Chapter 109: Setting up the stage for Zhao Yun to perform
The doctor examined Shen Shuwei and said that she was lucky. She fell into the pool halfway up the mountain and someone helped her, so nothing serious happened. The doctor prescribed some medicine for her to boil and take herself.
Zhao Yun was a much more troublesome case. The arrow wound on his right shoulder was terrifying to see. Although it had been bandaged on the mountain, the doctor still carefully flushed the wound again and applied medicine.
After carrying the man into the room, the doctor stroked his goatee and warned, "Your brother is seriously injured. Besides the arrow wound, he also has internal injuries. You must take good care of him for the next few days and don't let him walk around."
Shen Shuwei thanked the doctor and took out some change from his pocket and stuffed it into the doctor's pocket.
The people watching the excitement around were all shocked for a moment. They paid copper coins to see a doctor, and those who really couldn't afford the consultation fee would give some food from their homes.
This pile of silver coins is enough for them to live on for half a year. They are really generous, young men and women from wealthy families.
Shen Shuwei not only gave money to the doctor, but also gave money to Shi Laoer and the few people who helped him.
Shi Laoer took the silver, put it into his pocket happily, and patted his chest to assure Chen Shuwei and the other two that if they had any problems, they could go to his house to find him. He also said that the people in their village were simple and honest, and no one would commit robbery, so he told them to rest assured and have a rest.
The woman who lent her room to Chen Shuwei not only received money, but Chen Shuwei also gave her a hairpin decorated with pearls. The woman was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. She repeatedly asked Chen Shuwei to rest while she went to boil water and find quilts for the two of them.
Some people nearby were jealous and wondered why they hadn't been quick enough to take the brother and sister back home.
After seeing the people off, Shen Shuwei looked back at Zhao Yun, who was lying peacefully on the bed with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, and the corners of his mouth were straightened.
The struggle between him and his brother Zhao Yue was forcibly intervened by the prince, and also involved himself and the Shen family.
Now she still has to take care of this sickly man lying paralyzed in bed.
Chen Shuwei closed her eyes and let out a sigh. Although she was angry about being deceived by Zhao Yun, she felt a little relieved in her heart.
Since he has such a prominent status, his elder brother can be saved after returning to Beijing.
Shen Shuwei walked out with the medicine prescribed by the doctor, borrowed a pot, squatted in the yard and began to boil the medicine.
When she was at the Shen family, Shen Shuwei often decocted medicine for Shen Heng and Zhao Yun, and was often borrowed by Doctor Yun to help. Although she didn't have a special pot for decocting medicine, she controlled the heat very well.
Not long after, Shen Shuwei poured out two bowls of medicine. Thinking of Zhao Yun's bad habit of not liking to take medicine, Shen Shuwei pinched his eyebrows and carried one of the bowls into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, Shen Shuwei discovered that Aunt Yan, the owner of the house, was also there, talking to Zhao Yun while standing and sitting.
"Oh, why are you two young people on the top of the mountain so late at night?" asked Aunt Yan.
"It's a matter at my home." Zhao Yun said.
Chen Shuwei's heart skipped a beat. Zhao Yue wanted to kill him as his brother. He wanted to send his younger brother Zhao Yue to death. It was all because of family reasons.
But it sounded different to Aunt Yan. The woman was bright and graceful, and the man was even more beautiful. If they didn't return home late at night, it would be because the elders in the family would not tolerate them and kick them out.
Aunt Yan wanted to ask more, "But the girl's family can't accommodate you?"
Zhao Yun lowered his eyes and sighed, "She has two brothers. They are both very good to me, but one of them doesn't like me very much."
Aunt Yan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she slapped her thigh fiercely, "I told you that you and that girl are not brother and sister. You don't look like it."
She had to trick him into saying it.
"Is this the reason you eloped with her? Could it be that the arrow in your shoulder was also shot by her brother?"
If this is true, then the brother is too cruel.
Shen Shuwei sneered while holding the medicine bowl, leaning against the door without saying a word. She wanted to see what else Zhao Yun could say, whether he could even go on stage and perform.
Zhao Yun coughed softly and shook his head weakly, his face full of visible fatigue. "That's not the case. It was shot by my disappointing younger brother."
When Aunt Yan heard this, her eyes widened. How come there was a new younger brother?
Zhao Yun slowly exhaled, "My mother passed away early, and my father passed away recently, leaving behind some money, and my younger brother--"
Aunt Yan became more and more interested the more she listened. She wished she could go to the kitchen to roast some melon seeds for herself so that she could sit beside the teacher and listen while cracking them.
Look, how pitiful he is. The girl's brother doesn't like him, and his own brother is fighting like a black-eyed chicken for a little money, and is cruelly trying to murder his brother.
Aunt Yan felt a little sorry for him.
Shen Shuwei couldn't bear to listen any longer. She was afraid that if she continued, Aunt Yan would treat Zhao Yun, the black-hearted man, as her own grandson.
She coughed a few times, and Zhao Yun looked over in the direction of the sound. His eyes first showed joy, and then he lowered his eyes sadly.
Chen Shuwei sneered in his heart and started acting again.
Aunt Yan pulled Shen Shuwei over with a look of pity on her face, "Miss, your husband is a good man, he is really pitiful, please take good care of him."
In front of Aunt Yan, Shen Shuwei did not expose Zhao Yun. After sending him away and locking the door, he looked at Zhao Yun with a forced smile and put the bowl in his hand on the table.
"Get up and drink the medicine."
Zhao Yun covered her lips and coughed, looking at her with watery eyes, "The doctor said I can't move my right hand yet."
Shen Shuwei sat on the chair, raised his chin slightly and looked at him, "Don't you still have a left hand?"
The light in Zhao Yun's eyes gradually dimmed, and he got up silently. The wound on his right shoulder was torn, and some blood oozed out.
Shen Shuwei looked at him expressionlessly.
Zhao Yun reached out to take the medicine bowl, but before he drank it, he frowned. After taking a sip of the medicine, his face turned even paler.
Shen Shuwei took the medicine bowl and reached out to pinch his chin, "I've been boiling it for half an hour, try spitting it out."
Zhao Yun failed to spit it out and started coughing violently, looking at Shen Shuwei pitifully.
Chen Shuwei shifted her gaze and took out a small bag of dried sour plums wrapped in a handkerchief from her bosom. She had bought this with some small change.
Chen Shuwei stuffed a sour plum into his mouth, and the nauseating taste of the medicine was suppressed.
As he took a mouthful of medicine and a mouthful of dried sour plum, Shen Shuwei had to use all his energy to prevent him from spitting it out.
When feeding the last one, Chen Shuwei's fingertips were rolled by the wet and soft tip of the tongue.
She narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhao Yun, who was looking at her innocently, as if he didn't know what he had done.
Chen Shu chuckled slightly, took the empty bowl and went out.
When he came back, he saw that there was only one bed in the room, and half of it was occupied by the disabled Zhao Yun. His head started to hurt again.
Now it was late autumn, and she soaked in the pond again. Although she had washed herself with hot water and changed her clothes, she really didn't want to sleep on the ground.
Looking at the bruises on her body, if she slept on the floor for another night, she would be in so much pain that she would become a cripple by tomorrow morning.
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