Raising Wolves: Chapter 39

The Liang family in the south of the Yangtze River once had a good time. More than 20 years ago, when the late emperor went to the south of the Yangtze River, the only daughter of the Liang family was invited by the local officials for treatment. Emperor Chong'an saw the only daughter of the Liang family at a glance during the illness and forcibly brought her back. The capital was named Jing Concubine.

Because of the daughter's entry into the palace, the Liang family's reputation became even more prominent.

A few years later, the news of Concubine Jing's murder of the emperor's heir spread back to Jiangnan, and Concubine Jing was sent to the cold palace, and the Liang family was also interrogated, and then she was retaliated and suppressed by the Queen's mother's family.

A few years later, Concubine Jing died of illness in the cold palace, and the Liang family also died after a fire that started out of nowhere.

The person Zheng Yao retrieved was not named Liang, but he had a close relationship with the Liang family. He was an orphan adopted by the Liang family and a senior brother of Ning Juan's mother.

Ning Juan has a very good memory. When he was a child in the cold palace, he remembered everything his mother told him.

In addition to talking about the outside world she had seen briefly, she also talked about the grandparents Ning Juan had never met, and her genius brother with unparalleled medical skills.

That person is Xu Shu.

When talking about Xu Shu, my mother would always be silent, looking at the lonely night sky above the cold palace, for a long time, and then said without thinking: "If I didn't visit the doctor..."

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Although Ning Juan remembered every word his mother said to him, he didn't understand why his mother made such assumptions when he was young.

It was only when I remembered it when I grew up that I understood.

Her mother regretted her first visit and met Emperor Chong'an before he was forcibly brought back to the capital, and became an inconspicuous flower embroidered on a screen in the harem.

He also gradually understood why his mother occasionally looked at him with a few traces of inexplicable and complicated disgust in her eyes.

Nasizha's disgust was a thorn in his fond memories, so he never told Lu Qing about it.

Xu Shu was found by Zheng Yao in a small village in the north of Jiangyou.

Long before he went down to the south of the Yangtze River, Ning Juan was sending someone to dig three feet into the ground to find someone. Fortunately, he finally found it.

Specifically, it should be caught.

The Liang family tree collapsed, and Xu Shu also left. He went under the pseudonym Xu Yuan and traveled around as a doctor. Half a year ago, he opened a small pharmacy in a small village in the north of Jiangyou, and took a break.

The small village was not affected by the flood, but the news was blocked, and Xu Shu didn't even know that the emperor had come to Jiangyou.

When Jin Yiwei came to the door, Xu Shu's attitude was very contradictory and refused to obey. Zheng Yao was in a hurry, so he simply tied the person directly, and as soon as he lost the horse's back, he galloped back on his horse.

Xu Shu, a doctor and not a martial artist, almost vomited on the back of a horse. When he arrived at Ji'an Mansion, his face was quite ugly, he was exhausted, and he still had the energy to scold all the way: "That's how people in the imperial court are. Bandit behavior, I said, I'm just an ordinary man, what kind of noble people are you trying to save, I can't save them!"

Zheng Yao turned a deaf ear, carried him off the horse, walked directly to the gate of the small courtyard, and called someone in to report.

Ning Juan stayed up all night for several days in a row, his eyes were light black and blue, and his eyes were full of bloodshots. He heard Changshun's communication without too many waves. He hummed lightly, calmly and patiently. After carefully wiping Lu Qingze's hands, he turned around and walked out of the room, washed his hands, took off his kerchief, and walked in front of Xu Shu, who was still scolding.

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. As soon as Xu Shu looked up, he saw a tall and straight young man much taller than him.

The other party put his hands behind his back and looked down at him, his cold brows covered with half a shadow, and he spit out two words: "Xu Shu."

Being called the real name, Xu Shu froze in his heart, and his irritable expression was accepted.

Zheng Yao didn't know who Xu Shu was, and he didn't explain the situation to Xu Shu on the way, but Xu Shu had been practicing medicine for many years and had seen countless patients. He could see at a glance that even though the young man in front of him was exhausted, his temperament was noble and extraordinary. Rich or expensive.

I'm afraid it's some kind of royal grandson.

It's really strange that a person of this identity actually came to Jiang You who was causing the plague.

Xu Shu didn't have a good impression of everyone who was close to the royal family, and sneered: "I don't know which noble family son you are, and I'm not interested in how you know me. Anyway, I can't save people."

"Presumptuous!" Zheng Yao stared, his voice like thunder, "Do you know who you are talking to!"

Xu Shu was all alone, breaking the jar, holding his hands and looking at the sky through his nostrils, not afraid of death or fright.

"You haven't seen anyone yet, so you can't save them."

Ning Juan was not angry, and looked at Xu Shu slowly: "The queen mother praised you for your outstanding medical skills. Could it be that she is overrated."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Xu Shu was stunned for a moment, his lips trembled, and he suddenly looked at Ning Lian's face.

He was so angry just now that he didn't take a close look at the face of the young man in front of him. Now that he looks closely, he realizes that this face is unforgettable and familiar, and he blurted out, "You are..."

After a pause, Xu Shu finally realized Ning Juan's identity with hindsight. He took a breath and slowly spit it out, his face a little weird: "I didn't expect the dignified emperor to appear in this place... Caomin see Your Majesty."

"Can you save me?" Ning Jian didn't answer, staring at him flatly.

Xu Shu was silent for a while, then turned his head and looked at Zheng Yao coldly: "Bring me my medical kit."

When Zheng Yao arrested someone, he took Xu Shu's medical box with him by the way. Hearing that, he immediately called someone to bring it up and handed it over with a shy face: "I've been offended a lot before, I'm sorry, Doctor Xu."

As soon as Xu Shu saw him, his stomach was full of fire, gouged out another glance, snatched his own medical box, and followed Ning Juan into the room.

The house was tightly sealed, and no wind could penetrate.

Even if he was covered with a cloth towel, he could smell the bitter and strong medicinal smell as soon as he entered the room. When he entered the room, his hand was hanging beside the bed.

If you got closer, you could see the person sleeping on the bed.

Even though he was severely emaciated during the illness, his complexion didn't lose a bit, but it made people even more frightened when he saw it.

Xu Shu glanced at him and didn't ask who it was. He lifted Lu Qingze's hand on the pulse pillow, identified the pulse for a while, and frowned slowly.

Chang Shun's eyes widened, and he tightened his veil nervously.

Ning Lian looked at Lu Qingze calmly, but his heart beat so much that he could barely stand still, and his palms were sweating silently.

What if Xu Shu didn't work either?

After a while, Xu Shu let go of his hand in deep thought, got up and probed Lu Qingze's forehead, opened his eyelids to take a look.

Seeing that Xu Shu remained silent for a long time, Chang Shun finally couldn't help it, and asked tremblingly, "Doctor, how is the situation of Master Lu?"

Xu Shu didn't know who this "Lord Lu" was in front of him. He listened impatiently to the news in the palace. He walked around all these years, except when he learned that the former emperor Bintian and Ning Juan were so happy that they got drunk when they ascended the throne, the rest. Not too clear.

He glanced at Changshun: "How many days has he been sick?"

Changshun was about to answer when Ning Juan spoke first: "It's almost five days and one night."

"Did you vomit or have diarrhea?"

"No, the high fever and sweating continue, and I couldn't drink the medicine yesterday."

…

Whatever Xu Shu asked, Ning Juan would answer. He stayed by Lu Qingze's side and knew the situation better than Changshun. Changshun intended to speak a few times, but after he came to his senses, he silently closed his mouth.

Xu Shu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said again: "Show me the prescription he has been drinking for the past few days."

Changshun was finally able to play a role, and quickly took out the prescription from his arms and handed it over: "Please read."

Xu Shu flipped through the prescriptions, his brows furrowed more and more tightly. Seeing Changshun's heart hanging high, he followed the spit nervously: "Is there any problem with this prescription?"

Xu Shu snorted from his nose, threw the prescription away, sat down at the table, picked up the wolf's hair, dipped it in ink, and wrote Zhang Fangzi in a dignified tone: "The imperial doctor from the palace is like this. A little level? Your master Lu is not infected with the virus, so what's the use of not prescribing the medicine? Fortunately, there were a few medicines in the recipe, so it was not delayed to the end."

Ning Juan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and immediately grasped the most important point, with a surprise light in his eyes: "Teacher... Didn't you get the virus?"

Xu Shu's attitude towards His Majesty the Emperor was also stubborn, and he snorted softly: "The damp heat accumulates and the wind and cold invades, and this period of time has been quite a lot of work, lack of rest, and his body is too weak, so that's it, although It is not as deadly as the epidemic, but if it is delayed, people will not burn stupid, but it should be burnt out."

Ning Jian's brows twitched.

Jiangyou's disease was serious, Lu Qingze's symptoms were similar to those in the early stages of the disease, and he had been in contact with Lin Xi who was infected.

He understands why, but...

Changshun Yuguang noticed Ning Juan's expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Our family will take the prescription to grab the medicine and fry it now. Doctor Xu and Master Lu drink the medicine, when will you wake up?"

Xu Shu glanced at the half bowl of medicine left on the table: "You just filled him with medicine? Then decoct the medicine at night, as long as he can drink the medicine, he will wake up tomorrow, and drink it for another three or five days. Take care of yourself, and you'll be able to get up."

Ning Wan's heartstrings suddenly loosened.

Lu Qing is not infected and will wake up tomorrow, which is undoubtedly the best news.

His slightly tired face was refreshed, and he instructed Changshun to grab the medicine first, and immediately caught another key point: "Doctor Xu seems to have an understanding of the epidemic? I sent someone to invite you over for this reason."

Xu Shu briefly recalled the experience of being thrown on the horse's back and rushed over in a frenzy, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

you call this please? !

But in front of him is the child of the junior sister, or the emperor of Daqi, bear it.

Xu Shu reluctantly suppressed his anger and buried his head in packing his medical box: "Before the Jiangyou blockade, some patients fled to the vicinity of the village. After the villagers took in those patients, some were infected with the disease. If it was not saved, I have been researching, and I wrote a prescription a few days ago, but it was too late, the patients were all dead, and the medicine had not been tried, so there is no guarantee that it will work."

The tone was understated, as if he didn't care about the dead patients.

But if you really don't care, you won't be thinking about it.

Ning Juan looked at Lu Qingze again, put his hand back into the quilt lightly, and took Xu Shu back to the courtyard.

Zheng Yao was still circling outside the yard, stretching his neck to find out what was going on in the house. When he saw Ning Juan came out, he immediately stopped.

Ning Juan took off the towel and raised his chin slightly to Zheng Yao: "Take Dr. Xu to the courtyard of the Yu family's sister and brother to have a look."

Xu Shuzheng didn't give Zheng Yao one, and walked out with his heavy and huge medical box on his back.

Zheng Yao glanced at Ning Juan's face, and guessed that Lu Qingze's situation should be better than expected, and then looked at the genius doctor who had been offended by him, leaned over and wanted to help lift the medical box, and by the way pleaded guilty .

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Xu Shu slapped him mercilessly.

Zheng Yao: "..."

Isn't it said that doctors are benevolent!

When Xu Shu passed by, Chen Ke was also on Linxi's side.

Although the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital were all scolded as waste, but Chen Ke was the leader of the imperial physician and had extensive medical experience, and Xu Shu barely saw it. Lin Xi and Yu Liuyue tried a dose.

When it was a little later, the people below came to spread the news: "Report to Your Majesty! Doctor Xu and Imperial Physician Chen have excellent medicinal effects. Lin Xi and Yu Liuyue are in better condition and no longer continue to have fever!"

If he can successfully stabilize the condition and restore the two to normal, Jiang You's epidemic will hopefully subside.

Ning Juan sat on the head of the bed, held Lu Qingze's hot hand, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, instructed Changshun to look after Lu Qingze, then got up and went to the study, asking Xu Shu to come see him.

Xu Shu came quickly.

When seeing Lin Xi and Yu Liuyue, he also learned a little about the situation under Jiang's right eyes, and it was even more strange to see Ning Juan's eyes.

Xu Shu's mood was quite complicated about the blood of his junior sister and the late emperor.

If it wasn't for the dog emperor back then, the younger sister would not have been forced to leave her hometown, locked up in the deep palace, involved in the palace struggle, and Xiang Xiaoyu died in the cold palace.

The Liang family can also stay safe and sound and not fall.

But Ning Juan is different from the incompetent and incompetent emperor.

At least he dared to come to Jiangyou for disaster relief in person.

Ning Juan was sitting on the chair, playing with the plum blossom hairpin in his hand, and noticing Xu Shu's gaze, he lifted his eyelids: "Have you seen enough?"

Xu Shufang felt offended and looked away: "Your Majesty and your mother look a bit similar."

Ning Juan was noncommittal: "Sit down."

Xu Shu was not polite, his bones were almost disintegrated, and he had not had time to sit down after arriving at Ji'an Mansion.

Ning Juan stroked the plum blossom in the hairpin, with a calm tone, but a surprising voice: "Do you have an old relationship with my mother?"

Xu Shu was so frightened that he almost jumped up, his face was red and white: "Your Majesty, you..."

"I saw a plum blossom carved on your medical box. The carving technique is quite familiar." Ning Ruan stretched out his hand and put the white jade plum blossom hairpin he was playing with on the table, his tone was cold, "Why, don't you? Dare to admit it?"

Xu Shu stared at the hairpin, his eyes mixed with stunned and shocked expressions, and he came back to his senses. He didn't expect this little majesty to say such words so calmly, and his back was stiff for a long time. As soon as he loosened it, he fell back on the back of the chair, gritted his teeth, sweating profusely, looked at the hairpin on the table again, and finally spit out a sentence: "I gave it to her by hand polishing it."

In the most difficult time in the cold palace, Jing Concubine was not willing to change this hosta.

The last thing left for Ningyan is just it.

Ning Lian lowered his eyes and looked at the hairpin.

During her terminal illness, her mother often rubbed the hairpin.

This is an affair that his mother dare not declare to others.

It turned out to be a different story.

After a moment of dead silence in the study, Ning Juan suddenly stretched out his hand and handed the hosta over.

Xu Shu was stunned: "Your Majesty is this?"

The young emperor's long eyelashes were lowered, and his expression showed no emotion: "Give it back to you."

Xu Shu was stunned, his throat kept choking, but he couldn't hold back. He took it with trembling hands: "Is it okay? Your Majesty, this is what your mother left for you..."

After hearing the news of Concubine Jing, he went to the capital, but he couldn't do anything, not even ask someone to bring some money into the palace.

It's not hard to guess what day will be in the cold palace.

Probably the younger sister only left this for her son.

"Take it."

When he was young, Ning Juan needed to look at the hairpin from time to time, absorb the warmth left by his mother, and strive to survive in the palace.

Later, he had Lu Qingze.

"I don't need it anymore."

Since this is his mother's concern and unfinished wish, he doesn't mind giving this longing, which has never been said in his mouth, to the person who should hold it.

Not for Xu Shu, but for his mother.

Xu Shu's eyes turned red, his lips trembled, and he lowered his head deeply: "Thank you... Your Majesty."

Ning Juan glanced at the hairpin again, looked away, no longer attached too much: "How confident are you and Imperial Physician Chen about the epidemic?"

Suddenly jumping to this topic, Xu Shu was still a little unresponsive, and thought for a while: "My previous thinking was right, after talking with Chen Taiyi today, a little improvement will be effective. But it's better to bring When several patients come, I will also be able to test the medicine better, and in ten days at most, I will have the confidence to develop a treatment formula."

Ning Juan silently eased his breath and nodded, "If you need it, look for Master Zheng."

Xu Shu: "…"

Can I change someone?

After talking with Xu Shu, the sky was changing, like overturned ink. When Ning Juan hurried back to the courtyard, the sky was also darkened by Xu Xu.

The medicine in the kitchen just arrived, and the guard who delivered the medicine wanted to salute Ning Juan when he saw it.

Ning Juan took the medicine bowl with his hands and waved his hand: "Go down."

After speaking, he strode into the house.

Lu Qing was still in a drowsiness, with pale lips and shallow breathing.

Changshun sat by the window, carefully wiping away the sweat on Lu Qingze, and seeing Ning Juan came in with the medicine in his hand, he got up and walked away with a wink.

Ning Juan was accustomed to testing the temperature of the medicine in the bowl and felt that it was almost the same, so he scooped up a spoonful of medicine and fed it to Lu Qingze.

Maybe it was because of the tossing last night, vomiting and feeding repeatedly. Although Lu Qing was still in a chaotic sleep with a high fever, feeling the smell of medicine approaching, he was still reflexively churning in his stomach, frowning slightly, saying goodbye. beginning.

Ning Juan was slightly startled, his face darkened slightly, he stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Qingze's lower jaw, and fed the medicine into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingze's reaction was even bigger, the dark crow's eyelashes trembled, the pale eyebrows were deeply frowned, and he turned his head in resistance.

A spoonful of medicine splashed out and spilled onto Ning Juan's hand.

Changshun quickly picked up the veil and wiped it over: "Oh, what's the matter? This is the first time that Master Lu has been so uncooperative. Doctor Xu ordered that this medicine must be drunk!"

There seemed to be something in Ning Juan's mind, it snapped off, and he sat expressionlessly, staring at Lu Qingze's almost lifeless face for a moment, and after Changshun wiped it off, he said lightly: " go out."

Changshun groaned: "Huh?"

Ning Juan turned his head, his stern eyes were like cold stars, and Chang Shun shrank his neck when he was seen: "Yes, yes."

Changshun didn't dare to think too much about what Ning Juan wanted him to do, so he trotted out of the house, closed the door tightly, and stayed by the door, deciding that no one would let him in tonight.

Only Ning Juan and Lu Qingze were left in the room.

The ice basin has almost melted, and the already dark interior is tightly covered, the candles are dimly lit, and the flames are faintly dancing.

Ning Yan was no longer in a hurry to force-feed the medicine, and gently moved Lu Qingze into his arms and leaned against him. His eyes flowed over his pale lips, and his heart was unhappy, and he stretched out his fingertips to grind it.

The petal-like soft lips were smashed, and the blood came up, as if it was stained with her daughter's mouth fat, and it was bright red.

The sickness on Lu Qingze's face has miraculously subsided a lot, and it seems to be full of vitality, which contrasts with the morbid red on the cheekbones, more like drunk, and the tear mole is also red, and the two complement each other.

Usually, only with a clear and beautiful face, it looks strange and beautiful, with a kind of soul-sucking good-looking.

But in the next moment, the color of that lip returned to pale again, lost its ruddy blood, and was lifeless.

Ning Juan couldn't help but stretched out his hand again, but in the next instant he realized what he was doing.

He closed his eyes and felt like a fire was burning in his chest, making him unable to breathe.

A long time ago, he felt as if he was a little strange.

In the matter of Lu Qingze.

That strange feeling of being overwhelmed, afraid to touch, and eager to get close.

Feeling anxious and wanting to escape because of Ning Cong's old affairs.

Because of taboos and morality, trying to delineate everything in the safety of teachers and students.

They were all turned into powder because of Lu Qingze's serious illness.

The distorted and expanding possessiveness that had arisen out of nowhere, and only wanted Lu Qing to watch his dark thoughts alone, climbed out again after the worries, fears, and unease of the past few days were subsided.

After Ning Juan finished examining himself, he looked at Lu Qingze who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

What was burning inside of depression broke through the barrier.

This person is too fragile, he wants to lock him tightly in the palm of his hand.

Even if he doesn't want to.

Ning Ruan stretched out his hand to hold Lu Qingze's jaw, forcing his lips to slightly open, his eyes were dark like thick ink: "Teacher, if you don't want to drink, I'll help you."

The candlelight suddenly jumped with a "smack", and it jumped to reflect the overlapping figures at the head of the bed.

Ning Juan took a sip of the medicine, lowered his head, covered the warm lips, and passed the medicine over.

The author has something to say:

Okay, Zhongguoguo understands her own mind!

And the first kiss (unknown to Lu himself).