Chapter 295 What a coincidence
Fu Zhaoning took Xie, Eleven and Thirteen and others to that place.
If Xie had not led the way, Fu Zhaoning would not have known that there was such a place near the Lin family. It looked like a wasteland surrounded by some houses. There were a few clumps of bamboo growing very densely. There was a broken stone road covered with moss extending in. There was a well inside. There were some irregular stone slabs laid beside the well. They looked quite smooth. It should be that women used to wash clothes here.
"In the past, many people came here to fetch water and wash things, but in the past two years, this well has been inexplicably short of water, and fetching water is a bit difficult, so no one comes here much anymore," said Xie.
"Aunt Xie, you don't need to get off the carriage. Chen Shan is also here. If anything goes wrong, you should get out of the carriage immediately."
It was already dusk, and there was a bamboo forest here, so the light was dim and it looked a bit eerie in there.
Fu Zhaoning had no intention of letting Xie follow him in.
"Zhaoning, do you want to go in by yourself?" Xie was a little worried. If the old man that Anhao mentioned was really hiding here, it meant that he might not be the person the government was looking for. Could he be a bad guy?
Will there be other bad guys coming here together?
"And there are eleven and thirteen."
As soon as Fu Zhaoning finished speaking, Eleven Thirteen jumped over and landed behind her.
Mrs. Xie didn't know where they came from, but when she saw the two of them, she felt a little relieved.
"Then be careful."
Fu Zhaoning nodded and walked into the bamboo forest.
In the dark at the back, you can see the shadows of several mud houses.
I heard that the people who placed the tablets of their ancestors here were not native to the capital. After coming to the capital and settling down, they could no longer return to their hometowns. There were no tombs or ancestral halls, so several families didn't know who was the first to come up with the idea of placing the tablets here.
When there is a memorial day, I will come here to burn incense and worship.
After all, we are not a wealthy family, and sometimes we feel that our house is too small and there is no place to put the tablet.
When Fu Zhaoning walked over, he could smell the scent of years of incense ash.
And it might be damp here, with a rotten smell.
If someone really hides in this place, it would be very difficult to find him.
As she got closer, Fu Zhaoning's intuition came back, and she suddenly felt that there was a high possibility of a surprise.
"Miss.."
Eleven suddenly reached out to stop her and signaled her not to move.
In front of us was an adobe house which looked like it had not been cleaned up. There was moss and grass growing at the door.
There is also a large clump of bamboo at the back. The bamboo grows very tall and almost covers the house, so a large layer of bamboo leaves falls on the roof of the house, making it look even more desolate.
"cough."
A very suppressed cough was heard from the room.
Fu Zhaoning's heart moved. The person is still here.
"I'll go in."
Fu Zhaoning spoke to Eleven Thirteen with his mouth, with a silver needle already between his fingers.
"Miss, be careful."
Eleven and Thirteen immediately moved to the left and right of the door, ready to take action at any time.
Fu Zhaoning walked straight to the door without deliberately lowering his footsteps. The people inside must have heard it, as there was no movement for a moment.
Fu Zhaoning stood at the door and spoke, "Master Hu?"
Eleven and Thirteen looked at each other, both of them were a little shocked. Although they had some guesses that the person hiding here might be the old master of the Hu family, they were not so sure. They did not expect Fu Zhaoning to call him out directly.
"My name is Fu Zhaoning, Xiao Lanyuan's princess."
Fu Zhaoning also directly called out his identity.
There was still no movement inside.
"You met a little girl before, and she gave you some medicine. That medicine was made by me. If you had a minor injury, you should have gotten much better after taking the medicine that day. It's unlikely that you're still coughing now. But I just heard your dull and suppressed cough, so you must have been seriously injured."
As soon as Fu Zhaoning finished speaking, there was another series of coughs.
This time, I can't hold it back anymore.
"You, you...cough cough cough."
"Master Hu, if you don't mind, I'm coming in. I'm coming in alone."
Fu Zhaoning stepped inside.
There was only a wooden table in the room, with a few tablets on it.
In the corner, there was an old man half leaning against the wall with three straw mats underneath him.
He was leaning there, looking shivering, with incense ash smeared on his face, so it was hard to tell what he looked like, but his hair was gray, so he looked to be very old.
His clothes were stained with blood and had a tear in them.
Apart from that, there is nothing here.
"Master Hu, right?"
Fu Zhaoning stood there and didn't move forward. The old man coughed for a long time and then became speechless.
"Can I come over and take a look at you? You must have heard that my medical skills are very good. I'm not bragging, but I can at least stop your cough now."
“Cough cough cough!”
Patriarch Hu was coughing so hard that his lungs were about to burst, and he couldn't even say a word to her. At this time, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to, and he couldn't even stand up because of coughing.
"Then I came over. From the sound of your coughing, I can tell that you have serious internal injuries and a cold. You don't have to worry about me doing anything to you. If you keep coughing like this, there's no need for anyone else to do anything to you. You won't be able to save your life."
Fu Zhaoning was telling the truth. Anyway, she could tell from hearing him coughing that there was no need for anyone else to do anything. He wouldn't live long if he continued like this.
"good.."
The old master Hu squeezed out these words with great difficulty.
Fu Zhaoning had already changed the needle and took out her needle bag. She walked over, grabbed his wrist, and directly gave him two injections in his hand.
Then he inserted two more needles into his back, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and pressed on his chest a few times. The old master Hu, who had been coughing violently, stopped coughing instantly.
He had been coughing so hard that he felt he was dying. He estimated that this coughing alone could kill him. Suddenly, the sound stopped, not even a single cough. His lungs instantly became calm as if suppressed. He was unable to react and was stunned.
"I have a pill here, but I don't have any water. See if you can chew it and swallow it. It tastes very bitter, so you have to endure it. There's only one pill, and you won't get any more if you spit it out."
Fu Zhaoning took out a black pill and handed it to the old master of the Hu family.
Patriarch Hu raised his hand with difficulty, picked up the pill, put it into his mouth without thinking, and began to chew it.
"Do you believe me?"
Fu Zhaoning continued to give him acupuncture. Although it was through his clothes, her acupuncture was still quite accurate, as if she had been playing with needles for several lifetimes.
As Patriarch Hu chewed the pill, a bitter taste filled his mouth, but upon careful tasting, it actually had a hint of sweetness.
For him, this kind of suffering is nothing.
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