Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang was arranged in Nie Xueping's room. Nie Yinbing called three doctors in one breath, two foreign doctors and one Chinese doctor. The order was very clear. Even if Song Yuzhang lost a vellus hair, these three people would not even think about it. better off.

The doctors are well-informed and have excellent medical skills. They are often invited by high-ranking officials in Haizhou to see a doctor. They have also received many similar threats, so they are not panicked. They only check Song Yuzhang's body and treat the wound very seriously.

The wound on the shoulder was well bandaged and there was no need to move it. Song Yuzhang had some broken wounds on the soles of his feet. The foreign doctor treated him, "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

Song Yuzhang didn't feel the pain, but his body was still hot and cold, and his face was a little dazed. The doctor noticed it, so he quickly gave him an infusion, fearing that his fever would be severe, and the wound inflammation would make things worse.

Song Yuzhang was at their mercy, tears dripping unconsciously from the corners of his eyes, these tears were as unconscious as the wounds on his body.

Nie Qingyun came back after having a big fight with the two brothers of the Song family in the patrol room. She heard that Nie Yinbing had returned, and ran all the way into the inner hall. When she saw Nie Yinbing's figure, she immediately rushed over.

"Second brother-"

After crying several times, Nie Qingyun raised his tear-stained face, "The people in the patrol room refused to let me in to see Song Mingzhao, have you found Song Yuzhang?"

"I found it."

"Where is he? Did he say it? What happened?" Nie Qingyun became excited, grabbed Nie Yinbing's sleeve tightly, and looked at him eagerly.

Nie Yinbing deliberated and remained silent. In fact, when people listened to him, they always thought that he was speaking out of his wits. In fact, he was careful with his words, but the words he said were still not satisfactory.

"He's injured and needs rest."

Nie Yinbing's reply made Nie Qingyun's eyes go dark, and he also knew that the second brother had always been like this, so he just said: "Where is the other person, I will ask him personally!"

"He needs to rest," Nie Yinbing repeated, "don't disturb him."

Nie Qingyun shook his hand speechlessly, and shouted: "Nie Mao! Nie Mao!"

Nie Mao ran in, and Nie Qingyun said, "Where is Song Yuzhang?"

Nie Mao looked at Nie Yinbing tentatively, and Nie Yinbing simply said, "He's in the eldest brother's room, you can't go."

Nie Qingyun turned back in disbelief, "What did you say? He is in the eldest brother's room? Why is he in the eldest brother's room? Why is he in the eldest brother's room?!"

With his hands behind his back, Nie Yinbing calmly looked at the hysterical Nie Qingyun, "Because Big Brother loves him."

Nie Qingyun opened his eyes wide.

"Brother loves him very much. If he is a girl, you should call him sister-in-law."

"bullshit—"

Nie Qingyun screamed uncontrollably, "Ridiculous, nonsense, my sister-in-law is Li Yingmei, who died a few years ago, how could my elder brother have anything to do with him!" Nie Qingyun was a little excited for a moment, almost dying Go, she raised her hand to pinch her waist, tried to calm her breath, and tried to use what she thought was a rational and calm tone, "Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing are a couple, and they are good friends. Uncle’s death day—yes, second brother, you were out of town at that time,” Nie Qingyun looked at Nie Yinbing, frowning tightly to resist the tears that were about to fall, “second brother, this is impossible, it’s true impossible……"

Nie Yinbing said: "Go and rest, it's late."

Nie Qingyun walked straight in, and then his arm was pulled.

"Second brother, let go. I'm going to ask him personally. Even if the eldest brother loves him, why did the eldest brother die in the Song family? He is always careful when he goes out. I must ask him clearly. Second brother, let me ask him clearly. ..."

Nie Qingyun sadly supported Nie Yinbing's arm and wept. Nie Yinbing didn't say anything to comfort her, but only stroked her ups and downs with one hand, and said to Nie Mao who was beside him: "Take Miss San to rest, and notify relatives near and far. , mourning."

Nie Xueping's death caused an uproar in Haizhou.

In just half a year, the Chen family went bankrupt and ran away. The Song, Meng, and Nie families all suffered casualties. This was a big blow to all the upper-class families in Haizhou. The relationship between home and family is even more confusing.

For a while, almost the entire Haizhou was discussing this shooting case.

However, Song Yuzhang, who was at the center of the storm, was recuperating at Nie's family in isolation.

To be precise, it was more like he was under house arrest in Nie's house.

After the fever subsided a bit, he asked to see Nie Xueping. The servant of Nie's family called Nie Yinbing. Nie Yinbing came to see him. He touched Song Yuzhang's forehead with his palm, "It's still hot."

"It's okay," Song Yuzhang said, "I'm much better now, I want to go see him."

Nie Yinbing put down his hands and looked at the foreign doctor beside him.

Doctor Yang told the truth that Song Yuzhang's injury was not too serious and it would take some time to recover, but he really couldn't die.

Nie Yinbing said: "I'm trying to restrain my face, you go in a while, he will look better."

Song Yuzhang sat quietly, closed his eyes gently, and slowly opened them again, "It's okay, it's all the same."

Nie Yinbing asked the servant to bring Nie Xueping's old clothes, Song Yuzhang changed into it, the clothes were too big, and the trousers were a bit long, he bent slightly to roll up the trousers, Nie Yinbing raised his hand to stop him, "Don't bend down. "

Nie Yinbing bent down to roll up his trousers, and then picked him up again.

Song Yuzhang hugged his neck weightlessly and said, "I can walk by myself."

Nie Yinbing ignored him and carried him outside, "Be careful."

Nie Xueping's body was still in the inner hall. When Nie Yinbing entered with Song Yuzhang in his arms, Nie Xueping had already changed his clothes, and the embalmer was outlining his cheeks. Song Yuzhang only took one look, then turned his face away again.

"Nie Xueping is dead" - he was very clear in his heart and understood this fact, but when he actually saw Nie Xueping's body, he still felt a strong and incredible pain.

Nie Yinbing put him on the chair beside the body and went out.

Song Yuzhang sat and looked at Nie Xueping again.

The bloody clothes had already been changed, and Nie Xueping put on a dark Chinese tunic suit. Song Yuzhang looked at it for a while, and suddenly another teardrop rolled out of his eyes.

The inner hall was so quiet, Song Yuzhang sat quietly, watching Nie Xueping return to his former appearance, it really looked like he was asleep.

Song Yuzhang stared at his short and dense eyelashes, and was about to have an illusion. Maybe Nie Xueping would open his eyes in a second and smile at him gently.

But this is impossible.

A dead person cannot be brought back to life. He understood this truth when he was 14 years old.

Can only accept.

Only accept.

Song Yuzhang was wearing Nie Xueping's old coat, and asked the embalming master beside him, "Can I touch him?"

"Yes, yes," said the embalming master, "be careful not to use too much force."

Song Yuzhang stretched out his hand and lightly touched Nie Xueping's cheek with his fingertips.

Nie Xueping's cheeks were cold, neither warm nor soft, Song Yuzhang withdrew his hand and touched his own cheeks, his cheeks were hot and moist.

Song Yuzhang sat quietly for a while, then heard noisy voices outside, as if someone was arguing, he looked at Nie Xueping, his lips moved slightly, "Go out and have a look, what's going on outside?"

"Why can't I go in?"

Nie Qingyun turned pale with anger, "My own elder brother, I can't go in and see? What's the point?"

Nie Mao stopped her, "Miss San, don't worry."

Nie Qingyun sneered and nodded, "I see, he's in there, right? Well, then I'll go in even more. Song Mingzhao is hiding in the patrol room, he's hiding in Nie's house, and he's hiding in my elder brother's mourning hall—"

"Miss San, Second Master said..."

"Sister Qingyun."

Song Yuzhang came out from the inner hall.

When Nie Qingyun saw him, he wanted to rush over angrily, but was stopped by Nie Mao and several servants, "Miss San, don't be impulsive!"

"Song Yuzhang, tell me clearly how my elder brother died!"

"He went to the Song family well, why did Song Mingzhao kill him..."

Nie Qingyun has been excited for a day and a night, and she has no strength to be excited anymore. She leaned on the arms held up by several servants, and she slid down while crying, "Who will give me an explanation..."

The servants hurriedly grabbed her, Song Yuzhang walked over, leaned down, and pulled Nie Qingyun's arm with one hand, Nie Qingyun dragged him to the ground with his backhand, and the servants went to help the two People, Nie Qingyun ignored those stretched out hands, just stared at Song Yuzhang, "Tell me, Yuzhang, tell Sister Qingyun, how did my elder brother die?"

Song Yuzhang half-kneeled in front of her, and said in a low voice, "He protected me and blocked a shot for me."

Nie Qingyun was stunned, tears rolled down from her eyes, she choked up and said, "Really?"

"real."

Nie Qingyun turned his face away, took a deep breath, turned his face away again, and looked at Song Yuzhang with red eyes, "At Meng Huanzhang's funeral that day, the person who made out with Meng Tingjing in Meng Tingjing's yard was you?"

"Yes."

"Then big brother?" Nie Qingyun asked incredulously, "What is big brother?"

Song Yuzhang lowered his eyelashes, "He loved me, and I loved him too."

Nie Qingyun was stunned again, she was sitting on the ground in a daze, and suddenly remembered that she was chatting and laughing with Song Yuzhang once, and casually talked about some erroneous affection, she didn't care, and asked Song Yuzhang to agree with her, Nie Qingyun Suddenly she closed her eyes, with tears streaming down her cheeks, and her palms clutching the dust on the ground, she had nothing to say, she really had nothing to say.

"Second Master..."

Nie Mao raised his face in a panic, Nie Yinbing came striding forward, and the servants immediately dispersed when they saw this, Nie Yinbing said: "Why are you sitting on the ground?" He bent down and put his arms through Song Yuzhang's waist And knees, he was picked up again, and the servants quickly helped Nie Qingyun up.

"Qingyun," Nie Yinbing looked at Nie Qingyun, Nie Qingyun raised his face in a daze, and Nie Yinbing said solemnly: "This is the person that Big Brother desperately protected."

Nie Qingyun swallowed, she nodded slowly, and finally understood the meaning of the weird second brother, her eyelashes fluttered up and down for a while, she pushed the servant's hand away, and staggered to Nie Yinbing to meet her Song Yuzhang in his arms looked at each other.

Song Yuzhang is really beautiful, even though his face is pale, there is a kind of fragile and touching beauty.

Nie Qingyun said: "Brother doesn't want you to die, so you can live well."

Song Yuzhang looked at her quietly.

Nie Qingyun said: "You must... live for Big Brother... all your life."

Finally, the word "alive" spit out from her lips, with a kind of resentment and injustice, and fell coldly and sharply. Nie Qingyun took a deep look at Song Yuzhang, turned and left.

Nie Yinbing walked back with Song Yuzhang in his arms. Song Yuzhang leaned in his arms, his cheeks were still hot, but his heart was very peaceful.

Nie Yinbing carried him back to Nie Xueping's room, and asked the servant to fetch some warm water. He lifted up Song Yuzhang's trousers, revealing a bruised calf.

Nie Yinbing put his calf on his lap, lowered his head to examine the bright red bruise on Song Yuzhang's calf, "Be careful in the future, don't get hurt again."

Song Yuzhang didn't say a word, just lowered his eyelashes silently.

The servant brought warm water, Nie Yinbing twisted the towel, and wiped the wound on his leg very gently. After wiping the wound, he picked up the wound medicine beside him, "It will hurt."

Song Yuzhang still didn't feel the medicine powder sprinkled on his legs, he just looked at Nie Yinbing fixedly.

After the medicine was finished, Nie Yinbing put down his trouser legs, and Song Yuzhang suddenly said, "I really feel ashamed."

Nie Yinbing raised his face, and Song Yuzhang's face was still stained with tears, "I owe him a life, and I can pay him for it," Song Yuzhang looked at Nie Yinbing calmly, "But Yinbing... I won't live for anyone."