Zhou Gu thought to himself, this little brat.
He was both annoyed and amused. He stayed in the bathtub for a long time, until the water cooled down. Then he got out of the tub, put on clean clothes, and returned to the room next door.
In the next room, Su Rong was not there.
She was not there!
Although Zhou Gu didn’t plan to confront her, after all, she had been bullied by him when she was seriously injured and unable to move. He was at fault, and now that he was being bullied by her in return, he didn’t feel humiliated. However, he was somewhat uneasy not seeing her.
He wanted to sleep with her in his arms. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
He called someone over and asked, "Where is she?"
The person quickly replied, "Miss Qi went to change the medicine for Young Master Zhang."
These past two days, Zhou Gu had been so busy that his feet barely touched the ground. Naturally, he didn’t know about Su Rong saving someone, so he asked, "Which Young Master Zhang?"
"Zhang Mao, he injured his leg severely. The doctor couldn’t help him. Miss Qi saved his life with her medical skills."
Zhou Gu suddenly realized, and waved his hand at the person.
He sat down at the table and drank a cup of tea, thinking that Su Rong would probably not return for a while. He would have to lay down on his bed alone and sleep.
Zhang Mao had been unconscious for a night and a day, and he had a high fever once. But after drinking the medicine that Su Rong made to reduce the fever, it was extremely effective, and he woke up at this time.
Seeing Su Rong changing his medicine, he spoke with a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Miss Qi."
Su Rong glanced at him without saying a word.
Yesterday, after being driven back to the residence by Zhou Gu, Ning Ze had his arm bandaged by a doctor. He was so tired that he slept heavily and just woke up at this time. He came over to see Zhang Mao with his arm in a sling. He and Zhang Mao always claimed to be closer than others. After all, when he was locked in the dark cell, it was Zhang Mao who kept him company, and they chatted to relieve boredom. It was a great contrast to Xie Lin who never bothered to keep him company when he was locked in the dark cell at Rui’an King residence. Therefore, compared to others, he was indeed good to Zhang Mao.
Looking at Zhang Mao’s chapped lips, he asked him, "Do you want a drink?"
Zhang Mao nodded his head.
Ning Ze poured a glass of water and brought it to Zhang Mao’s mouth. Seeing Zhang Mao struggling to lift his head, he also struggled to raise his hand. He was not used to taking care of others and was somewhat clumsy, but he barely managed to help Zhang Mao drink the water.
Holding the empty cup, Ning Ze said with a sense of accomplishment, "You should thank me. Besides me, who else treats you this well?"
Zhang Mao felt complicated and said, "Thank you."
When he was still in Jibei, he had heard about the struggles between the second son of the Marquis Nanping Residence and the crown prince of the Marquis Nanping Residence. Despite many setbacks, he had judged that the second son was nothing but a useless person. But who would have thought that this very person whom he had rated as good-for-nothing, had now gained his respect, and they would serve the same master in the future.
Ning Ze was very pleased. He turned to Su Rong and said, "Miss Qi, Zhou is truly admirable. In just half a night plus a day, he has sorted out the entire Nanping City and the subsumed Jibei Army. If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to complete the task even in three days."
Su Rong smiled, "He is indeed exceptional."
"The news is all over the place outside, saying that Young Master Zhou is very heroic with his double-handed sword. He marched into the massive army like it was empty space. Everyone is saying that he is indeed the most formidable son of the Duke Residence." Ning Ze was very excited, feeling as if he was being praised himself, "Miss Qi, Zhou is going with you to Nanchu, right? That’s right, isn’t it?"
He wanted to confirm it again.
"Yes." Su Rong nodded.
Ning Ze’s eyes were gleaming, "Having Zhou going to Nanchu with us really gives us confidence. That’s fantastic."
Su Rong laughed, "Alright, don’t be so excited. Go do what you need to do. He just got back and is extremely tired. I estimate there are still many trivial matters to be taken care of. If you are free, you should go get started."
"Okay, I’ll go right away." Ning Ze left in high spirits, full of vigor.
While they were talking, Su Rong finished changing Zhang Mao’s bandages. She said to him, "Your leg has been saved. But you must take good care of it. After all, it is an injury to the bone. As the saying goes, damage to the tendons or bone takes hundred days to heal. You need three months of recuperation."
Zhang Mao nodded his head, struggling to sit up.
Su Rong knew that he wanted to sit up and talk to her so she stretched out her hand to help him. She got him a pillow to lean on.
Zhang Mao was touched. He had come to serve Su Rong as a last resort, but she not only treated him with respect, she also healed his leg, taking care of him as if he was one of her own.
She did not look down on him or despise him.
He said earnestly, "I request Miss Qi to give me a new name."
Su Rong turned around to wash her hands, heard his request, sat down, and looked at him at eye level, "What is wrong with the name Zhang Mao? I think you don’t need to change it. A gentleman should never change his name or surname. You are Zhang Mao. Your choices are not wrong."
Zhang Mao was taken aback.
Su Rong said, "Your father, wild ambition, against Daliang, injuring many soldiers, disregarding the common people. Even though you had no choice but to submit to me, who can say that you are not on the right path? Are you afraid of being called a disgrace for clinging to life? Or can’t you stand being accused of betrayal? Or being praised for righteous killing of your father? I think, these kinds of comments, the judgment of world, what do they have to do with you? Let them talk, let them judge. After hundreds of years, you might have a mention in the history books of Daliang and Nanchu, no matter how small or important. After all, it will be you, not someone else."
Zhang Mao was moved and silent for a moment, then he nodded, "I will listen to Miss Qi, I won’t change the name."
He showed a smile, as if the burdens in his heart had been lifted all at once. He felt much lighter, "Yes, the path I’ve chosen implies that I should never change my name or surname."
Even if his father were to know about him and despise him, hating him to the point of removing him from the Zhang family, he would always be Zhang Mao.
He sincerely thanked her again, "Thank you, Miss Qi, for giving me a new lease of life."
"The path you chose is your own. I don’t take useless people under my wing. If I take you in, it means you’re worth it. Take good care of your injuries!" Su Rong stood up, walked a few steps, then turned back suddenly and smiled, "Your half-brother, Zhang Yun, is quite impressive. It’d be nice if he could join me as well."
She looked at Zhang Mao, "You should still have your own people, right? When you came to the eighteen strongholds of Nanping, you only brought a portion of them, right? Why don’t you contact the rest of your people, no matter when or what status, as long as they are loyal to you, they can deliver a letter to Zhang Yun, persuading him to join me."
Zhang Mao was surprised, "Miss Qi, do you appreciate my half-brother?"
Su Rong nodded, "I almost died at his hands. You should know that I seldom lose. Although I exposed my whereabouts that day because I was careless, his ability also contributed to that. From the fact that he couldn’t contact the secret agents, he knew something was wrong. Then he inferred that it was me. Don’t you think that his intelligence is rare among common people?"
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