A traitor

When they came to Mei Liusheng's door, they saw that the door was closed tightly. Su Qinglang knocked on the door, only to hear a faint echo from inside.

"Come in……"

Su Qinglang pushed the door open and went in, only to see Mei Liusheng half naked from the upper body, checking his injuries, he quickly turned his back and covered his eyes with his hands.

Quickly explained: "Brother Mei, I didn't do it on purpose..."

Mei Liusheng turned around and saw Su Qinglang, put his upper body clothes together, and said to him: "It's not like you haven't seen it, what are you afraid of?"

Only then did Su Qinglang turn around, holding a folding fan, and said with a smile: "It was an accident last time, am I afraid that Brother Mei will be embarrassed by you?"

Mei Liusheng smiled faintly: "If I'm really sorry, I wouldn't let you in from the beginning."

Su Qinglang looked him up and down, and asked, "Brother Mei's injury, is it better?"

Mei Liusheng nodded, but saw him walking towards her, and said angrily, "You don't feel ashamed to blush when you tell a lie. With such an ugly face, do you still want to hide it from me?"

He walked to Mei Liusheng's side, led him to the wooden table, pushed him to sit down, and was about to check his injury, but Mei Liusheng hurriedly said: "It's better to close the door first."

Su Qinglang let go of him and walked to the door. Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Wen Shiliang stretched out his head to look here like a little swallow. He stood there for a moment, squinted his eyes, and gave Wen Shiliang a brilliant smile. , Then tensed his expression, and closed the door with a bang.

Seeing Su Qinglang's reaction, Mei Liusheng watched him walk back towards him, coughed lightly with his fists clenched, and asked, "The one outside, is Mr. Wen?"

Su Qinglang glanced behind him, and snorted coldly: "A dog meddles in its own business, just look at this and that all day long, and you won't be afraid of sores and needles on your tongue."

Mei Liusheng smiled lightly, and said helplessly, "You and I didn't do anything shameful in the room, what kind of needles are there?"

Su Qinglang walked to his side and was about to take off his clothes when Mei Liusheng said, "Actually, Mr. Wen is not bad..."

"Him?" Su Qinglang raised his eyebrows, then struck again: "The stones in the latrine, the bedbugs in the ditch, and the most poisonous arsenic are not as bad as him."

"Is it……"

With a teasing expression on his face, Mei Liusheng said meaningfully: "But I feel that regardless of our standpoints, you and Mr. Wen could become good friends."

Hearing Mei Liusheng speak for Wen Shiliang, Su Qinglang was very dissatisfied, pinching his waist with his backhand: "Let me be friends with him, why don't you scold me?"

Seeing his furry appearance, Mei Liusheng smiled again, and hastily said, "Okay, I won't talk about it."

Su Qinglang glanced at him angrily again, and lowered his head to untie the gauze wrapped around his body. Mei Liusheng's injury was indeed serious, the wound that had already scabbed open again, and bright red spots appeared on the dark brown blood clot. Flesh and blood were still oozing out, the original white gauze was already soaked in blood, and even the inner garment was stained with blood.

He frowned, raised his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mei Liusheng shook his head, Su Qinglang glared at him from behind, and said: "It seems that when I was rowing just now, I accidentally bumped into..."

As he spoke, he blamed again: "You're clearly injured, why do you still do such hard work? This is great. The injury could be healed in half a month, but now it won't heal in a month."

Mei Liusheng wanted to say, the three people on the boat, with Sun Zizhong's virtue, you can't even beat a woman, if I don't do it, will you be able to row to the other side in the year of the monkey?

However, considering Su Qinglang's always small-minded temperament, he might not talk to him for a month after saying these words, he paused, and swallowed the words again.

He was silent for a moment, looked at the opposite wall and said, "How is Brother Sun?"

Su Qinglang brought hot water from the basin stand, scrubbed his wound, and replied: "The store made an earthen prescription, and it's much better now."

Then Mei Liusheng said slowly: "The relationship between you and Brother Sun is really enviable. I have never seen you care about other people like this."

Su Qinglang's hands stopped, and after a while, he said calmly: "Zizhong is my classmate and a friend for many years. Back then...many people left me, and only he stayed."

As he spoke, he laughed at himself and said, "With his grandfather's temperament and their family's background, how easy is it to get along with me? You don't even need to think about it, you can tell how much he has suffered."

Hearing this, Mei Liusheng lowered his head: "Brother Sun is indeed very kind to you, that's why such feelings are enviable."

Su Qinglang sighed, and said again: "Zizhong, although he sometimes has a bad temper and looks difficult to get along with, is actually the most emotional."

"If he wasn't so emotional, maybe he wouldn't be like this now..."

Su Qinglang's voice gradually lowered: "Because he was afraid of disappointing the expectations of his family, he put a lot of burden on himself. Among us, he is the most regrettable one."

Mei Liusheng tilted his head slightly, and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, "we" involved people he couldn't and didn't want to mention, so he finally fell silent.

Su Qinglang applied wound medicine to him, and changed into clean gauze. It was getting late at this time, thinking that Mei Liusheng was already tired from running around all day, so he didn't stop and bid him farewell.

Coming out of Mei Liusheng's room, it was pitch black outside. He stood in the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and saw bright stars, and a Milky Way pierced through half of the sky.

The trees are rustling, insects are singing, mixed with the sound of the breeze blowing across the river, like a gentle singing, or like a shark girl's crooning, slowly passing through people's hearts.

He stood for a while, then went to the room on the second floor, stepped into the room, and saw that the soldier was still guarding, but he seemed sleepy, and his head was hit like garlic.

He walked over, stretched out his hand, and gave a light push. The little soldier woke up immediately. He was startled when he saw Su Qinglang, and quickly made an apology gesture, but he saw Su Qinglang booed, glanced at him and was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully His grandson Zhong, waved his hand to indicate that he could go.

The little soldier was still in shock, saluted him again, tiptoed to the door, turned his head to take a look, and ran away in a hurry.

Su Qinglang took off the cloth bag on Sun Zizhong's belly, turned his head to look at the direction the soldier left, shook his head helplessly, walked over and closed the door.

I sat in Sun Zizhong's room for the whole night, and heard loud noises the next day. At this time, Sun Zizhong also woke up, and asked vaguely, "Qinglang, what's wrong?"

After a night of rest, Sun Zizhong's condition has improved a lot, but his face is still pale, his spirit is weak, and his voice is weak.

Su Qinglang glanced sideways at the door of the room, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go out and have a look first."

Standing in the promenade on the second floor, I saw the little soldiers of their family arguing with Wen Shiliang, and it was more of a plea than a quarrel.

Su Qinglang walked down, came to him and asked, "What's going on?"

The little soldier said with a bitter face, "My lord, Mr. Wen refuses to give us the prescription."

Su Qinglang folded his arms when he heard the words, looked at Wen Shiliang, and tried to show a kind smile: "Master Wen's prescription, isn't it some kind of family treasure, do you want us to ask for a price?"

Wen Shiliang replied: "If you want me to heal Master Sun, yes, but I have one condition, you must pick the herbs yourself, Master Su, otherwise I will not give you the prescription."

Su Qinglang let out a sigh, and said indifferently: "It's just a prescription. Anyway, Zizhong is already awake, and he can also be good at medicine. Who wants you to treat it?"

Wen Shiliang snorted coldly: "Listen to Mr. Su, even after taking the prescription, do you know the herbs on the list? Or is Mr. Su going to carry Mr. Sun up the mountain and ask him to help you?"

Su Qinglang was stunned immediately, looked at him for a while, and then said: "Even if I agree to go up the mountain, how can I get it without anyone who knows the herbs? Could it be that Mr. Wen is willing to come with me?"

Seeing that the momentum was back to his side, Wen Shiliang seized the opportunity and said mockingly: "Master Su just said directly, you are so ignorant that you don't even know a single herbal medicine, isn't it over?"

Watching them coming back and forth, not giving in to each other, Mei Liusheng sighed: "Both of you, can you act like adults..."

He glanced upstairs, and said again: "Brother Sun is sick, now is not the time to quarrel, you two should think about how to gather herbs."

Su Qinglang was silent for a moment, and finally lost the battle: "Just go, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Wen Shiliang also smiled coldly: "If you go, I will dare to go, but Mr. Su needs to be quicker, I don't have the heart to stay on the mountain with you."

Su Qinglang snorted: "Lord Wen, just keep your eyes open, and don't misread the medicinal ingredients. Besides, given your age and my age, it's not certain who will hold the other back."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, looked at Mei Liusheng and said, "Brother Mei, let someone prepare something, and I'll go up the mountain right away."

"However, let me remind you that some people are old and frail. If they accidentally slip into a gutter, I won't take care of them!"

Wen Shiliang was not annoyed either, he nodded and said: "Master Su, don't worry, if I slip and slip, I will definitely pull you on my back."

No matter what, let him go to the mountain to collect herbs, so don't let Su Qinglang be idle...

Mei Liusheng was speechless for a while, and the corners of his lips twitched, so he had to ask the shopkeeper to prepare a hoe and a basket, thinking that the two of them hadn't eaten yet, so they each brought them a dry food and a water bag.

Considering their safety, they wanted someone to escort them, but the two of them got into a rivalry, saying that they were "strong and strong", "superior in martial arts", "it is no problem to kill a tiger on the mountain", and insisted not to use it. In the end, the guards left with only a hoe and a basket.

Standing at the door, looking at the two walking on the road, still not forgetting the scene of scolding each other, the store owner was a little worried, looked at Mei Liusheng and said, "My lord, those two lords won't fight, will they?"

Mei Liusheng paused, smiled softly, and replied: "No..."

After a pause, he looked at their backs again: "Qinglang...can't beat Master Wen..."