Zheng Quchi pursed his lower lip and pointed at the food in front of him: "You used to have a mouthful of chestnut soup and a mouthful of vegetables when eating, but you just ate a mouthful of wheat buns and didn't touch the plate of pork tongue salad. Are you unable to eat the chestnut soup, or do you think my cooking is not to your liking?"
Yu Wensheng subconsciously covered his ribs with his hands, and said calmly with a calm expression on his face: "Have you been looking at me this whole time?"
Zheng Quchi ignored his words, but observed his movements: "Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"
That location should be the stomach.
Thinking about his picky eating, no, it should be an anorexia, so it would not be surprising to have stomach problems.
"What does it mean to be uncomfortable?" Yu Wensheng's crimson lips turned slightly purple. He breathed softly and smiled faintly: "It's always been like this, but today it seems to have affected my mood a bit."
After Zheng Quchi heard this, everyone was dumbfounded.
It's always been like this... In other words, his stomach has always been uncomfortable, right?
In the past, he could tolerate it and deal with it as usual, but today he behaved a little strangely, and she discovered it. This can only mean - "Are you confused because of the pain?"
Seeing as he is only in his twenties, how could he have such a serious stomach problem? Isn't he worried that he won't be able to survive it and end up with a gastric perforation?
With the current level of medical care, if you really get this disease, it will be fatal.
She always knew that he didn't like to eat, and he would eat every meal when he was hungry, but she never thought about the reason why he couldn't eat. If he really had stomach problems, eating too much or too little would increase the discomfort in his stomach.
Yu Wensheng laughed when he heard her complaining, but he stopped laughing halfway, and his beautiful eyes gradually turned red: "Really? If you feel confused in pain, you will be in a bad mood?"
"Not only that, but he also wants to kill someone."
Seeing that he didn't seem to take this matter to heart, she was a little worried about his condition at this time. After much hesitation, she still made full mental preparations and stepped forward.
First, he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. There was a thin layer of cold sweat, like ice.
Yu Wensheng gently closed his eyes, covered with two rows of slender eyelashes. Now he has no aggressiveness, and his tired laziness and languor seem to have covered up all the armor and hardness on his body. , he looks so pure and beautiful, as clear and fragile as crystal.
Zheng Quchi once again dreamed of her handsome husband who was weak and unable to take care of himself and needed her care.
Illusion, everything is an illusion!
She quickly shook her head to get rid of all the messy things in her mind.
I touched the back of his hand again, it was also cold.
That does not work.
Even if there is no gastric perforation, it may be a gastric ulcer or gastritis.
"Have you ever vomited blood before?" she asked seriously.
Yu Wensheng didn't open his eyes and said softly: "I vomited."
Is the vomiting of blood so severe? !
She asked anxiously: "How many times have you vomited?"
He opened his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes curled up in a perfect arc, and smiled softly: "How many times have I vomited? I have to count them slowly..."
Zheng Quchi reacted immediately, and she hurriedly said: "It's not the kind of blood that you vomit due to injury, but the kind of blood that you vomit when you feel stomach pain."
"Does this hurt and make you vomit blood?" Yu Wensheng asked her doubtfully.
"...It's okay if it doesn't happen. Maybe the situation is not as serious as I thought." She breathed a sigh of relief.
She is not a medical student. She has only heard that gastric ulcers can vomit blood. In rare cases, gastric perforation may corrode large blood vessels, causing both perforation and vomiting blood. There are also more serious cases of gastric ulcers, which can vomit blood. As long as he doesn't vomit blood, he can probably be saved.
Yu Wensheng's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts: "Are you worried that I will die?"
Zheng Quchi was asked so directly that he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
She had never thought about it before.
In her mind, Yu Wensheng has always been an extremely powerful person. Not to mention that she thinks so, even if she asks anyone from Ye State, they will not think that Yu Wensheng is someone who needs to worry about others.
Therefore, she never thought that no matter how powerful a person is, as long as they are human, they are still made of flesh and blood. They will also feel pain and sadness after being injured, and they will also encounter dangers, leading to unpredictable life and death.
Look, such a huge creature is no different from an ordinary person once he falls ill.
He asked if she would worry about his life or death?
To be honest, she is really worried now.
If he really died, she couldn't imagine what would happen to Ye Guoguo, what would happen to Fu County, what would happen to their Sang family, and what would happen to her.
Some people don't think they are very important when they exist. Once they are lost... everyone will probably die together.
It turns out... his existence has always been blessing and supporting the stability and peace of so many people.
She made a decision immediately: "Wait for me here first. I'll get a hot towel and apply it on your painful area. Then I'll ask Aunt Ling to come over and take a look at you."
Yu Wensheng said: "No need."
"We can't delay it any longer. You are so concerned about my affairs that you have to bring Aunt Renling to the camp to give me timely treatment, but you are so indifferent to your own body. What on earth are you thinking?" Zheng Quchi frowned. Clamp a fly.
Seeing that she was about to leave, he stretched out his arm, took her hand, pulled her aside and sat down.
He stretched her hand from the hem of his clothes into his cold abdomen. The warm feeling made him slightly close his eyes in comfort, and slowly leaned on her shoulder.
Zheng Quchi froze, and her left hand felt like it was being pressed on a piece of elastic ice. The strange and smooth touch made her whole body tingle.
"W-what are you doing?"
Yu Wensheng's voice was very low: "I don't need a hot towel, just warm me up."
Is he using her as a thermos?
"If you are sick, we have to treat you. What you do is just temporary relief." She advised earnestly.
"If you don't try it, how will you know it doesn't work?"
Zheng Quchi wanted to say, don't try, she's not a ginseng doll, she can cure diseases with just a touch. She is sure that this will have no effect except psychological comfort.
"The body is yours, and I can't persuade you. But if it doesn't work, you'd better go see a military doctor."
Yu Wensheng said nonchalantly: "It's useless. I've seen the best imperial doctor in Ye country, and he said that I have a problem with my childhood. There is no other way but to raise me."
Play as a child?
Isn't he a noble son of Ye State? Why would Xiaoluo get this kind of disease?
Zheng Quchi guessed: "When you were a child...were you too picky about food, so you often skipped meals?"
"It's not that I don't want to eat, but..." His too bright eyes were fixed on the air, and his expression fell into the shadow, as dark as an epiphyllum: "I need to compete with the dog for food."
When Zheng Quchi heard this, his heart skipped a beat, just like the feeling when he stepped on the air.
She felt that she should not continue discussing this with him.
There is a saying that goes well, the more you know, the less good it is, but human curiosity is so strange, it can control her and ask involuntarily: "So you have been so vicious since you were a child, even dogs Can’t beat you?”
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she shut down.
Damn it, her brain must be in knots, she can actually ask such a question without a brainstem?
But when Yu Wensheng heard this, his reaction was different from that of ordinary people.
"Haha..." When Yu Wensheng heard what she said, he was not angry at all, but smiled happily. However, because the movement was too big, it affected his abdomen, and he breathed heavily again, as if he was enduring a colorless pain. .
"Yes, even dogs are afraid of me." He said with a hoarse laugh.
Should!
Tell him to laugh at her.
But she still carefully and gently rubbed the area on his stomach, hoping to relieve him of some pain.
"Well, your parents don't care about you?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she seemed to have stepped on a thunder again.
I remember that Wang Zebang reminded her not long ago. He said that he could not mention his biological parents in front of the general, and said that this was a taboo.
She really doesn't want to open any pot.
But she can't be blamed. The topic has reached this point. Isn't it just a casual thing to ask about his parents?
"I'm asking randomly, you can-"
Yu Wensheng said: "My mother... died because of me, and my father wished that I would die... You think, who would care about such a monster and scourge like me?"
Zheng Quchi swore that it was such a cold day, but she was sweating on her back.
She really stepped on the thunder and suddenly revealed such an unknown secret.
She thought of the barbarian who was beheaded by Yu Wensheng when they were at Tianqi, and what he had cursed and cursed before his death.
He said - Yu Wensheng, you are such a monster, no wonder your parents have been cursing you to a bad death until your death...
He also said - you bastard! Bastard! Do you think no one knows where you came from?
Every word was a vicious word and a vicious insult. At that time, she only thought it was the other person's resentment before his death. But what if, what he said was true...
Cold sweat was pouring down Zheng Quchi's back, and his heart was beating in panic.
Will she be killed by Yu Wensheng afterwards because she knows too much?
"Um...you're not feeling well, you'd better rest for a while and stop talking."
As she said this, she felt guilty and cowardly and stretched out her hand to close his eyes, moved her position, and laid him flat on her thigh.
Escape is shameful, but useful.
Yu Wensheng was indeed in a bad state at the moment. He was at her mercy, his body was limp, and he fell asleep leaning on her.
"Quchi..." he whispered as if dreaming.
Zheng Quchi heard it, and she leaned closer to listen: "Ah? What's wrong?"
"Are you... also resenting me?"
With this sentence, she couldn't tell whether he asked it when he was sane or when he was not so clear-headed...
But she remained silent for a moment, having no answer in her heart.
And her silence lasted for too long. Yu Wensheng's breathing had stabilized and he fell asleep.
"Why does Liu Fengmian have to be Yu Wensheng? It's so annoying."
She scratched her hair and muttered in annoyance.
——
Not long after, Wang Zebang came over. When he learned that Yu Wensheng was unwell, he immediately called the guards to call the military doctor.
Seeing that Wang Zebang had arranged Yu Wensheng's affairs in an orderly manner, Zheng Quchi was very relieved to leave him to Wang Zebang's care.
Under the dissatisfied and accusatory eyes of the other party, she left Yu Wensheng as a patient and ran to Fu County.
She came to the Casting Department, considered all aspects of the situation, and planned to directly skip the step of converting iron ore into pig iron and purchase pig iron directly from the blacksmiths.
Taking advantage of the power of moistening the soil, she found three old blacksmiths with decades of skill in the foundry department, planning to let them help her refine steel.
She used the steel filling method. This steel filling method is also called the Tuan Gang method, or the raw and cooked method. It is one of the most outstanding achievements of China's early steelmaking technology.
Before she explained to them the principles of the steel filling method and the forging techniques, she made a three-part agreement with the three of them, and the methods she taught could never be disclosed to others.
Worried that her prestige was not enough, she also roped in Runtu, the cavalry inspector, to supervise her from beginning to end and serve as a third-party witness. When the blacksmiths heard that she was working for the general, they were already trembling with fear and dared not disobey, but Runtu was even more unstoppable. , directly wrote three military orders and asked them to sign them.
It's safer now.
After returning to the camp, Zheng Quchi asked Runtu if Yu Wensheng had told her to give her the wages settled for her.
Runtu nodded and presented the money bag he had prepared earlier with both hands.
"When did this money come from..."
"The general has already allocated a sum of money to Runtu. He said that Madam is short of money and can provide it at any time."
After Zheng Quchi listened, he was silent for a moment and reached out to take it.
But when I weighed it, I found that the purse was heavy and tight. It didn't look like it was just a piece of silver.
So, with a skeptical attitude, she took it apart and took a look.
Nestled in the money bag, the round, shiny object almost blinded her.
She took a long breath: "It's gold..."
She looked at Runtu in surprise: "Are you sure this is for me?"
Of course Runtu would not lie: "Yes, these are given by the general to his wife. If they are not enough, the general has said that you can ask him for them at any time."
"This, this is too polite."
Zheng Quchi looked at the huge gold in his hand and really felt that with such a generous boss like Yu Wensheng, it was wrong for her to choose to switch jobs from the Mo family to him.
Since he was so helpful, Zheng Quchi felt that he should reciprocate the favor: "Runqidu, please pass this thing to the general for me."
Runtu saw her take out a small cloth bag from her waist and hand it over, so she reached out and took it.
He knows what it is.
Because at Fu County Market, he witnessed her struggling for a street, and finally went back and bought it.
"yes."
When Runtu handed Zheng Quchi's things to Yu Wensheng, he was no longer as weak and sickly as before, but instead looked like a nightmare that had sucked up enough energy, with a kind of evil and morbid joy all over his body.
He opened the bag, took a piece of sweet candy and put it in his mouth.
He smiled so much that he narrowed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing or amusing himself: "She actually likes this kind of sick and weak person..."
It's still the more miserable and pitiful look.
There was a smile in his eyes, as if he had discovered some difficulty that could be overcome, and his smile was as bright as a flower.
Wang Zebang hesitated and said: "But General, if you pretend, what if Madam discovers you one day..."
"As long as it's true, it doesn't count as pretending."
He could indeed prevent anyone from noticing the clues, but he wanted her to find out, so he had those "flaws".
Wang Zebang couldn't understand what the general wanted from Zheng Quchi, but if he didn't like the misfortune, he would only get sympathy.
(End of chapter)
