The cold wind is blowing, biting the bones.
At a time when everyone in Fengjing was wrapping up their thick jackets, the much-anticipated Qingzhu Master Xu Mo actually fell into the cold pool in the Imperial College and his lips turned white when he was fished out.
Fortunately, the second son of the Jiang family came to his aid. He was rushed to Wen's Medical Center and tried his best to save her.
It's a pity that it's just a rescue.
I heard that the cold air entered my lungs, causing me to cough every day, and I coughed up blood several times.
Everyone felt regretful, thinking that they could compete with aristocratic families and strive for outstanding candidates who could take the exams again, but they died like this.
There are also some who are suspicious, always feeling that it is too much of a coincidence, why did they suddenly fall into the cold pool, and why did they not drown directly, but were rescued.
No matter what they thought, Xu Mo just lay on the bed, motionless.
Jiang Sheng grabbed Wang Xiaozhu's powder and applied it carefully on the side, for fear of missing any area.
"It's okay Jiang Sheng." Wen Zhiyun whispered from the side, "If you keep applying it, I won't be sick, but you will feel completely cold."
Chang Yan was drinking water and almost choked to death at these words.
"Then you have to apply it evenly." Jiang Sheng pressed it twice more, "Fortunately, Sister Xiaozhu doesn't like the aroma, and it doesn't smell like powder, otherwise I would have to use flour."
Chang Yan coughed even more violently, and even Xu Mo, who was lying down, couldn't help it and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, okay." Zhang Xianglian came in at some unknown time, "Xiao Mo is sick. You have to have some attitude and don't laugh around."
After saying that, he took out the tea cup, nodded at the corner of his eyes, and left with choked sobs.
Jiang Sheng puts away her makeup and thumbs up, but in terms of acting skills, Aunt Zhang is still better.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.
Several children looked solemnly and looked out through the crack in the door. They turned out to be Jiang Chengfeng brother and sister.
When they came in, they went straight to the room. When they saw the pale-faced Xu Mo, their eyes were red, "What happened? Didn't it just fall into the water? Why did it hurt the lungs? How could you try this?"
Jiang Sheng pursed his lips.
Xu Mo pretended to be sick. In order to avoid gossip, only the people who entered the small courtyard knew about it. The others kept it secret. Yesterday, the master came over and cried twice.
Today is probably the turn of the Jiang family brothers and sisters.
"Brother Xu." Jiang Chengfeng stayed for a long time before hitting the wall with his fist. "It must be a conspiracy of the Fang family. It must be that I failed to protect you. I am sorry for you."
"Brother, don't be like this." Jiang Chengyu was heartbroken and rushed to stop him.
Xu Mo, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and said in a calm and weak tone, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"It's okay after everything is like this." Jiang Chengfeng was angry, "I'm going to beat Fang Yuan to death. It's all the Fang family's fault. It's all them."
He said, really turning around.
Xu Mo quickly reached out to stop him, then he lay down again after remembering that he was weak.
Almost exposed.
"Brother Jiang." He took a breath and spoke as slowly as possible, "Listen to me, don't act rashly, read all the books I gave you, and when you understand them, I will be cured."
"Really?" Jiang Chengfeng was doubtful.
Those books are as thick as four fingers together. After reading them, it will be at least the beginning of the next spring.
"Really." Xu Mo said firmly.
The next spring will be the time for a trial. How could it not be cured?
Jiang Chengfeng let out a breath, sat for a while, left a lot of medicinal materials, and told him to go to Jiang's house for help at any time, before leaving with his sister.
Next is the Dou family.
Dou Shangshu came alone, looked at the pale student, sighed and felt extremely sorry, and also scolded the Fang family, hating them for not being humane, and annoyed Xu Mo for not being careful.
"Don't worry, adults. The students are fine." Xu Mo felt increasingly guilty and did not want to deceive his respected teacher. "The students will be in good health and I promise not to delay the exams next year."
Dou Weiming only thought he was comforting himself, nodded heavily, and left two ginseng sticks.
A few days later, Qi Huai and Zhao Yuan also came, bringing with them a girl in black with red eyes.
There were a lot of caring words, and scolding the Fang family was also an indispensable part. If scolding people behind their backs really made them sneeze, it seemed that the Fang family would be immersed in sneezing all the time.
At the end, Qi Huai took Xu Mo's hand and said in a deep voice, "Brother Xu, I will try with you. You must win, and the Fang family cannot succeed."
Zhao Yuan had tears and snot pouring out of his nose, "Brother Xu, you have to get better, you have to get better, we are all waiting for you."
"I will." Xu Mo raised a pale smile.
Even though his body was healthy, he vaguely felt the powerlessness of being sick, not physically, but from the pitying looks of countless people, who felt sympathy but could not say it, a hopeless future, and helplessness.
Qi Huai and the girl in black left, and Zhao Yuan also left after a long time.
Surprisingly, someone from the Zhu family came.
In addition to Zhu Sihuan, there was also a young master of the Zhu family who warmly inquired about the situation, observed calmly, and even touched Xu Mo's wrist several times.
When he felt his extremely weak pulse, he showed a bit of pride, "It seems that Mr. Xu is really unlucky to have fallen into the cold pool. I can only hope to get better soon. If I can't participate in the examination next year, I can still work hard in four years."
However, Zhu Sihuan's expression changed slightly, and there was unstoppable worry in his eyes, "I want to get better."
Xu Mo waved his hands with a wry smile, his face became increasingly pale, and even his lips were black.
"Brother Xu..." Before Zhu Sihuan left, he secretly left two hundred taels of silver, "Treat the disease well and don't let the evil people get what they want."
Xu Mo held it in his arms with mixed feelings.
After the Zhu family, the Yao family came to deliver some medicine, and the He family actually sent someone to visit. I don’t know what kind of mood they had.
But for the brothers and sisters who entered the small courtyard for the second time, it didn't matter anymore.
They stayed with Xu Mo quietly, taking turns every day to tell him about new things outside, or reading quietly with him and watching him play seriously.
The days pass by leisurely, and the New Year is approaching.
The whole Fengjing was beaming with joy, but they were quiet as usual and didn't even buy new clothes.
"Why is the second brother not back yet? Does it take so long to settle the sheep?" Jiang Sheng looked at the red lantern outside in a daze, "He doesn't know our plan yet, will he be scared when he comes back?"
If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.
The next day, the tired Zheng Ruqian knocked on the door.
Before he could unload the sheep or even show off his great achievements in Shangjun, he rushed straight to Xu Mo's room.
Obviously, he heard the commotion outside and knew that Xu Mo was seriously ill.
Just knowing that he knew it, Zheng Ruqian still couldn't hold it back when he saw his pale brother lying on the bed, wailing, "Brother, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with us? Last time we came back, such a big sister was missing. This time when I come back, my eldest brother is sick and may die of illness."
"Brother, wake up. Don't let anything happen to you. Don't let anything happen to you. We can't live without you."
