Leng Chuchen didn't wake up until evening. As soon as he opened his eyes, he asked impatiently:
Where am I?
Upon hearing his voice, Li Ping, who had been sitting to the side dozing off, rushed over in a flash.
"Young master, you're awake?"
"Where...am I?"
"Young master, this is the Luo family clinic. You were stabbed by a sword, and the sword was poisoned. It was Miss Luo who saved you."
Where is Ke'er?
“He went to the restaurant to buy you pig’s trotter soup. Miss Luo said that you need to eat something nutritious since you are injured. He also went to the inn to get you some clothes because your clothes were cut.”
"Have you found the assassin?"
Li Ping shook his head, somewhat ashamed.
"No, there were too many people on the street at the time. After the assassin injured you, he rode away on horseback. There was no time to chase him."
"Did they come prepared? Did they send someone back to the capital to report?"
"No, we're discussing it. We'll ask for your opinion when you wake up."
"This was my oversight. I didn't expect anyone to follow me here to assassinate me. Don't tell anyone about this yet. This assassin will definitely not give up once they know I'm not dead. Let's find out who tried to kill me this time!"
As the crown prince of the Celestial Empire, there were so many people who wanted to kill him that he didn't know who to suspect.
...
Luo Zhiwan only told Luo Tianhe about leaving a man at home during dinner.
Luo Tianhe immediately put down his chopsticks, frowned, and scolded her.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Tell your mother to cook more food. They're from out of town, and they're injured. They can't even get a hot meal."
"father……"
Zhiwan originally thought her father would scold her for meddling, but to her surprise, he was even more enthusiastic than she was.
"Father, they knelt down and begged to stay, so I reluctantly let them stay for three days. Once the injured person is better, let them go. Don't worry about them; they don't lack money. They can buy their own food at the restaurant."
"Nonsense! Did you get your reputation as Doctor Luo for nothing? It's all thanks to your kind heart and the support of the people. But this time, how could you be so heartless?"
As he spoke, he greeted Jiawang's mother:
"Go to the kitchen and make them some noodles. I'll go check on the front yard."
"Father, you don't need to worry about them."
Zhiwan tried to call out to Luo Tianhe, but he acted as if he hadn't heard her, and walked angrily towards the front yard with his hands behind his back.
Yiming overheard the gist of their conversation. He suddenly put down his chopsticks and grinned at Zhiwan:
"Mom, I'm full. I'm going out for a walk with Grandpa."
"You are not allowed to go."
She knew what he was thinking and immediately interrupted him.
"Yiming, let me tell you, you are not allowed to go to the front yard for the next few days, nor are you allowed to see that person again, and you are not allowed to call him 'Dad,' understand?"
Call me dad?
These two words surprised both Jiawang's mother and Old Lady Luo.
Although Grandma Luo is old and her voice carries little weight, it doesn't stop her from having a gossipy heart.
"Yiming, why are you calling him 'Dad'? You kid, how can you call someone 'Dad' like that? It would be more appropriate if you called the young city lord or Dajiang 'Dad'."
“Grandmother, don’t talk like that. Xie Jiaxun and Hu Dajiang have nothing to do with me.”
As she said this, she glared at Old Lady Luo, who quickly lowered her head and continued eating the rice in her bowl.
Jiawang's mother also asked curiously.
"Yiming is a very smart kid. The person who makes him call me 'Dad' must be someone extraordinary. I'll go downstairs first and then go check on him later."
As she spoke, Mother threw down her chopsticks, grabbed Yiming's hand, and headed straight for the kitchen. Zhiwan tried to call after her, but to no avail.
Seeing that her parents were so unreliable, she frowned, sighed, and continued eating.
Zhiruo and Jiawang exchanged a glance, then winked at each other, still puzzled, and continued eating.
When Luo Tianhe arrived at the front yard, Hu Ke was carrying a bowl of pig's trotter soup that he had just bought from a restaurant. Upon seeing this, Luo Tianhe quickly went over to open the door of the pharmacy for him, and then opened the door to the inner room for him.
"Uncle Luo, thank you. Are you going out for a walk?"
"No, I heard someone was injured, so I came to check."
"Thank you, please come in. Our young master should be waking up soon."
As they spoke, the two of them approached Leng Chuchen.
He was sitting there, resting with his eyes closed.
This scene startled Hu Ke so much that he almost dropped the soup he was holding.
"Young master, why did you sit up? You might aggravate your wound."
Li Ping reluctantly stepped forward to explain.
"Young master insisted on sitting down, saying he was made of iron and would be fine, so there was nothing I could do."
Leng Chuchen looked at Luo Tianhe and nodded to him.
"Hello, Manager Luo."
Luo Tianhe hurriedly waved his hand.
"No need to be so polite. I was the manager a few years ago. Just call me Uncle Luo. How should I address you, young master?"
Leng Chuchen quickly changed her words.
“Uncle Luo, thank you very much for saving my life, Miss Luo. My surname is Chu and my given name is Chen.”
"Chu Chen, this surname is not common, but it sounds nice. I remember a line of poetry that mentions it: 'The first snow falls heavily at dawn, and everything is new when the door is opened.' It represents new life. What a good name, with a good meaning!"
"Thank you for your kind words, Uncle Luo. I will be staying at your residence for the next few days. I hope you won't find it troublesome."
Luo Tianhe hurriedly waved his hand.
"When you're traveling, everyone has times when they're not in control of their own destiny. Besides, you're injured, and we have a place for you to stay!"
Upon hearing this, Li Ping quickly stepped forward and spoke first:
“Uncle Luo, you are so kind, but Miss Luo only allows us to stay for three days. I was thinking of going out tomorrow to see if there are any houses for rent nearby. Our young master is injured and we can’t leave for the time being. Staying in an inn is inconvenient, so we can only rent a house for now.”
“No need to rent a house, there’s space here. This courtyard used to be a tofu shop, but Zhiwan bought it. There’s even a room inside, it’s spacious, you can stay here!”
"But Miss Luo..."
“Zhiwan is the kindest girl. She was just saying that. You can stay here without worry. I’ll talk to her later.”
Just then, Jiawang's mother came in with Yiming, carrying a tray with three bowls of noodles.
"Tianhe, hurry up and catch me, these three bowls of noodles are too heavy."
Smelling the aroma of noodles, Hu Ke hurried over, took the tray from her hands, and asked in surprise:
"Aunt Luo, what's going on?"
"Your Uncle Luo heard that you're staying here, so he specially asked me to make noodles for you. Eat up, and you won't need to go out to buy any tomorrow. I'll make some for you when I cook."
Upon hearing this, Li Ping also came over and thanked him repeatedly.
"Aunt Luo, you and Uncle Luo are such good people. My brother and I were in trouble here, but fortunately your family helped us. We are so grateful..."
Jiawang's mother hurriedly waved her hand.
"It's not easy being away from home, don't be so polite, come and eat your noodles!"
At this moment, Yiming ran up to Leng Chuchen, looked at the bandages on his body, and asked in surprise:
"Dad, what's wrong?"
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