After the doctor finished diagnosing the pulse, Brother Cheng was the first to notice. He raised his head and shouted weakly, "Mother, why are you here?"
His voice instantly focused everyone's attention on Wei Jingwei at the door. Where no one noticed, Mei Yuanqing took Zhang Ruoruo's hand and quietly let go.
Feeling that the hand behind him was retracted, Zhang Ruoruo turned his head and looked at Mei Yuanqing's handsome side face, feeling sad again in his heart.
He just looked at the "culprit" at the door with hatred.
"I came here knowing that Brother Cheng was injured. Doctor, how is Brother Cheng doing now? If you need any medicinal materials for treatment, just ask." Wei Jingwei ignored their looks and walked straight to the bed.
The doctor was an old man with white beard and hair. Hearing the words, he bowed and said: "I looked at the young master's arm just now. The wound was a bit deep, but it didn't hurt the vital part at all. There will be no problem in moving in the future, but it will take some more time to practice." Okay, don’t move much during these days, don’t get wet, remember. I’ll give you a prescription here, take three servings.”
After saying that, the doctor packed the box and took out a prescription.
"Lian'er, please send the doctor out."
Lian'er took out a purse from her sleeve and handed it to the doctor's hand, and then followed the doctor out in a good voice.
"Mother....."
No one in the whole room, including his own mother, asked how he was injured. Everyone had their own thoughts. Only Wei Jingwei walked in and was immediately concerned about his injury. Brother Cheng was not unmoved. .
"The doctor just told you to have a good rest, so you shouldn't study during this period."
"Son, I know..." Brother Cheng only looked at Wei Jingwei with admiration on his face, which made her stunned for two seconds before her calm expression returned.
Seeing that Wei Jingwei never pretended to be polite, Brother Cheng withdrew his eyes with some disappointment and silently retreated into the quilt.
There was never a shortage of charcoal fire in Wutong Garden in winter, but for some reason, he still felt cold.
A cold feeling from the bottom of my heart.
Zhang Ruoruo, who was watching the interaction between the two of them, didn't notice the sharp nails piercing the palms of his hands.
She hated it so much!
Brother Cheng is obviously her son, why should he show such an expression to that bitch Wei!
Brother Yuan Qing was obviously her husband, but as soon as the Wei family came, he avoided her like a snake and a scorpion!
All of this is Wei's fault!
She took her place!
"What's wrong with Sister Zhang? Why are you looking at me like that?" Wei Jingwei, who noticed Zhang Ruoruo's eyes, looked at her with interest and said.
"I...I don't have anything to do with it. I just think Brother Cheng is really lucky to have an aunt like you who treats him well."
Zhang Ruoruo didn't expect to be discovered, so he was startled, quickly withdrew his eyes and then replied calmly.
Aunt? This is to remind myself that she is never brother Cheng's biological mother.
Maybe she cared about it in her last life, but who cares about it in this life?
"Well, he is naturally a blessed child. His mother died young, but fortunately we took him in. He will naturally be a blessed person in the future."
Wei Jingwei just pretended not to know what she meant and replied calmly.
Zhang Ruoruo turned pale with anger and was about to say something else when she heard Mei Yuanqing say softly: "Have you been drinking today?"
"Yeah." Wei Jingwei didn't know why he asked about this.
"It's late at night, I'll take you back. Brother Cheng is being looked after by his mother here, so you don't have to worry." Mei Yuanqing's voice became a little softer.
She blinked. Did this person misunderstand something?
She looked worried.
"No need, I think there are people here who are more worthy of your care. I'll go back first."
The tenderness in Mei Yuanqing's eyes and a hint of complicated and inexplicable emotions were reflected in her eyes. She didn't know whether Mei Yuanqing was sick or had taken the wrong medicine, but she had already cut off some of her past obsessions in this life.
Now it seems that what he had planned was nothing more than a delusion.
She turned around and walked quickly outside. Soon she was at the door, leaving only a pink skirt.
Mei Yuanqing opened his mouth, and just as he was about to catch up, he felt his hand being held.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Ruoruo's aggrieved and sad expression, "Brother Yuan Qing, Brother Cheng is injured and can't live without me. Please stay with me. I'm scared."
Mei Yuanqing raised his head and looked at the door again. The man had already disappeared.
"okay."
On winter mornings, it gets dark very late. It was still gray outside, but in Hongxia Pavilion Wei Jingwei was already sitting in front of the dressing table, letting Su'er wash herself.
"Have you found the master?"
Not long ago, Mei Mansion, after Brother Cheng got angry and left Zhang Wei, went out to inquire about the teacher.
It's just that this time we can only look for him from a relatively remote place. After all, the name of Mei Yunli, the young master of Mei Mansion, has made many people shy away.
Even though the Mei family promised a lot of conditions and the high-spirited Shu Xiu, no one came to the door.
"I've got it. Master will be here today." Su'er replied while combing her black and smooth hair.
"That's good, his injury is almost healed. Let's start studying. By the way, remember to let Xia Ning come with you."
Su'er seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "Miss, if you don't tell me, I will never forget it. Lian'er and Xia Ning are now as good as siblings, and they are always concerned about his affairs."
"Oh? Xia Ning and Lian'er are very close?" Wei Jingwei frowned.
"Xia Ning is a good child. Occasionally Lian'er goes to the kitchen to get food in winter. Whenever Xia Ning sees him, he will step forward to help. In addition, Lian'er has a good impression of him, so she always takes care of him. This child is also a poor child. , I used to have no one to take care of me when I was young, and I suffered a lot of bullying. I heard from the girls in the house that even the bed I slept on was small and damp." Su'er said with emotion.
Obviously they are the same children, but Xia Ning is so sensible and well-behaved, but her situation is so different from that of the others in Wutong Courtyard.
"Yeah." Although Wei Jingwei thought Xia Ning was good, she would never allow him to take advantage of the people around her.
After listening to Su'er's words, he felt relieved for the time being.
Soon Lian'er and another maid came back with breakfast, and the little Xia Ning came back with them.
He was wearing a very ill-fitting cotton suit, and his nose was red from the cold. When he entered the room, he saluted and greeted Wei Jingwei from a distance.
"Greetings, madam."
Wei Jingwei looked at him and then said softly: "Get up, it's so cold outside, what are you doing here?"
Lian'er was setting the food aside and pouted when she heard this, "I won't let him follow me. I'm afraid I'll let him do all the work in the garden by himself. These old people are really getting better at bullying." "
