A traitor

Because he was worried about Su Qinglang's situation, Mei Liusheng did not go back at night, but stayed in the hot spring villa.

Sleeping until midnight, he heard someone making a noise. He got up and opened the door, only to see a young man standing at the door, facing Cheng Ying with a sword, looking anxious.

Recognizing the person as Su Qinglang's book boy Ruyi, Mei Liusheng regained his composure and said to Chengying: "Chengying, step back."

Hearing the words, Chengying put the long sword back into its sheath, stepped aside and remained silent, Mei Liusheng then looked at Ruyi and said, "Come here late at night, but what is Master Su doing?"

Ruyi was anxious, coupled with being so frightened by Chengying, she almost cried for a while, and said to Mei Liusheng: "Master Mei, you should go and see the young master, the young master... seems not very well."

Hearing this, Mei Liusheng's mind buzzed, but before he could react, he stepped out.

Su Qinglang is afraid of blood, he already knew this when he was in Yizhou.

At that time, it was only a small wound, which frightened him like that, let alone a good-natured person, committing suicide in front of him.

When I came to Su Qinglang's residence, I pushed the door open and went in. There were a few lights burning in the inner room, and Su Qinglang was sleeping on the bed.

He walked over and looked down at him, only to see that Su Qinglang's face was pale, as if he was haunted by some nightmare, sleeping extremely restlessly.

Thin cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his chapped lips were bloodless, murmuring vaguely from time to time.

Mei Liusheng sat down and called softly: "Qinglang...Qinglang..."

However, Su Qinglang didn't respond, frowning, unconsciously grabbing the bedding, his body still trembling slightly.

Ruyi came to the front, looked at Su Qinglang and said with a choked voice: "Young Master fell asleep shortly after that, and it became like this. The villain doesn't know what to do, so I can only invite Mrs. Mei."

Mei Liusheng leaned down, stretched out his hand to touch Su Qinglang's forehead, and said worriedly: "It's burning..."

As he said that, he looked at Ruyi and said, "There should be a doctor in this villa, and I'll be watching over here. You go and ask for a doctor first."

After a pause, he said to Chengying: "Chengying, you go with him."

Chengying took the lead, and retreated with Ruyi.At this time, only Mei Liusheng and Su Qinglang were left in the inner room.

He looked at the handkerchief next to Su Qinglang's pillow. There were two lotus flowers blooming on the embroidered surface where the mandarin ducks were playing in the water. He didn't know which girl gave it to him.

He glanced at Su Qinglang angrily, took out his sweat towel, and wiped the sweat on his forehead, Su Qinglang seemed to feel something, frowned and said something in a low voice.

Mei Liusheng was startled, and leaned forward to listen carefully, but Su Qinglang fell into a deep sleep, and there was no movement for a long time.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, Mei Liusheng adjusted his sitting posture, helped Su Qinglang up, touched his back, and his inner clothes were indeed soaked.

Mei Liusheng stood up, searched in the room, and found a half-new piece of clothing from the wooden cabinet. Judging from the material and style, it should be left by Su Qinglang who lived here before.

After hesitating by the bed for a moment, he got up and closed the door. He sat beside Su Qinglang, hesitantly said: "Qinglang, if you don't change your clothes, you will catch a cold..."

Seeing that Su Qinglang was still unconscious and unresponsive, he said again: "I... I'll try to hurry up, just stop seeing you..."

Saying that, he reached out his hand hesitantly, and reached for Su Qinglang's inner coat, but just as he opened the front, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

On the white porcelain body, there are ugly scars intertwined in all directions. These scars are deep and shallow. The only characteristic is that they are all left from a long time ago.

The instruments of torture in the Heavenly Prison of the Southern Tang Dynasty are notoriously scary, especially the current emperor, who is very afraid of the rebels, so the instruments of torture they set up must be aggravated.

He heard that if a person with martial arts goes into the prison, he will be chained through the bones of his lute. Even if he does not die, he will become a cripple for the rest of his life. Su Qinglang, a scholar, received a much lighter punishment.

However, his muscles and bones were still injured, and it was difficult for him to save his life under such severe torture.

Now, after the passage of time, the wounds that were originally bloody and bloody were like terrifying poisonous insects attached to his body, which was still shocking.

Mei Liusheng couldn't bear to look any longer, so he ripped off his shirt with rough hands, and avoided seeing him, and changed into clean clothes for him, after a long time of tossing, it was finally finished.

Xu changed into comfortable clothes, perhaps because he sensed that there was someone beside him, Su Qinglang seemed much quieter.

Although he was still not awake, his originally frightened and anxious expression had become calm and peaceful. He lay on the bed and fell asleep with balanced breathing.

After a while, he murmured indistinctly again, and Mei Liusheng leaned down to listen, only to see his eyebrows furrowed, and he repeated: "Xie Yu..."

Mei Liusheng was startled, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He was in a daze for a while, then looked at Su Qinglang again, and saw him stretch out his hand again, as if hysterical: "Xie Yu!"

This sentence is clear, and the voice is very loud, even if you stand at the door, you can hear it clearly.

If that young master of the Xiangfu came, he was afraid that the jar of jealousy would be overturned, and Mei Liusheng suddenly realized the reason why Ruyi chose to look for him instead of that young master Qin at this time.

After all, he is not Qin Huan, and he doesn't even have the right to get angry.

He glanced at Su Qinglang again, stood up and wanted to go out the door, but stopped after walking a few steps, turned back, picked up the handkerchief beside Su Qinglang's bed, walked to the back window of the room, Throwing the handkerchief far away, he closed the window and went out.

After standing outside the door for a long time, Chengying and Ruyi came back, followed by an old doctor who was over sixty years old.

Mei Liusheng and the doctor briefly explained a few words, and then invited the doctor to go in, Ruyi was anxious at the side, and Mei Liusheng also put his heart in his throat.

Seeing that the doctor took Su Qinglang's pulse for a while, he stood up and touched Su Qinglang's forehead, and looked at his left and right eyelids.

Finally, he sat up straight, looked at Mei Liusheng and said, "My lord, did Master Su have this symptom before?"

Mei Liusheng had no choice but to look at Ruyi. Seeing Ruyi sobbing and choking, she choked up and said, "Young Master, although he is usually not in good health, it's just minor illnesses. See the doctor. He'll be fine after taking the medicine. He's never been like that. It’s like this today, I’ve been falling asleep and can’t wake up.”

The doctor asked again: "But I don't know Mr. Su, if he is sick, what kind of medicine do he take?"

Ruyi is very strange, I don't know why he asked such a question, thought for a while, then sobbed and said: "Small... I don't know, but according to the housekeeper's order, it should be some typhoid or something, it's nothing special."

The doctor twirled his beard when he heard the words, and finally asked: "On weekdays, who are the people who treat Mr. Su?"

Ruyi was even more surprised, and said at a loss: "Just... just some doctors from the medical clinic, and the imperial doctor in the palace has also visited several times."

"They, have they ever said anything?"

Ruyi thought for a moment, then shook her head: "Every time I have a diagnosis and treatment, I always leave some prescriptions and leave after a few orders, but I didn't say anything special."

He paused, realized something, widened his eyes in horror, looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, what happened to our young master? Is he seriously ill?"

The doctor was perplexed for a while, and finally looked at Mei Liusheng and said, "My lord, please take a step to speak."

Mei Liusheng's heart sank, and she followed the doctor out, only to see that the doctor hesitated to speak, and seemed to hesitate.

Seeing this, he first opened his mouth and said: "If you have something to say, the old man may as well just say it. How is Master Su's condition?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment and said: "Master Su is just weak and frightened, he just had a fever for a while, he will wake up soon after taking the medicine, sir, don't worry."

Mei Liusheng was relieved a little, but at the same time he said in doubt: "Then..."

The doctor's questioning just now was by no means random, thinking of Su Qinglang's appearance, he was still a little worried.

I just heard the doctor say: "Master Su has such a physique, must he have been injured before?"

Mei Liusheng nodded. Seeing this, the doctor knew that his diagnosis was not wrong, he was also relieved, and said, "Sure enough, Mr. Su's current condition is nothing, it's just that his body...may have been injured before. I haven't been able to recuperate well, if this continues, I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious."

Mei Liusheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "But he usually looks like nothing."

The doctor smiled wryly: "Frozen three feet, it is not a day's cold, Mr. Su is like that paper doll now, it looks beautiful from the outside, but it is empty inside, adults should know that the most important thing is to live." It's just a breath of vitality, thanks to Mr. Su's firm will and his youth, otherwise he might have fallen down long ago."

Thinking of what the mad Taoist said once, Mei Liusheng felt even colder in his heart. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked the doctor: "Then, is there any way?"

"This……"

The doctor was also very embarrassed, and sighed: "Those who treated Mr. Su before should have noticed this matter, but no one dared to say it, even the imperial doctor in the palace was helpless, and only treated it as an ordinary disease, villain ..."

He paused, and seeing Mei Liusheng's gradually bewildered face, he finally changed to a euphemistic way of saying: "Lord Su is just hurt at the root, and his Qi is weak and weak. If he recuperates in the future, don't bother to worry about it, maybe he can still recover." It is still possible to recover, after all, you are young, and you can stay there."

Mei Liusheng hummed, bowed his hands solemnly to the doctor, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, old man."

The doctor waved his hands and said he was ashamed, and said that he would go back, and ordered someone to bring the decoction. Mei Liusheng thanked him again, and called Chengying to take him back.

He turned around and walked back to the room, and saw Ruyi kneeling in front of Su Qinglang's bed, crying profusely.For a while, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Seeing Mei Liusheng came back, Ruyi knelt forward two steps, raised her head and prayed to him, "My lord, is our young master alright?"

Mei Liusheng avoided his gaze, glanced at Su Qinglang, then looked at him again, smiled faintly, and said comfortingly: "He is just tired, and he will be fine after a night's rest."