It seems that he was rescued.
Chen Wang breathed a sigh of relief, took the little fat bird from the doctor, and without even taking the purse, he pushed his master's wheelchair and slowly left the clinic.
As soon as I returned to the mansion, I saw a group of people gathered in front of the gate.
Judging from the servants' clothes they were wearing, they were from the Shen Mansion.
Shen Wang's rough face was full of displeasure. He had seen the despicable behavior of the people in Shenjia Village, but it was nothing compared to the people in Shen Mansion.
“Master, it’s someone from the Shen Mansion.”
Ana Shen lifted a corner of the curtain, his wide sleeves slid, his fair hands dropped down, his voice gradually colder: “Don’t worry about it, go back home.”
“Mr. Shen San is back!”
The people from the Shen Mansion blocked the carriage like a siege.
Ignoring Shen Wang's murderous gaze, he said with a tingling scalp, "Third Young Master, the master asks you to return to the Shen Mansion."
There was no answer, and the carriage was very silent, as if no one was inside.
The servant of the Shen Mansion said unwillingly: "Third Master, you'd better go back. The master is sick."
If Xiao Yu was awake, he might have sneered and laughed. How could such bones be sick? And it was during the period when the emperor issued the decree.
Are you very angry?
You can’t sleep because of the rumors, right?
Now I ask him to go back, firstly, I just want to vent my anger on him, and secondly, if Shen Yanjin doesn't go back, the rumors in the capital will turn around the next day.
"Master, I will drive these people out right now!"
The servants of the Shen Mansion looked pale.
But when he thought of the patriarch's furious look, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
"Don't worry about it."
Ana Shen spoke again calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
But in the eyes of outsiders, Shen Yanjin is the third son of the Shen family, and the head of the Shen family is Shen Yanjin's father. Even if his father dislikes him much, as a son, he must be filial to him.
But he didn't even look at it.
The carriage passed the servants of the Shen Mansion and entered the gate of Qingxiu Mansion. Someone was sent out to close the two large doors.
"Alas! It seems that the Third Young Master will never go back."
"Let's all go back."
"Oh, what bad luck..."
The servants sighed and left with their shoulders shrugged.
At this time, Shen Yanjin, who had returned to the mansion, gently placed the little fat bird in his hand on the sandalwood bed. He smoothed the feathers that were raised due to the bandage with his jade fingers. His expression was calm, and the coldness in his eyes was much less than usual.
The little fat bird seemed to be a little itchy and shook its body. Because the wound was shaken, it moaned in a daze, and its round little eyes still did not open.
Shen Yanjin pinched the fluff around the little fat baby's mouth with two fingers, pursed his thin and cold lips, took off his outer coat rustlingly, put on a long inner coat, and slowly climbed up from the wheelchair.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat and his mouth was pale.
Fortunately, Ana Shen finally sat on the edge of the bed. He moved inside and then lay down.
His hands were slightly bent, with his fingertips resting on his head, as if he was holding something precious.
The little fat and round ball curled up in his arms.
The man and the bird maintained the same posture and slept until late at night.
When Xiao Xu woke up, the whole bird was a little confused. It shook its little head in a daze, and the memory came back.
It's not dead!
After learning about the situation, Xiao Xu almost wanted to jump for joy, but considering that he was seriously injured, he did not dare to move.
It opened its round eyes, the room was dark, and it didn't know how long it had been unconscious.
Moonlight shone through the window, and Yixi could see a person lying next to her, breathing evenly.
Xiao Yan: "..."
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