Zhao Cheng straightened his aching waist and glanced at Xia Ying.
"I don't care what you do. I'll help you take care of your wounds. Just leave as soon as possible!"
He was very dissatisfied with Xia Ying's behavior. As the saying goes, repay kindness with kindness and repay hatred with straightness. He saved Xia Ying once. Logically speaking, Xia Ying shouldn't come to his house again. After all, what good could it be if she was so sneaky that she didn't dare to let anyone trace her whereabouts?
Now that she jumped over the wall and caused Zhao Cheng's fields to fall apart, it was neither a matter of throwing her to the government nor keeping her.
So Zhao Cheng decided to let Xia Ying leave as soon as possible after the wound was treated, and warned her not to run here again. This was not her safe house.
Xia Ying spoke, her voice a little hoarse: "Your name is Zhao Cheng?"
"Ah, what's wrong? Do you recognize me?"
"I have news about your wife Zhou Rushuang."
Zhao Cheng stopped sewing the needle, raised his head with a solemn expression, stared into Xia Ying's eyes and said, "Are you threatening me?"
Xia Ying shook her head, took out a paper ball from a leather bag at her waist, and handed it to Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Cheng took the paper ball and opened it. He saw that the piece of paper was actually the receipt Zhou Rushuang issued when the official media bought Zhao Cheng.
Because it was published by the official media of Qinghe County, it is clearly written on it, when, where, and who spent how much money to buy so-and-so. The official media matched the two as husband and wife.
"I went to Peidi and stayed in a ruined temple on the way. I found this receipt in the ruined temple. It was well preserved. The robe you gave me has your name embroidered on it, which is also called Zhao Cheng. I will I wonder if it’s the same person.”
Xia Ying paused as she spoke, took a breath and then continued: "Later, I heard a lot about you and your wife in the village. It turns out that you lived in that ruined temple and it didn't take long for you to live here. "
"There is a villager who once worked as a porter for a period of time, traveling from Peidila Stone Tablet to Shangjing. When he returned some time ago, he saw your wife sitting in a sedan chair from a distance. It is said that her teacher was accompanying her. They were following It seems that a person named Bai is going to Beijing together."
Xia Ying said softly: "I didn't want to threaten you, I just heard that your husband and wife were separated by chance. It seems that you don't know her whereabouts yet, so..."
Zhao Cheng fell silent, waved his hand and said, "Let's not mention this matter for now. Your wound must be treated as soon as possible." After that, he lowered his head and continued to suture the wound.
Zhou Rushuang followed Bai Jingtao. Although Zhao Cheng was very reluctant to believe this, he had to believe it. There was circumstantial evidence from Xia Ying's mouth that she did follow voluntarily.
Bai Jingtao is from Shangjing. If they don't go back to Shangjing, where else can they go?
The matter of Zhou Rushuang leaving home has always been a thorn in Zhao Cheng's heart. He could not understand why Zhou Rushuang suddenly made such a decision when he was fine the day before.
But knowing that Zhou Rushuang was safe, Zhao Cheng felt a little more relaxed. As for the reason for her departure, he would definitely have the opportunity to ask in person in the future.
"If you want this wound of yours to leave no scars, you need to sew it more tightly. Just be patient."
Zhao Cheng put aside all his thoughts for the time being and concentrated on suturing the wound.
It didn't take long for a qualified trauma treatment to be completed. After suturing the wound, the bleeding had stopped. Zhao Cheng rinsed the sutured area again with soju, then wrapped the wound with steamed gauze and wrapped it tightly around the outside.
"What on earth do you do? Why do you get hurt every time I see you?" Zhao Cheng washed away the blood on his hands and looked at Xia Ying and asked.
Xia Ying thought for a while, took out a dark sandalwood plaque from her leather bag and said, "I work for the Ministry of Punishment."
Zhao Cheng didn't expect that this somewhat silent girl would actually be a Buddha.
"Then your injury..."
Zhao took over the sandalwood sign and saw that the wooden sign was exquisitely designed. The name and identity of the holder were engraved on the front, and a general physical description of the holder was on the back.
Xia Ying said: "I am handling a case, and the destination is Peidi."
"These injuries were all caused by attacks by unknown persons, which means that my whereabouts have been exposed. If the investigation continues, the information obtained may be wrong."
"I planned to go back to Beijing to report to the Ministry of Justice, but I didn't expect to be robbed and injured again on the way. I had no choice but to come to you, and I was worried about causing you trouble, so I tried my best to avoid the eyes and ears of others..."
Zhao Cheng believed Xia Ying's words.
Because Xia Ying is very open-minded, she sat in the bathtub and bowed her hands in greeting when they first met. This time, Zhao Cheng injured his leg. When dealing with the wound, Zhao Cheng inevitably had to cut his pants as far as possible to fully expose the surgical field. .
However, after Xia Ying woke up, she did not make a fuss, but took it indifferently, and did not show surprise at Zhao Cheng's treatment method that was obviously different from ordinary doctors.
This attitude made Zhao Cheng feel very relaxed, as if the person sitting in front of him was not an ancient person, but rather someone from modern times.
"You're lucky that this knife didn't cut your artery. If it did, you might not be able to walk to my house." Zhao Cheng found a clean robe and handed it to Xia Ying: "You'd better wear my clothes. .”
Xia Ying took the clothes: "I...may need to...stay with you...for a while."
Zhao Cheng waved his hand: "It is the duty of the people of Dachen to cooperate with the Ministry of Justice in handling cases. It doesn't matter. Your injury needs some time to recover. I just happened to be celebrating the New Year alone, and now I am finally not so lonely."
The next day is New Year's Eve.
Zhao Cheng brought out some snacks he bought. Sunflowers had to wait until the late Ming Dynasty to be introduced to China, and the same was true for peanuts, so Zhao Cheng bought some broad beans, cooked them with seasonings and baked them with salt. They tasted very delicious.
There are also longans, which can be transported long distances after being dried. Some businessmen went to great lengths to transport dried longans from the far south to Qinghe County. For Zhao Cheng, this was preserved fruit, so he bought a lot.
"It's a pity that there is no Spring Festival Gala." Zhao Cheng shook his head and sighed.
Xia Ying asked curiously: "What is a spring bowl?"
"It's similar to singing on stage." Zhao Cheng gave an analogy.
Xia Ying suddenly thought about it and said, "Actually, you don't have to accompany me. If you want to go out to watch a show, just go. I can take care of myself."
After the wound was sutured yesterday, due to the thorough disinfection measures and perhaps because of Xia Ying's relatively strong immunity, the wound showed no signs of inflammation except for some redness and swelling.
Zhao Cheng shook his head: "The Chinese New Year is all about being lively. Let's do this. I'll make a gadget and we can play together."
The gadget he is talking about is playing cards. Compared with chess, playing cards is more diverse and involves luck, making it more fun.
