[Old Nine Gates] I will call you when you come again

After the maid cleaned up the broken cups and went out, Nan Zhu instantly softened like a deflated rubber ball.Lying on the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered her body, and fell into a drowsy sleep.Such a talisman drained most of her energy, and after a few days, she might not be able to recover.

Essence is the most difficult thing to recover.During this sleep, Nan Zhu didn't even eat lunch, and slept until night.Upon waking up, the room was dimly lit, and a black figure was sitting by the bed. Nan Zhu subconsciously fished out the charm from the bedside to cast a spell on him.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Zhang Qishan.

Rubbing his swollen forehead from sleeping, Nan Zhu sat up and leaned against the head of the bed: "If you scare me like this, I'm afraid I will die from your fright before I finish playing in the tomb."

"I'm not feeling well, why don't you call the doctor." Zhang Qishan's eyes hidden in the darkness were slightly distressed, and his voice was calm, "In the future, don't say such things."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk if I don't say anything. I have nothing to do, just take a rest." Nan Zhu stretched out his hand to cover his face, and yawned, "Don't break into my room next time, the whole world If anything, I'll be fine."

"Wake up, go down and have dinner." Zhang Qishan is not willing to say a serious word now, although Nan Zhu's voice was not loud in the past, it was full of energy, unlike now, it sounds like it has no strength.

Nan Zhu responded, and after Zhang Qishan left the room, he fumbled and turned on the light.Now, I could see clearly that what Nan Zhu said was all right, was not really all right.Nan Zhu, who had always had a rosy complexion, was now pale and his lips were pale. He looked like he was seriously ill.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, Nan Zhu felt a burst of coldness and shivered.He took out the black coat from the closet and put it on, went to the bathroom to wash his face, looked up, and Nan Zhu himself was also frightened.After coming to Changsha, she tried to do some loss-making things, just like now.He patted his cheek, trying to make her face look more rosy.Before going downstairs, Nan Zhu took the lip paper and licked it, which made her look better.

Seeing Nanzhu's ruddy complexion, Zhang Qishan heaved a sigh of relief, and asked his servants to bring up the hot dishes.

"Looking at the sky, it's already past the meal time. Do you always eat so late?" Nan Zhu didn't make a move, but only glanced at the angelica old duck soup on the table, and the maid next to her quickly served it to her. A bowl was placed in front of her.

Using a spoon to wipe off the floating oil, he lowered his head and took a sip.Before the soup went down his throat, Nan Zhu felt his throat tighten, and a fishy smell surged up. He bit his lower lip tightly with his white teeth, and finally couldn't help it, and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This time, everyone was frightened.As soon as Zhang Qishan's face changed, he stood up quickly, walked to Nan Zhu, hugged her and went upstairs without saying a word, while ordering his servants to invite a doctor, his voice was like three feet of ice, almost freezing the people present stiff.In the past at this time, the Zhang family had almost turned off the lights to rest, but this time, the lights were brightly lit.

All the servants did not dare to sleep, and guarded there tremblingly, for fear of offending the Buddha.Ever since he came to Changsha, when Zhang Qishan was the most angry, he didn't show it so clearly, so no one would feel at ease.

The rosiness that was hit by Nan Zhu has faded now, and the red lips have been wiped clean because of wiping the blood. Now it seems that Nan Zhu's face is paler than that of the best snow silk point.

"Where is the doctor! Why haven't you come yet!" Zhang Qishan's face was as cold as ice at the moment, seeing Nan Zhu's heart warming, he was moved.

Stretching out his hand to hold Zhang Qishan's hand, his voice was a little weak: "I'm fine, it's just that I can't make up for my weakness. There are too many medicinal materials in the old duck soup, which makes my blood active."

"You said it's fine just now." The implication is that Nan Zhu's words are not credible at all, and he will no longer believe Nan Zhu's words.

Pulling the corner of her mouth, Nan Zhu could swear to the sky that what she said was the truth, but there was no way she would not believe it.Zhang Qishan called out because he thought he was an old doctor who had practiced medicine for many years. Poor doctor, he was quite old, and he would be tossed by these people when he slept.

Rubbing his old waist that was about to fall apart, he sat on the chair beside the bed, and the old doctor stroked his beard and felt Nan Zhu's pulse.After a while, Nan Zhu was asked to open his mouth again, look at the tongue coating and palate, and then look at his eyes, and he was relieved.

"Buddha, ma'am, it's all right, it's just that I don't need to make up for it. I've been eating lightly for the past few days. I'll prescribe a prescription. Three bowls of water will be boiled into one bowl, twice a day." The old doctor stroked his beard and sat down to prescribe the medicine. up.

Zhang Qishan kept holding Nan Zhu's hand, not letting go for a moment.In the end, he asked the housekeeper to send the doctor back, and asked someone to cook millet porridge for Nan Zhu.

"Look, I told you I'm fine, but you insist on asking for a doctor." Nan Zhu put his other hand on Zhang Qishan's holding her hand, and comforted him, "Although my medical skills are not as good as my master's, I am also better than Changsha's. The doctors here are much better, and I know best about my health."

"Nonsense!" Zhang Qishan shook his face at Nan Zhu for the first time, but he was a little scared in his heart.Er Yuehong's wife made Er Yuehong lose her mind, and it was not good.He didn't want Nan Zhu to suffer from a long-term illness like Er Yuehong's wife.

After cooking with Nan Zhu for a while, the servants brought the steaming millet porridge. The person next to him hurriedly put a small table on Nan Zhu's bed. Zhang Qishan took the millet porridge and put it on the table.Nan Zhu was about to reach out to take it, but was stopped by Zhang Qishan.

Looking at the big hand holding a small spoonful of porridge in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes, Nan Zhu still couldn't help it: "I just lack of energy and blood, not a serious illness that cannot be cured!"

"Drink." Zhang Qishan said without bothering to talk to her, keeping his hands in front of Nan Zhu.

There is no way, Nan Zhu froze, Zhang Qishan froze with her, if you don't drink, they have plenty of ways to spend with you.What's more, I haven't eaten much for almost a day, and I'm already hungry.Holding Zhang Qishan's hand, he swallowed the warm millet porridge in one gulp.I have to say that the Zhang family's chefs are skilled, and the millet porridge is better than other people's.

After Nan Zhu took a sip of porridge, he took the next sip.It took half an hour to go back and forth, and finally finished the bowl of porridge.Seeing that Zhang Qishan had put down the bowl, the servants who were waiting at the side hurriedly cleaned up, not daring to delay for a moment, they hurriedly backed out.

"Go down, my wife and I are resting." Zhang Qishan waved away the servants waiting in the room, took off his clothes, revealing the white shirt inside, took the towels and pajamas that the servants brought just now, and went to the bathroom .

Nan Zhu looked dumbfounded, she just said that the servant brought something to Zhang Qishan, and wanted to ask, but Zhang Qishan stuffed it with a mouthful of porridge, and didn't give her a chance to ask.Thinking of the scene waiting for him, Nan Zhu blushed unapologetically.He also felt that she and Zhang Qishan had experienced life and death, they were brothers, and it was nothing.

Zhang Qishan went in and just took a cold shower and changed into pajamas. When he came out, he saw Nan Zhu leaning against the head of the bed and fell asleep. He walked over with his steps lightly.Lifting the quilt, she calmed down, moved Nan Zhu to a comfortable position, hugged her and fell asleep.

Hugging Nan Zhu to sleep is something he has always wanted to do.

Maybe it was because Zhang Qishan's embrace was too warm and stable, Nan Zhu had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up early the next morning, the place beside him was warm, and Zhang Qishan was no longer in the room.Rubbing his hair, after a night's rest, Nan Zhu felt much better, at least his face was not so pale.

Hearing the commotion in the room, Zhang Qishan ordered the maid waiting outside to knock on the door quickly, and shouted: "Madam, you are awake, please ask the servant to come in and serve you."

"No need, you can do your work." Nan Zhu didn't notice that it was Madam instead of a girl who was calling her after a whole night of trouble yesterday, so he lifted the quilt and took the folded cloak neatly placed on the bedside table for himself. Put it on, and stepped into the bathroom with soft fur slippers.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Nan Zhu had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Qishan called her last night, Ma'am!Now Nan Zhu was in a bad mood, and when he changed his clothes and was about to go out to find Zhang Qishan to argue, the maid waiting outside hurried forward.

"Ma'am, breakfast is ready, and this servant will take you there." The maid slowed down her voice, and she already regarded Nan Zhu as the mistress in her heart.

A lady blocked him, but Nan Zhu couldn't vent his anger. After all, he was just a servant, and he obeyed his master in everything.Moreover, she is indeed hungry now.Nan Zhu touched his flat stomach, and followed the maid to the dining place.

There are all kinds of small snacks on the table, presumably to make Nan Zhu have an appetite and eat more.This time, there is no main millet porridge, but black rice porridge.Slowly simmer for three minutes, I'm afraid the chef got up to cook the porridge before dawn, and cooked it before she woke up.

Sitting at the dining table, Nan Zhu drank a sip of porridge, only to find it fragrant and delicious, and his appetite greatly increased.He stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of crystal lotus root cake, which softened and was sweet in the mouth. This chef has put in a lot of effort.The maid was relieved to see Nan Zhu's delicious food.Her wife's food is delicious, so she and Buddha have an explanation.Yesterday's Buddha really frightened them, which shows how much this lady occupies in Buddha's heart.

After eating and drinking, Nan Zhu rubbed his stomach and asked, "Where is Zhang Qishan now?"

"Go back to madam, Master Buddha has gone to the second master's mansion with Master Jiu now, and he said that he has something to do, and he will be back in a while." The maid stood beside her, speaking clearly, fearing that Nan Zhu would not hear what she said. In a Changsha accent, "Ba Ye is at the mansion now, do you want to see Madam?"

"Well, that's right," Nan Zhu stood up, and was about to follow the maid to meet Qi Tiezui. After thinking about it, he added, "I'm not your wife, just call me a girl."