. Reading after the desk, if there is sunlight falling on the book, coupled with his long hair hanging down his waist, it will be a living painting.

It's a pity that this long-haired ingot with hanging waist has never been seen, let alone hanging waist, just a little past the shoulder blades, Song Yuan will order him to trim it.

Just after washing, the maid from last night came in, and she bowed to Song Yuan, "Young master, there are too many books in your study, Madam asked us to pick up and pack two big boxes for you, do you want to go and have a look? If there is anything to see, we will put it in for you."

The maid's eyes were a little evasive, Song Yuan smiled, he didn't need to look to know, what was put in was what his stepmother ordered him to read on weekdays, and what was not put in was naturally medical books and some Four Books and Five Classics.

"No need, let's just do that." Song Yuan didn't feel anything, anyway, he had read it all and memorized it in his mind, it didn't matter whether he took it with him or not.

Yuan Bao turned his head and curled his lips, always like this, this woman is always like this, guarding against the young master, not letting the young master learn this or read that, why is her heart so dark?

But so what?The young master is not very intelligent, he can't see that the young master is smarter than his son, so he suppresses it everywhere, but talent is something that she can't do anything about, Yuan Bao's mouth curled up happily when he thought of that young master.

Thinking of that woman's chest tightness and headache all day long, Yuan Bao's mood suddenly became brighter, and when the maid went out, he even sent a paragraph with a smile.

"Yuan Bao, bring the money with you." Song Yuan said in a low voice suddenly. His stepmother was harsh on him and wouldn't give him any money for several months. Sometimes his father would give some when he thought of it. If he couldn't go out, he would save the money. Hidden in the dark cabinet next to the bed.

Yuan Bao nodded quickly, "Don't worry, young master."

The author has something to say: In ancient times, hair could not be cut casually, and it was believed that "hair" was inherited from parents, but ours is an overhead, and the plot requires it, so we don't pay attention to it ^-^