Zhou Gu thought to himself, this little ancestor.
He was angry and laughing, and stayed in the bathtub for a long time, until the water cooled down, then he got out of the bathtub, changed into clean clothes, and went back to the next door.
In the next room, Su Rong was not there.
she is not here!
Although Zhou Gu had no intention of settling a score with her, after all, she was always bullied by him a few days ago when she was seriously injured and couldn't move. It was his fault. Now that he was bullied by her, there was no loss of face, but he still felt a little embarrassed when he couldn't see her. Energetic.
He wanted to sleep with her in his arms.
He called someone over and asked, "Where is she?"
The person quickly replied, "Miss Qi went to change Mr. Zhang's dressing."
Zhou Gu had been busy these past two days, so naturally he didn't know about Su Rong's rescue, so he asked: "Which Mr. Zhang?"
"Zhang Mao, he injured his leg. It was very serious. The doctors couldn't save it. It was Miss Seven who saved it with her medical skills."
Zhou Gu suddenly realized and waved his hand to this man.
He sat at the table and drank a cup of tea, thinking that Su Rong might not be able to come back for a while, so he could only lie back on the bed and sleep alone.
Zhang Mao was in coma for one night and one day, and had a high fever. However, he drank the antipyretic medicine prescribed by Su Rong, which was very effective, and he woke up at this time.
Seeing Su Rong changing his dressing, his voice was dry and hoarse, "Miss Qi, thank you very much."
Su Rong glanced at him and said nothing.
After Ning Ze was driven back to his house by Zhou Gu yesterday, he asked the doctor to bandage his arm and slept for a long time. At this time, he woke up and came over to see Zhang Mao with his arms folded. He and Zhang Mao had Xu had a deeper friendship than others. After all, when he was locked up in a secret cell, he relied on him to chat with him to relieve his boredom. You know, when he was once locked up in a secret prison in Prince Ruian's Mansion, Xie Lin didn't have the kindness to look for him every day. He talked to relieve his boredom. He was almost going crazy from being locked up at that time, so in comparison, he was really good to Zhang Mao.
He looked at Zhang Mao's chapped lips and asked him, "Would you like some water?"
Zhang Mao nodded.
Ning Ze poured a glass of water and brought it to his mouth. Seeing Zhang Mao raising his head with difficulty, he also raised his hand with difficulty. He had never served anyone before and was a little clumsy, but he still reluctantly let Zhang Mao drink the glass of water. Entered the stomach.
Ning Ze held the empty cup and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Thank me quickly. Who else will be so kind to you except my brother?"
Zhang Mao felt complicated, "Thank you."
When he was in northern Hebei, he had long heard that the second son of Nanping Houfu and the prince of Nanping Houfu were fighting openly and secretly, and suffered losses many times. He also commented that he was a loser who only showed his appearance, but who would have thought that such a man was so admired by him. The evaluation was rubbish, but he was impressed by it, and he will share the same master with him in the future.
Ning Ze was proud and turned to talk to Su Rong, "Brother Zhou, the Seventh Miss, is really amazing. He only spent the middle of the night and one day to organize the entire Nanping City and the incorporated Northern Hebei Army. If it were me, it would take me three days to do this." Not finished."
Su Ronxiao, "He is very powerful."
"There are rumors outside that Young Master Zhou is so heroic with his two-handed sword that he can fight his way into the midst of thousands of troops, as if he were in a deserted place. He is also said to be the most powerful young master in the Duke Protector's Palace." Ning Ze was very pleased. Excited, he said these words as if he was praising himself, feeling extremely honored, "Miss Qi, Brother Zhou is going to Nanchu with you, right? That's right?"
He wanted to double check.
"Yeah." Su Rong nodded.
Ning Ze's eyes brightened, "It's really emboldening to have Brother Zhou follow me to Nanchu. It's great."
Su Rong laughed, "Okay, if you are so excited, go ahead and do whatever you have to do. He just came back and is very tired. He probably still has a lot of trivial things to do. If you are free, just do it quickly."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Ning Ze left in high spirits.
While talking, Su Rong had finished changing Zhang Mao's medicine and said to him: "Your leg can be saved, but you have to take good care of it. After all, you have injured a bone. It is said that if you break a muscle and move a bone for a hundred days, you will have to take care of it for three months." ."
Zhang Mao nodded and struggled to sit up.
Su Rong knew that he wanted to sit up and talk to her, so she reached out to help him and got him a pillow for him to lean on.
Zhang Mao was touched in his heart. He had no choice but to seek refuge with Su Rong in order to find a way to survive. However, he did not expect that the master who took refuge in Su Rong after being desperate would not only respect him, but also heal his leg and take care of him as if he were one of his own.
I didn't look down on him, nor did I despise him.
He said seriously: "Please give me my name, Miss Seven."
Su Rong turned around and cleaned her hands. When she heard this, she sat down and looked at him levelly, "What's wrong with the name Zhang Mao? I think you don't need to change it. A man can change his name but not his surname. You are Zhang Mao." . Your choice is not wrong."
Zhang Mao was stunned.
Su Rong said: "Your father is ambitious and anti-Liang. He leaves many soldiers disabled and ignores the people. Although you have no choice but to surrender to me, who can say that you are not taking the right path? Not the broad road? Are you afraid of being scolded? Are you living a shameless life? Or can you not listen to others saying you are treacherous? Or praising you for your righteousness and annihilation of relatives? I think it doesn't matter what people say about these words. Let people say and judge. Thousands of years later, Maybe there will be a mention of you in the history books of Daliang and Nanchu, whether it's a light word or a thick ink. In short, it's you, no one else."
Zhang Mao was touched in his heart. He was silent for a moment and nodded, "I listen to Miss Qi, so I won't change it."
He smiled, as if any burdens and heavy things in his heart were instantly dissipated, and his whole person became lighter. "Yes, I chose the path myself. I will not change my name or surname."
Even if his father heard what happened to him and became furious and hated him so much that he removed him from the Zhang family, he was still Zhang Mao at all times.
He sincerely thanked me again, "Thank you, Miss Seven, for giving me a new life."
"You choose your own path, and I won't accept useless people. I can accept you because you are worthy of being accepted. Take good care of yourself!" Su Rong stood up and took two steps. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around to smile at him. He said: "Your younger brother Zhang Yun is a character that impresses me. It would be great if he could also seek refuge with me."
She looked at Zhang Mao, "You should have your own people, right? When you came to Nanping's Eighteenth Village, you only brought some of your people, right? Why don't you contact the rest of your people? No matter when and what status they are, they will treat you." A loyal person, deliver a letter to Zhang, urging him to join me."
Zhang Mao was surprised, "Miss Qi thinks highly of my concubine?"
Su Rong nodded, "I almost died in his hands. You know, I rarely suffer losses. Although my whereabouts were exposed that day, it was because of my own carelessness that I was too smooth, but he also had his ability. From contacting If he didn't get into the hidden stakes, he would know something was wrong and then deduce me. Don't you think his intelligence is different from ordinary people?"
(End of chapter)
