Chapter 14 So easily shy
While the medicine boy was bandaging Niu Baoqing's wound, he cautiously glanced at Shang Wan who was standing nearby and watching.
He and his master were both asleep when the woman suddenly climbed over the wall and came in. He was so scared that he thought she was a thief, but it turned out that she came to treat his injuries.
The person on the hospital bed is very lucky. His wound is so deep and he has lost so much blood, but he is still alive.
The old doctor placed his fingers on Niu Baoqing's pulse, frowned tightly, and looked puzzled.
"This young man's pulse is very strange. He is clearly seriously injured, but he has an inexplicable surge of vitality in his body. I have been practicing medicine for decades and have never encountered such a strange thing."
Shang·Strange Maker·Wan looked calm and asked, "When will he wake up?"
"After dawn." The old doctor wrote down the prescription and told the medicine boy to go to the front to get the medicine.
Shang Wan raised his hand and beckoned Geng Hao to the side to talk, "I'm going to go out and do something. You stay here and don't let anyone get away."
"Okay." Geng Hao agreed readily, his heart filled with joy, and he quickly planned his escape route in his mind.
The female devil is leaving. If not now, when?
Shang Wan saw through his thoughts at a glance and said calmly, "I put something on you. I can find it wherever you go. You can give it a try."
Geng Hao: “…”
"Let's go." Shang Wan took a step and suddenly stopped, turning to look at him, "Did you bring the money?"
Geng Hao nodded subconsciously. Who would run away without money?
Shang Wan looked relieved: "I didn't bring any. You can settle the consultation fee and medicine fee later."
Geng Hao: ???
The old doctor, who had been pretending to be deaf, suddenly became alert when he heard the word "medicine money". He looked at Geng Hao with a smile and said, "It's ten taels of silver in total. Don't worry, young man. You can pay it after the patient wakes up."
Geng Hao: “…”
I see you're in a hurry.
He wanted to protest to Shang Wan, but when he turned around, the person was gone.
Where did Shang Wan go?
Of course, I went to the prison to see her vase.
In the prison, the bailiffs pooled their money to buy some food and wine, and chatted while eating.
Shang Wan, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but yawn as he listened.
She had been fighting a pack of wolves alone, monitoring Tian Sheng, and rushing to rescue people that day. She was really a little sleepy now, and she didn't know whether her vase was asleep or not.
Lu Chengjing, who was being missed by Shang Wan, suddenly sneezed. He sat up and looked around the cell, but didn't see any familiar figures.
The bailiffs' unrestrained laughter could be heard from afar, making the cell seem even emptier.
He pursed his pale lips, pulled up the sour-smelling thin blanket with his left hand, and carefully lay back down on the straw mat.
Shang Wan dozed off with his head down, but he couldn't fall asleep because he was worried about something.
She didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, she found that the yamen runners had finally fallen asleep, and their snoring was deafening.
She stretched her body, walked over quietly, took the key hanging on the wall and ran to the last cell.
There were not many prisoners in the prison, and most of them were asleep. Even if there were some who were awake, they could not see Shang Wan clearly because of the speed he ran.
The chains jingled softly, and Lu Chengjing, who was completely sleepless, heard a familiar female voice, "Why aren't you asleep?"
The footsteps were approaching this side. Lu Chengjing propped himself up and sat up. When he turned his head, he met Shang Wan's approaching face.
His cheeks felt hot and he stepped back reflexively.
"What are you hiding from?" Shang Wan reached out and pressed the back of his head, their foreheads touching. "You don't have a fever, so why is your face still red?"
Shang Wan let him go, looked him over carefully, and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No." Lu Chengjing turned his eyes away, his eyelashes half drooping. "Why are you here again?"
"Of course I miss you." Shang Wan joked deliberately.
The expression of the person in front of her was a little embarrassed and angry, and his face turned even redder. She suddenly understood why his face was flushed just now.
Tsk tsk, why are you so shy so easily?
She suppressed the evil thoughts that kept coming out of her mind, reached out and pulled off the thin blanket wrapped around Lu Chengjing, and then wrapped him with the soft bedding that she had taken out from the space before entering the cell.
Lu Chengjing was wrapped up by her so that only his head was exposed, and his cold and numb body suddenly warmed up.
He looked at Shang Wan in a daze, his lips moving slightly. He wanted to ask Shang Wan how he brought in such a large quilt, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of the woman in front of him who could come and go without a trace, and swallowed the words back.
"Cover Nuannuan first to avoid being discovered. I have to take her away later." Shang Wan took out a small green porcelain bottle from her sleeve. It was also the one she took from the Lu family last night. She had filled it with spiritual spring water in advance.
"Here." She put the mouth of the porcelain bottle to Lu Chengjing's lips, "Drink it, it will be good for your injuries."
After observing for a few days, Shang Wan discovered that although the spiritual spring water was effective for people in this world, the effect was far less strong than it was at the end of the world, at least not as effective on herself.
She guessed that since they were from two different worlds and had different physiques, the effect of the spiritual spring water might have been weakened after the crossing.
Lu Chengjing lowered his eyes and licked the bottle mouth. With Shang Wan's feeding, he drank all the spiritual spring water in the porcelain bottle.
Very well behaved.
Shang Wan raised the corners of his lips and slowly talked about Geng Hao and Niu Baoqing, and also shared the big melon he had eaten in the backyard of the county government office.
Lu Chengjing had no expression on his face when listening to serious matters, but when listening to gossip, his brows furrowed more and more.
Why can this person look so bitter and resentful even when hearing gossip?
Shang Wan didn't understand. She thought for a moment, took out the copied paper from her bosom, and held it in front of Lu Chengjing. "I copied it according to the letter. Take a look."
The prison was dim, and Lu Chengjing didn't have Shang Wan's abnormal eyesight. "I can't see clearly. Since you copied it down, you should know what it says. Why don't you tell me directly?"
Shang Wan: “…”
No, she doesn't know.
If she could understand the words in the letter, would she bother copying it?
She couldn't understand it. The original owner was a literate person, and she was also a literate person. Why did the literate soul get a negative result when it passed through a literate body?
This is unscientific!
"I'm afraid I've let something slip, so you'd better read it yourself. I'll go get an oil lamp." Shang Wan found an excuse to walk out of the cell.
Lu Chengjing looked at her back with a look of surprise in his eyes.
He didn't mean to test him, but he was really surprised that Shang Wan was illiterate.
He frowned. The original Shang Wan could read and write, but this woman was trying to impersonate him, so how come she didn't even know that?
Shang Wan felt that her excuse was very good, but she didn't know that Lu Chengjing had already stripped her of her mask.
By the light of the oil lamp, Lu Chengjing read the letter very slowly.
Shang Wan looked at him and said, "Tian Sheng finished it in just a few glances. Why are you taking so long?"
The disliked Lu Chengjing: "..."
With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that the words on the paper were copied from someone else's. Not only were they not very similar, but some of them even had wrong shapes.
If the handwriting was written a little more neatly, why would he have to look at it for so long?
He couldn't help but hold it back any longer. He raised his eyelids and said expressionlessly, "Please make the calligraphy more detailed next time."
(End of this chapter)
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