Yuntian strolled all the way to the market, bargained for a while and bought two roosters that an aunt put out for sale, and then went to where Wa Pian and the others had set up their stall.
When he came back, he saw a group of people making a lot of noise and clanging. Xiao Qingheng in the next yard was so frightened that he thought pursuers were coming. He didn't care about his leg injury and prepared to jump over the wall to escape.
He put one leg on the wall and looked outside through the crack of the door. Lian Yicai said, "Don't panic, my lord. The kids next door are back."
Just then, Shitou's voice came in, "Brother Tian, are we having chicken tonight?"
Yuntian held a rooster in one hand and kicked him, "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. It's so late today, why are you in such a hurry to cook a chicken? We'll eat it tomorrow night."
Shi Tou suddenly looked disappointed and couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he looked at the two roosters. The originally majestic rooster was so scared that it immediately shrank its neck.
After watching the group of children return to the yard and close the door, Lian Yi withdrew his gaze and returned to the yard.
Xiao Qingheng awkwardly asked his men to carry him down from the wall. He cleared his throat and made small talk to cover up his embarrassment, "This prince is being cautious."
He pointed at several of his men and said, "Guard them all for me." Then he limped back to the room, leaving his men looking at each other in bewilderment.
Yuntian and the others are all teenagers. It’s okay if they all go out to set up stalls during the day, but they become really noisy when they get together at night.
The loud and noisy noises disturbed Xiao Qingheng next door and made him very irritated.
"The ribs are stewed so tender tonight. I sucked and all the meat came out. It's a pity there aren't enough of them. Each person only gets two small pieces."
"Yunxu's cooking is getting better and better. Even stir-fried cabbage tastes so good."
"Can you braise the two chickens tomorrow? The braised chicken you made last time was so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue."
"Oh my goodness! It's so delicious."
The slurping sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly even through a wall.
In order to avoid pursuers, Xiao Qingheng and his men had only dared to send people out secretly to buy some simple dry food, or buns and steamed buns to fill their stomachs these days.
But the little bastards next door were actually eating meat. Xiao Qingheng, who hadn't had a proper meal for a long time, was very greedy for them.
Not only did the aroma of the food keep drilling into his nose, but listening to their words made him feel as if the food was right in front of him, but he just couldn't eat it, and his saliva shamefully flowed out of the corners of his mouth.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand in annoyance, but because he forgot that the wound on the back of his hand had not healed yet, his face was immediately covered in blood.
Looking at the wound that was opened because of this insignificant force, Xiao Qingheng finally realized that something was wrong.
He wiped the blood from his mouth with his other hand, looked up and called Lian Yi, who was guarding the door, to come in. Then he stared at the wound on his hand with a serious face and asked, "How many days has the back of my hand been injured?"
Lian Yi said without thinking, "Five days."
During this period of time, they almost counted the days and didn't need to calculate them specifically.
Xiao Qingheng raised his hand closer to him and asked, "Does the back of my hand look normal?"
Lian Yi was confused and frowned as he observed the back of his hand. "Prince? Aside from the injury, everything else on the back of your hand is normal."
"Normal?" Xiao Qingheng picked up the cup beside him and smashed it on his head. "The wound on the back of my hand has been bleeding for five days and you tell me it's normal?"
"Ah? Normal?" Young Master Xiao Qingheng got angry and started to not care about anything. He threw everything he had at hand at Lian Yi.
Lian Yi had to take care of his temper and the outside world, and when Xiao Qingheng stopped, he was in a mess.
But they still had to pay attention to the injury on the back of Xiao Qingheng's hand first. The reason was that if anything happened to Xiao Qingheng, none of them would be able to survive.
He was always busy escaping from the pursuers, and every time he practiced, he would hurriedly give Xiao Qingheng medicine and didn't pay much attention to him.
After all, compared to the minor scratch on the back of his hand, the injuries on Xiao Qingheng's arms and legs were more serious.
But now that Xiao Qingheng reminded him, he began to look at the wound carefully.
You don't know until you see it. It's shocking. It's been five days and the wounds on the arms and legs have started to scab over, but this wound not only hasn't healed, the area of the wound even looks bigger.
After thinking for a while, he hesitated and said, "Prince, is it possible that the arrow that injured your hand was poisoned?"
"What? Poisonous?" Xiao Qingheng was startled, but then he calmed down. "No, if it was poisonous, how could I still be alive?"
Lian Yi couldn't figure it out either. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, so he could only guess, "Maybe this poison isn't fatal."
"If the poison is not fatal, then why poison it? Is it fun?" In any case, Xiao Qingheng didn't believe that someone would poison someone without wanting to kill them.
If it was really poison, it was either a chronic poison or had some other purpose. Anyway, we couldn't go on like this.
"Hurry up and find a doctor to take a look at this prince."
After nightfall, Lian Yi personally took two of his men to sneak into a doctor's house, blocked his mouth with a cloth, blindfolded him, and tied him up with the quilt and brought him back to the courtyard.
The doctor was sleeping soundly in his bed in the middle of the night when he encountered such a disaster and was almost scared to death.
He didn't know how long it was before he finally landed after being shaken dizzy. Before he could react, he heard a voice in his ear.
"We only asked you to come here to help my master with his illness. If you dare to yell, I will make sure you never come back."
The doctor's mouth was blocked. Although his hands were loose at this time, he did not dare to remove the cloth from his mouth rashly. He nodded wisely.
Seeing that he was sensible, Lian Yi grabbed his hand and placed it on Xiao Qingheng's wrist.
The doctor's eyes were still blindfolded, so he could only feel the patient's pulse. Fortunately, they did this every day, so he could feel the pulse even with his eyes closed.
But the more I touched him, the more strange it felt. This young man was clearly in good health! If he was fine, he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of tying himself up here in the middle of the night!
"Um, um, um..." The doctor withdrew his pulse-taking finger and pointed at his mouth, signaling them to remove the cloth gag.
Lian Yi saw through his intention and pulled the cloth from his mouth, but at the same time, he put the knife in his hand against his lower back.
The doctor shuddered suddenly, and after calming himself down, he spoke: "Judging from your pulse, you seem to be fine! Could you please tell me exactly where you feel unwell, and what are your symptoms?"
Lian Yi and Xiao Qingheng exchanged a glance, and then Lian Yi spoke, "My young master was scratched by a sharp weapon, and he applied a wound medicine, but five days have passed, and not only has the wound not healed, it's even showing signs of spreading."
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