Yuan Zhe relied on his power and money to book the entire Yuelai Inn. After everyone was settled, Yuan Zhe and Gu Qi changed into plain clothes, took off the silver jewelry on their heads, put the precious jade around their waists into their sleeves, left the inn and went straight to the street to look for the person.
Maybe it was an unlucky day, or maybe it was past noon, and the stalls on the street were closed one after another, and the people wandering around were scattered.
Gu Qi opened her teeth and nibbled on the dry skin on her lips, her eyes filled with anxiety as she kept searching.
"Sir, look at the fruits. They are very fresh, big and sweet!"
Finally, at the end of the street, I found the man.
Gu Qi stood a few feet away, the corners of his mouth raised. By chance, the vendor turned his head, the shouting suddenly stopped, and the flattering smile disappeared instantly. I saw him covering his chest with a look of horror on his face, wrapping the fruits in a coarse cloth and hastily stuffing them into the basket.
Seeing that he was about to run away, Gu Qi grabbed Yuan Zhe's sleeve and ran over in a hurry!
"You...what are you doing?"
Gu Qi put her hands on her hips, raised her head and asked, "Why are you running?"
The vendor looked excited and pointed at Gu Qi: "You... you..."
Shortness of breath and clutching the chest, these symptoms seemed familiar.
Gu Qi stared at him, doubts rising on her brows: "Are you injured?"
"Bah, you..." the hawker gasped, and soon sweat broke out on his forehead: "You officials, you bully us ordinary people like this, do you still... have the law?"
"I..." When the words came to his lips, Yuan Zhe changed his words in time: "When did we bully you? This time I am not here for you. I call your wife, we have something to ask."
When the lady was mentioned, the vendor became even more panicked. He thought the two men were going to rob the girl. Regardless of his physical discomfort, he grabbed the basket and threw it at Gu Qi!
"Be careful!" Yuan Zhe stepped forward and hugged Gu Qi. He received a heavy blow on his back and his face darkened: "Damn it."
He turned around, took a few steps and grabbed the hawker's clothes by his neck!
suddenly! The vendor said "Wow" and spat out a mouthful of black blood!
"This..." Yuan Zhe was a little flustered, but he just pulled him, how could it cause him to vomit blood?
Only then did Gu Qi remember that he had the same difficulty breathing when the wild boar hit him in the chest. Is it possible...
"Your Highness!" Gu Qi ran forward, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood around the hawker's mouth: "Take him back to the inn and let Dr. Yan take a look!"
Yuan Zhe frowned, picked up the hawker on his back and ran to the inn!
Gu Qi collected all the fruits scattered on the ground and followed closely behind with the heavy basket on her back.
When he ran back to the inn, he was out of breath. He couldn't help but sigh: The medicine Yan Churong gave him was too powerful, and now he is getting weaker and weaker! Gu Qi put down the basket made of willow branches and stood there breathing heavily.
The waiter saw Gu Qi and rushed over: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Gu Qi waved her hand, pointed at the basket and said, "Put...put it in my room."
"Okay!" The boy was strong, picked up the basket and ran upstairs.
He followed Yuan Zhe's figure and went directly into Yan Churong's room. The hawker had been gently placed on the bed. Yan Churong sat on the edge of the bed and carefully checked his pulse. He then took a feather and put it to the hawker's mouth. The hawker closed his eyes tightly and exhaled intermittently with his mouth open. The feathers trembled with the blowing rhythm. irregular.
Gu Qifang walked lightly and walked over, "How's it going?"
Yan Churong raised his head and frowned, "My chest is bruised and my breathing is not smooth. But..."
"What?" Yuan Zhe stood beside him, his eyes a little nervous.
"But he seems to have an old disease caused by stimulation."
"How to treat it?"
"Ah, look!" Gu Qi exclaimed!
Yan Churong and Yuan Zhe looked over and saw blood coming from the vendor's nose!
"It's broken!" Yan Churong growled, quickly took out the handkerchief, wiped it carefully, and said to Yuanzhe: "Your Highness, please go to the drug store to buy some Bupleurum, Angelica, Rehmannia glutinosa, red peony root, Platycodon grandiflorum, Achyranthes root, etc. Peach kernel, let someone make a bowl of salvia and turtle soup, don't bleed it, just warm it on the fire."
Yuan Zhe rushed out of the door without saying a word!
Gu Qida stood there, his head in a daze.
Yan Churong looked out and saw Yuan Zhe walking away, so he whispered: "Xiao Qi, find a way to contact his family."
"What's the meaning?"
"If you are injured in a short period of time, the blood has not yet condensed and you can still cough it out. If it is delayed for too long, it is a hidden disease. Now this person is stimulated and anxious..." Yan Churong sank and looked at Gu Qi: "I'm afraid, I have to prepare for the funeral."
Gu Qi was stunned and unconsciously took two steps back, swaying slightly. Ever since I saw a hawker covering his chest and unable to speak smoothly on the street, I felt bad, but I never thought it would be so serious! Could it be that Yuan Zhe was too harsh and hurt the foundation?
"Xiao Qi, there is no time to delay."
Gu Qi came to his senses and ran out in a panic!
Running all the way to the end of the street, I saw a figure standing at the end of the street and looking around.
"Zhou..." After he shouted, he realized that his voice was trembling. Gu Qi tightened his voice, opened his mouth and shouted towards the figure: "Zhou Suping!"
The man was shocked, turned around slowly, and looked confused. He took a few steps forward to identify the person coming, and then backed away in fear!
"Don't..." Gu Qi saw her stumbling to run, so she ran over again!
"Don't run!" He grabbed Zhou Suping's arm and said urgently: "Follow me, follow me to the inn, your man is at the inn!"
Zhou Suping was shocked, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground holding Gu Qi: "Sir, my husband is an honest man. If he, he offends you, I will apologize to you!"
After saying that, he was about to kowtow, but Gu Qi stopped him: "No, he, just come with me!"
Gu Qi pulled Zhou Suping and ran towards Yuelai Inn.
By the time the two arrived, the hawker had already woken up, leaning against Yan Churong, slowly drinking the soup.
"Brother Hao!" Zhou Suping stepped into the threshold and saw her man lying on the couch with a pale face and red blood marks on his mouth. She rushed towards him!
"Suping, Suping..." The vendor forced a smile, raised his hand to hold Zhou Suping's hand, and comforted him: "I'm fine, I'm fine."
Yan Churong took the medicine bowl, helped the young man lean on the edge of the bed, stood up and pulled Gu Qi out.
After raising her feet and walking out the door, Gu Qi refused to leave.
She stood outside the door with mixed emotions.
Hearing the bursts of sobbing in the room, Gu Qi's eyes were slightly wet.
"Brother Hao, isn't everything fine? Why, how could it be serious?"
The vendor inhaled slowly and said with a smile: "Suping, from now on, please find a good family to marry."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"The doctor told me," the hawker covered his chest and took a breath, tears streaming down his eyes, "I don't have much time left."
"This...how is this possible?" Zhou Suping cried uncontrollably, tears flowing freely along the rough wrinkles on her face.
"Su Ping, Su Ping..." The vendor raised his hand and wiped her tears gently, and said distressedly: "If I go, just wrap it in that coarse cloth, dig a hole and bury it. Don't buy a coffin and a shroud. Waste of money..."
Before he finished speaking, blood flowed from his nose again!
"Brother Hao, Brother Hao!" Zhou Suping was so frightened that she raised her hand to wipe. Unexpectedly, the more she wiped, the more she wiped. Her eyes were full of fear and distress, and she wailed: "Someone! Help! Brother Hao! Brother Hao!"
Gu Qi's eyes suddenly widened and he pushed the door open and entered!
Seeing this, he was so scared that he trembled all over. He took out the handkerchief, but because he was too panicked, he didn't send it to him for a long time.
"Pei Qihuan, you go out first."
At some point, Yuan Zhe walked in, holding Gu Qi's shoulder with one hand and holding Gu Qi's trembling hand with the other. He slowly took out the handkerchief from Gu Qi's hand, handed it to Yan Churong, and walked out of the door with Gu Qi in his arms.
My head was confused and I couldn't think. Until he entered Yuan Zhe's room, Gu Qi looked dumb, staring straight ahead and his mouth slightly open.
This made Yuan Zhe feel distressed. Xu Shuo once said that Pei Qihuan was born weak and could never be happy or sad, but he was sentimental. If things continued like this, wouldn't it kill him?
"Pei Qihuan," Yuan Zhe took Gu Qi into his arms, raised his hand and stroked her head, suppressing the anxiety in his heart and said softly: "Slow down, slow down..."
I blinked my enlarged eyes twice, and tears rolled down like a bursting bank! His whitened lips trembled slightly, he raised his hands and grasped Yuan Zhe's clothes tightly, burying his head in his head and crying!
From two adjacent rooms, whimpering sounds came one after another. The sound was so loud that the girls stuck their heads out and looked outside. The waiter passed by Yuan Zhe's room and saw the door open and the two hugging each other. He coughed awkwardly: "Sir, the turtle soup you asked for is ready."
Gu Qi let go and wiped his face.
"Send it to the next room."
"Okay." The waiter knocked on Yan Churong's door with turtle soup, and then heard the creak of the door opening.
"Your Highness, I'm okay." Gu Qi lowered his head, his eyes red.
Yuan Zhe sighed: "I know what you are thinking. If it is really because of my kick that he lost his life, I will bear the blame. You don't have to blame yourself for this matter. I will bear the full responsibility." .”
Gu Qi raised her head and looked at Yuan Zhe. She saw that Yuan Zhe's brows were furrowed and his eyes were filled with guilt and remorse. It turned out that he was thinking the same thing.
"You can rest in this room and I'll see you later." Yuan Zhe took a deep breath, said a few words, and left the room directly.
Gu Qi sat at the table and calmed down. There was no reason for one person to bear the responsibility for what the two of them had caused! Thinking of this, she frowned and breathed a long sigh of relief. She no longer felt timid, got up and entered Yan Churong's room.
There was silence in the room.
Zhou Suping was lying in front of the bed, feeding soup by the spoonful. Yan Churong and Yuan Zhe stood quietly not far away, looking at the last tenderness of the two people.
"Brother Hao, I'm sorry for you," Zhou Suping took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the soup stains flowing out of the corner of the hawker's mouth: "If you had seen a doctor earlier, it wouldn't be so serious."
The hawker grinned: "What nonsense are you talking about? I drank sugar water for several days. It was all boiled with our red fruits. The taste is really unforgettable."
"Brother Hao..." Zhou Suping's nose was sore, her eyes were dry from crying, and she could no longer shed tears.
"Suping, take care of yourself, don't blame, don't blame the adults."
"Yeah, yeah!" Zhou Suping threw herself on the vendor, her clothes wet with silent tears.
"Then I'll..." The vendor blinked and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't hear it anymore.
"Brother Hao——"
The bowl fell to the ground and the hot soup exploded into pieces!
A few brave girls held hands and came over, holding the door open and stretching their necks to look in.
Gu Qiqing closed her eyes and shed two lines of tears.
