Seeing that the matter was settled, Wang Feiyi prepared to leave.
Minister Zheng, who had obtained a good painting, held two girls in his arms, and was drunk and amused:
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, little Wang?"
"Then Xie Baike hasn't even entered yet, why don't you let Xiao Wang come out and have some fun?"
The two girls also teased: "Who is Xie? Are we sisters beautiful?"
Minister Zheng laughed: "You guys really know how to flatter yourselves. Miss Xie is a noble lady who is famous in the capital."
"Only a rare talent like Xiao Wang can marry her!"
Wang Feiyi was not happy to hear the prostitute mention Xie, but after hearing what Minister Zheng said, he felt relieved.
After all, being able to marry Xie 눁 was enough to make all the men in the capital jealous.
Wang Feiyi became even happier when he thought of Zhan Nanxing, who had a broken leg and was going to be exiled by Ma Xiao.
He toasted Minister Zheng with a glass of wine and turned to leave.
Before my hand touched the door of the private room, it was opened from the outside.
Seeing that it was his servant outside the door, Wang Feiyi's face darkened.
"You've learned the rules like a dog!"
"My lord, something bad has happened!" the servant was out of breath, "The house has been robbed!"
Wang Feiyi didn't take it seriously. "Just arrest him and send him to the authorities."
The servant cried, "The thief burned down the storehouse!"
"The thief got away while the thief was busy putting out the fire!"
Wang Feiyi's face turned completely black as the bottom of a pot.
He had just agreed to give Minister Zheng three more paintings when his servant came running to say that the warehouse where the paintings were kept had burned down.
Isn't this the face of Minister Zheng?
"What? The warehouse? Burned?"
Upon hearing that the Wang family’s warehouse had suffered a disaster, Minister Zheng pushed the two beauties aside and stared at Wang Feiyi with his small eyes.
That look almost says that you did it on purpose?
Wang Feiyi hurriedly apologized and made a lot of promises.
He also said that his older sister's dowry also included a painting of a man hugging a rock, which he would definitely send to the Shangshu Mansion tomorrow.
Only then was Minister Zheng comforted.
After all, it was their own warehouse that was burned.
The loss was definitely not as simple as a few paintings. Wang Feiyi left the music hall and kicked the servant in the chest.
"You won't wait for me to come out before you speak!"
Now, he has to act like a grandson in front of Zheng Shangshu!
Wang Feiyi was furious. When he heard that the thief had completely stolen everything from the storehouse, he became furious.
Turn over the horse.
He gave him a hard whip.
The horse felt pain and started running away.
In the night wind, Wang Feiyi gripped the reins tightly and headed straight towards the Zhan family.
He has this feeling.
This matter is closely related to the Zhan family!
He went to the Zhan family to announce the decree during the day, and in the evening, the warehouse was burned?
There is no such coincidence in the world.
Lu 껗, he listened to the servant's explanation of the whole story and learned that the thief who burned the storehouse was hit by an arrow.
Arriving at the Zhan family, Wang Feiyi did not delay and shouted directly in the front yard, asking Zhan Nanxing to come out to see him.
“Where are the people?”
Wang Feiyi waited for a long time, but only a servant from the Zhan family came over timidly.
"My dear, our Third Young Master is not in a good position to see you right now..."
The servant glanced at Wang Feiyi secretly.
Wang Feiyi sneered. Good, you are guilty and your leg is injured, so you dare not come out.
"If he doesn't come to see the official, the official will go to see him!"
Wang Feiyi pushed the servant away and ran straight to the backyard.
Battle of Nanxing.
What courage!
Today, if he finds any of his Wang family's things in the Zhan family, he will definitely make the Zhan family more guilty.
Exile was changed to execution!
"Man, you can't go!" The servant was still trying to stop him.
Wang Feiyi became more certain of what he was thinking.
Maybe, right now, Zhan Nanxing is almost dead because of the arrow wound in his leg?
Or, he hasn't come back yet?
Wang Feiyi quickened his pace.
The Zhan family's mansion is not far away, and Zhan Nanxing's yard is easy to find. Wang Feiyi stopped at the gate of the yard.
He heard the sound of tables and chairs being smashed inside.
"Zhan Nanxing, you stinking cripple, I am so unlucky to marry you!"
"Just wait and see the road to exile. I will torture you to death!"
BANG——
A muffled sound.
Then, Zhan Nanxing's painful groans were heard.
"What's wrong?"
"It's just your broken leg that got hit. Who are you showing off such a minor injury to?"
The woman's cursing was full of energy.
"Master, look... this..." The servant came over and stopped him, looking embarrassed.
An expression that shows that family disgrace should not be made public.
Zhan Nanxing was abused by Shen, and Wang Feiyi's bad mood finally improved a little.
The person who burned the warehouse was not Zhan Nanxing.
He was thinking wrong.
How could a disabled person escape unscathed from being surrounded by his family?
"It seems that the officer came at the wrong time."
He really wanted to go in and see Zhan Nanxing's predicament.
But when he thought about Shen's face covered with mud and her hand trying to pull his robe in the morning, he felt sick.
I think that the resentful Shen will take good care of Zhan Nanxing on the way to exile in the future.
Wang Feiyi flicked the whip in his hand, turned and left.
When passing through the gate, he did not forget to ask the guards. After confirming that no one from the Zhan family had gone out, he rode away.
Not Zhan Nanxing.
Who on earth stole the storehouse in his house?
In Zhan Nanxing's room, Shen Zhaozhao heaved a sigh of relief when the servant reported that Wang Feiyi had left.
They had just returned when Wang Feiyi arrived.
They absolutely could not let Wang Feiyi see the new injury on Zhan Nanxing’s leg, so they simply acted out a scene of a disabled husband and an evil wife.
Shen Zhaozhao won the bet.
Wang Feiyi is gone, and Zhan Nanxing’s injury can no longer be delayed.
Shen Zhaozhao held the candlestick and roasted the dagger in his hand.
"Today you risked your life to help me out, I'm very grateful, so -
"Hurry up and take off your pants." She casually instructed Zhan Nanxing who was lying on the couch, and opened the small medicine box.
This time, the medicines and equipment in the first aid box were all used for external injuries, ranging from hemostatic drugs, anesthetics, tetanus vaccines to disposable syringes and beauty lines.
Her precious first aid kit can provide corresponding medicines and equipment according to her needs.
Shen Zhaozhao came to the couch with a sterilized dagger and raised an eyebrow.
Zhan Nanxing lay there, motionless, staring at Shen Zhaozhao with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
His face showed reluctance to cooperate.
"Do you need me to help you take it off?" The dagger in Shen Zhaozhao's hand flashed coldly.
Once she became a doctor, her attitude changed again. She became calm and rational, her eyes were dark and bottomless, and she had no emotions at all.
"Call my husband." Zhan Nanxing's throat was dry and itchy. He clutched the waistband of his underwear tightly through his outer robe.
"And let Wang Feiyi know that it was us who burned down his storehouse?" Shen Zhaozhao didn't waste any more time talking to him and just raised his hand.
Zhan Nanxing was pulling his underwear when he suddenly felt a chill on his legs.
Looking down, he discovered that Shen Zhaozhao had wielded a sharp dagger, slashing and cutting off his outer robe and underwear together.
At this moment, his entire leg, including his calf and thigh, was completely naked in front of Shen Zhaozhao.
Zhan Nanxing wished he could faint.
"The wound is not easy to treat," Shen Zhaozhao noticed his slightly red face and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm a husband, I've seen everything."
I have seen the third leg, let alone just one leg.
Zhan Nanxing pursed his lips and held his underwear even tighter.
He no longer wanted to know when a young lady like Shen Zhaozhao learned medical skills.
At this moment, he just wanted to maintain his innocence.
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the leg pierced by the sharp arrow.
The wound was a bloody mess, with the arrowhead and part of the arrow shaft deeply embedded in the flesh. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the artery in the lower leg should not have been injured.
Without an X-ray, she couldn't tell whether any bones were broken.
"I'm going to give you anesthesia first, and then remove the arrowhead," Shen Zhaozhao raised his eyes and said.
"No, I can bear it," Zhan Nanxing refused.
Shen Zhaozhao looked at him deeply.
Her surgery requires a very high level of precision. If he moves at all, his leg will be completely broken.
He wanted to be a tough guy, but she couldn't let him.
Zhan Nanxing's hand was held by Shen Zhaozhao, and his soft hand grasped his wrist.
The touch is strange.
Still a little cold.
He looked and saw that Shen Zhaozhao was wearing a strange glove.
"Your own hand injury..."
Slight pain on the back of hand.
He saw Shen Zhaozhao insert a silver needle into the back of his hand.
Then, the vision became blurry...
In the final consciousness.
He wanted to say that she should also remember to take care of the injury on her hand.
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