Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Hezhou was helped to Huanggu...
Hezhou was helped to Miss Huang's stall. Maybe it was because of time, but there was no one at the stall this time.
"Hey, what's wrong, sir?" Miss Huang came out after hearing the noise.
"I fell down and it seems like I sprained my ankle and it's swollen."
Miss Huang went into the house to get the medicine box and walked up to him: "Stick out your tongue."
She took out the pulse pillow and placed it on the table, then put her hand on the pulse. After a while, she asked him to change his hand with a serious expression.
Hezhou saw Miss Huang look at him, then at Xie Xunzhi, and his heart sank. Could it be that the original owner had some disease? According to ancient medical treatment, it would be in the late stage!
In addition, he was feeling very uncomfortable now. He was dizzy, sweating coldly and had no strength at all. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He grabbed Xie Xunzhi with trembling hands.
Xie Xunzhi's breathing tightened when he saw him like this: "The doctor..."
"You scared yourself. You thought I was going to tell you what happened next. I hope you're feeling better." Miss Huang slapped Hezhou's hand away and began to write a prescription. There was a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Don't overthink it. I see you look pale. You haven't eaten yet. It's getting dark soon. Find someone to bring you food. Don't get dizzy on the way."
She looked up again and said, "I've prescribed some ointment. I'll teach you some massage techniques to stimulate blood circulation. You can massage yourself when you have time. You look so bad right now because you're frightened and hungry."
"You scared me. I thought I was going to die." Hezhou relaxed and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Xie Xunzhi pushed him in disapproval: "Bah! Stop talking nonsense! Live a hundred years! Live a hundred years!"
He didn't feel anything before he said it, but as soon as he mentioned it, his hunger grew uncontrollably. He sat down next to Hezhou and let out a long sigh.
After a while, Chunjuan ran over with a light blue purse and handed it to Xie Xunzhi.
"Here, I've prescribed some ointment. It says how to apply it. You don't need to take it orally. Eat more." Miss Huang gave him the prepared medicine and served them some herbal tea.
Xie Xunzhi paid the bill and gave some change to Hehua to ask her to find a restaurant. He and Hezhou couldn't walk a step now.
"Chunjuan, you guys go together. Let's go to Chen's Liquor Store first to see if they want to buy it. If they don't, go to another store. If they really don't have any, just go back to the yamen and get some." Hezhou poured himself a bowl of tea. He was so hungry that his hands were shaking and he spoke weakly.
"good."
Miss Huang was sitting on the side teaching them massage techniques when she suddenly asked, "Is Wang Erwen dead?"
Hezhou stopped what he was doing and stared at Miss Huang through the slightly lowered edge of his bowl: "Who?"
"It's the Chen family guard who was kidnapped. His name is Wang Erwen." Miss Huang shrugged nonchalantly. "It's just a guess. Aren't all of you here? He's not here... We can't let him get away, right?"
She looked at Hezhou, her eyes expressionless and clear as if she could see through him.
"He resisted arrest so he was executed on the spot." Xie Xunzhi said in a light tone as he picked up the cold tea and drank it.
"Well, you don't have to worry about Chen's Liquor Store not buying. They also want to make money."
Hezhou's hands were shaking as he held the cold tea, and he kept saying he was hungry. Finally, the annoyed Miss Huang went in and got him a cake.
He cut the cake in half and gave it to Xie Xunzhi, then started eating it with big mouthfuls.
"Miss, I see that the back street over there is full of abandoned houses?" Xie Xunzhi pointed to the narrow alley they had just walked through.
Miss Huang looked over and nodded: "Yes, they are all working away from home. They only come back to worship their ancestors. The houses there are all deserted."
"Then...the hay in front of their door..."
Hezhou ate in a hurry, drank some cold tea to swallow what he had just eaten, and was a little confused: "Xunzhi, what do you want that hay for?"
"Autumn is coming soon, and I'm afraid that there won't be enough firewood for the winter. If it's not discarded, then forget it." Xie Xunzhi felt a little headache. He hadn't recorded any expenses these days, but he was still living a tight life without paying much attention to details.
If it is winter and the weather is freezing, you will suffer if you don’t prepare in advance.
Miss Huang: "You can use the dead leaves piled in front of the door to burn. If you can't afford charcoal, you'd better prepare to chop wood early."
After eating half a cake, Hezhou felt alive again and his body felt a little warm.
He grabbed Xie Xunzhi's hand and placed it on the pulse pillow: "Doctor, can you take a look at him?"
"Didn't I say I was fine?" Xie Xunzhi wanted to pull his hand back, but seeing Hezhou's eyes gradually darkening, he had no choice but to put it up.
"When I looked at you just now, I felt that your injuries were more serious than his." Miss Huang was also unequivocal. After she calmed down, she began to feel his pulse. "You fell hard, and all your internal organs are suffering. The medicine you took before was too strong. Try something milder first to recuperate."
She lowered her head and wrote pharmacy.
The streets were deserted, with fireworks hanging high in the sky. Hezhou still felt hungry, so he held his stomach and leaned on Xie Xunzhi.
Xie Xunzhi looked down at the shriveled blue purse and quietly calculated in his mind.
Tomorrow I will put my plan to be a teacher in a private school on my agenda. Together with the salary from the government office, I should be able to get through this winter.
"By the way, is there anything I shouldn't eat with this medicine?"
Hezhou stretched his head to look at the prescription and smiled innocently: "The last doctor said I can't eat spicy food. I've been looking for it for so many days, my mouth must have lost its taste."
"You're recovering slowly now, so take less. I don't have some of the herbs written on the prescription, so you'll need to go to a big pharmacy to get them." Miss Huang handed him the written prescription.
Hezhou watched the words on it slowly dry up, and held it in his arms like a treasure, while his own medicine list was placed alone on the table.
He nudged Xie Xunzhi with his elbow, his eyes twinkling, "How about we go out to eat tomorrow? I'll satisfy your craving first?"
"You always say that you are the most active when eating, so why do you keep looking at me when you are actually eating?" Xie Xunzhi smiled.
Hezhou turned his eyes away, the corners of his mouth raised high, "You are too obvious, okay? Every time I eat something strong, my eyes become erect."
He felt a little regretful halfway through his speech.
"Why are you exposing my past... I'm doing this for your own good."
"Yes, yes, thank you, sir! Have you learned the massage techniques?"
Hezhou scratched his head and grabbed the teapot on the table to demonstrate: "First, press this acupoint with the sole of your foot... press hard... hiss... this palm should..."
He raised his eyes to look at Miss Huang, who was trying to hint something frantically, but he saw that she was closing her eyes and shaking her head as if she couldn't stand it anymore.
Hezhou glanced at Xie Xunzhi and coughed twice. "Xunzhi, let me tell you, massage is a profession. As the saying goes, every profession has its own specialization. I..."
Xie Xunzhi patted his leg, put it on his own leg, and rubbed it carefully.
“!”
"We have to eat soon!"
Hezhou was a little shocked and uncomfortable. He wanted to pull his legs back, but Xie Xunzhi's white hands held them down. For a moment, he didn't dare to make any other movements.
"Why are you moving around? I don't even mind you!"
After a while, Chunjuan and Hehua came over with a lunch box.
Xie Xunzhi learned most of what Miss Huang said. After putting him down, she went to the back to wash her hands.
Hezhou, however, still maintained the same posture, supporting himself with his hands on the bench behind him, sitting uncomfortably, his face flushed, like a boiling kettle that would steam at any moment.
"Sir? Do you want to set out the dishes?"
"Huh?" He came back to his senses and touched his ear: "Switch! Swing! Everyone sit down and eat together."
Xie Xunzhi took the bowl and chopsticks and asked Miss Huang to sit down and eat together. He gave the first bowl of rice to Hezhou: "Didn't Chen's Liquor Store say anything?"
Chun Juan shook his head. "Everyone in the tavern was discussing the adults' affairs, but... the waiter must have gone out to ask about it. He only served us the food after he came back."
Xie Xunzhi nodded and told them the general process of the day, asking them to be mentally prepared. After the meal, he took them to move the dead leaves.
Hezhou struggled to get up and wanted to go with them. To prove that he could do it, he stretched out his arms and jumped on one leg to the door of the pharmacy. He was caught by the pole of the tea stall and almost fell.
He finally managed to stand up, holding onto the table. Everything around him was quiet.
Lotus lowered her head and laughed secretly, Chunjuan didn't dare to look at him.
Xie Xunzhi helped him sit back down and took out his purse and handed it to him: "You stay here and guard the purse. Wait a moment, I'll be back."
"Okay." Hezhou lowered his head and sniffed the faint woody fragrance on the purse, and said in a low voice: "Then come back soon."
Miss Huang rolled her eyes and said, "Little Liuzi next door, whose teeth haven't even grown in yet, does the same thing when mommy goes out."
Hezhou curled his lips: "You don't understand."
He watched Xie Xunzhi lead the two people away, and his heart couldn't help but feel empty. He looked around for something like a crutch that could allow him to go to the narrow alley.
When the time comes, he'll stand at the entrance of the alley. He'll have already thought of what to say. Seeing them move, there's no guarantee that other people will come. He'll just stand there and watch without moving...
"Don't think too much. If you don't want Lord Xie to travel alone for the next period of time, and you lie in bed at home to recuperate, then don't move." Miss Huang said in a light voice and poured him tea considerately.
Hezhou thought about it and sat down obediently. This made sense. He was a little anxious and tapped the table with his fingers from time to time.
The smell of burning fire in the air gave him a headache. In fact, Hezhou had doubted whether this was just a fantasy before death.
A sense of malice crept up from him like the whispering devil. He seemed a little confused about reality and dreams, and he tried to shake off these thoughts.
"Let's talk?" A crisp voice interrupted these thoughts.
Miss Huang lit the incense and placed one on the ground and one on the table.
"What to talk about?" Hezhou lowered his eyes. The feeling just now was very strange. Besides the sense of unreality, he seemed to be most afraid that something might happen to Xie Xunzhi.
He couldn't help but frown. This feeling wasn't right. Survival was the most important thing, wasn't it? Even in this unknown, ostracized place...
Miss Huang raised her eyes slightly and said, "You are seriously ill. I told you last time that you have a mental illness. This time it is even more serious than last time. This time, at least five or six thoughts flashed through your eyes."
Hezhou didn't say anything, but lowered his head and fiddled with the bowl of herbal tea. The strange thoughts in his mind still lingered, so he could only use three-tenths of his energy to deal with Miss Huang.
"Have you ever thought about speaking out? Do you feel it? Your dependence on Xie Xunzhi is beyond ordinary people." Miss Huang sighed: "This is not right, sir. You have only known him for a short time, and you are the local official here!"
He still kept his head down, whispering his views on the Chen family, and how "himself" had studied for many years, even died once, but ended up in this place after finally getting into high school.
When Hezhou talked about the deeper issues, he felt a hint of anger in his heart.
He stared at Miss Huang's calm eyes, paused, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
The matter of time travel was on his mind for a long time but he finally swallowed it. It was not that the original owner did not have a sense of responsibility as an official. In fact, half of the current things were pushed around.
If it weren't for Xie Xunzhi... he couldn't say what would have happened. Time travel is like kidnapping!
I don’t have a cell phone, a computer, any relatives, or even a novel I can understand, and yet I have to keep this matter in my heart.
Miss Huang burned the paper on which their conversation was written, picked up the incense on the table and went into the house. Finally, she left a message: "I hope you will be a good official."
Hezhou watched her enter the room, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the paper and pen, and copied down Xie Xunzhi's prescription.
At the end of the writing, the long piece of rice paper was filled with Xie Xunzhi's name.
The sky gradually darkened, and the sounds of roosters crowing mixed with the barking of dogs. Most of the activities in Qilan County at night were in the west, and this side was as deserted as an empty city.
Hezhou's hands tensed up as a corner of the rice paper on the table was crumpled to pieces. This feeling was like a curse, becoming more and more obvious as the night went on...
"Well written." Xie Xunzhi came back at some point, pulled out the rice paper he had been practicing calligraphy on from underneath, picked it up and looked at it carefully.
For a moment he thought he was hallucinating and smiled sheepishly: "It's okay, not as good as Xunzhi."
"Let's go. I'll take you back and bring the medicine." Xie Xunzhi put the paper away and supported him.
Hezhou stood up on tiptoe, picked up the medicine bag and went back. Along the way, he kept muttering that he was in good health and would recover quickly. Maybe he could go up the mountain with him to chop firewood tomorrow.
Xie Xunzhi laughed and said, "I will be taking up my post at the private school the day after tomorrow. You should come with me then. Do you think your writing is any good?"
"I just wrote it casually, without thinking too much." Hezhou leaned over to his ear and dragged his voice: "Why don't you praise me? I specially chose Miss Huang to go in. She's so bored there alone."
"Amazing, awesome! I'm injured so I won't be able to run away tomorrow even if I want to."
Hezhou said disdainfully, "Tsk, I'm not running away!"
When Xie Xunzhi returned home in the evening, he was busy running around. The first thing he did was to burn the words he had written, then he poured him water and applied medicine to him.
Hezhou was lying on the bed with a plate of melon seeds in his hand. He hadn't eaten a few of them before it was snatched away. Xie Xunzhi said that eating too much would make him get a sore throat.
When he went to bed at night, Xie Xunzhi sat by the bed and was always worried. He asked him worriedly: "Are you sure you still want to sleep together? I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well at night."
Hezhou patted the empty space beside him and said, "You're not sleeping well, how could I not know?"
A few nights ago, he woke up in the middle of the night and saw Xie Xunzhi sleeping peacefully, so he held him in his arms under the pretext of covering him with a quilt.
Xie Xunzhi woke up in the morning with a bad posture, simply because he was too hot.
Hezhou raised his eyebrows and patted the bed hurriedly: "Come on, come on!"
"Okay, by the way, you said yesterday at the Chen residence that you had someone upstairs?" Xie Xunzhi sat on the edge of the bed and nudged him: "Is that true?"
"Of course..." Hezhou held his breath and looked at Xie Xunzhi seriously.
For a moment, the air around them became much thinner. Xie Xunzhi felt nervous and looked at him with a frown.
After not seeing him speak for a long time, he added with a puzzled look on his face, "Really? Is your superior really the Dali Temple Shaoqing? I was wondering if we both have amnesia, how come you don't know anything about your life?"
Hezhou sneezed softly and immediately retorted, "Of course it's fake! If I really had the ability, I would register your household registration first!"
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