Chujiu looked over and said that the person who pulled the third master turned out to be Miss Gu.

What's wrong today?

The third master, who had long become a mature man, started to weave a rabbit, which really caught him off guard and watched it foolishly for a long time.

Just as he was about to come forward to ask the Third Master what it meant? The Third Master stood up and fell crookedly beside the stone table.

The silly Miss Gu actually supported the Third Master at a critical moment.

One is strange, two are incredible.

Is something happening?

It’s not that he is stupid, but that there is nothing strange about it.

Chujiu took over Wei Yuanchen, and Gu Mingzhu was still stunned, as if the support just now was completely a coincidence.

Chujiu blinked. Maybe he was thinking too much, Miss Gu was a complete coincidence just now.

People shouldn't think too much, otherwise they will become stupid.

Mrs. Lin happened to come over, and when she saw this scene, her face changed: "What's wrong?"

"Mrs. I'm sorry," Chujiu immediately looked at Mrs. Lin, "Get out a guest room to let my third master slow down."

Chujiu was quite calm. The third master had this problem since he came out of the prison. When the first attack occurred, they were scared to death and almost invited all the famous doctors in the capital. As a result, they were only cured of skin trauma. After a while, they would still have fever for unknown reasons. From top to bottom, they felt that the third master might not be able to overcome this hurdle.

Even the sick Empress sent a female official to visit the Third Master, bringing a lot of supplements and healing medicines to keep the third Master alive, but no matter what medicine he used, the Third Master just vomited whatever he took. He opened his eyes all night and couldn't sleep, and he was so skinny that he looked so thin.

He was helpless. The Empress and the Wei family members wrote a volume of Buddhist scriptures to worship them in front of the Buddha, praying for the blessing of God and Buddha.

The third master gradually could eat half a bowl of corn porridge, and then a bowl. He still remembered the old lady. The wife was waiting for the news like a frightened bird. He heard that the third master had not vomited out food, and they couldn't help crying.

The third master has been smart and smart since childhood, and has a gentle and considerate personality. He is the most precious thing in the Wei family.

The eldest master is gone, and the third master can survive is a comfort to the Wei family.

But even if this strange disease is entangled with the Third Master, he will come to him at any time. In the past, he could have discovered that the Third Master has been too deeply concealed in the past two years and often carried it on his back. People outside thought that the Third Master's illness was completely cured.

So he really didn't see when the Third Master started to feel uncomfortable today.

Mrs. Lin ordered someone to free up the guest room, and Chujiu supported Wei Yuanchen and lay on the bed.

Mrs. Lin said: "What should I do? Why don't I go and have someone hire a doctor."

Chujiu remembered Mr. Sun and was about to speak, but saw Wei Yuanchen on the bed opening his eyes and shook his head.

Chujiu understood what Wei Yuanchen meant and turned to Mrs. Lin to report: "My third master is just tired, so you don't need to invite a doctor. The lady let him rest here and it will be fine soon." When the third master moves easily, they will leave. If they force themselves to carry the third master back now, the third master's weak appearance will definitely be seen, and someone may take advantage of the situation.

Mrs. Lin was a little worried. Mr. Wei San’s appearance was not caused by fatigue. If something really happened, she couldn’t afford to take care of it. However, Mr. Wei San’s willing to hire a doctor, and she couldn’t say anything.

Mrs. Lin said: "What do you need? Just say it, I will ask the manager's mother to pick it up immediately."

Chujiu respectfully saluted Mrs. Lin: "If you need warm water and a towel, you don't need anything else. Please ask your wife to tell her family members not to tell us about our third master."

"Okay," Mrs. Lin agreed immediately, "I'll let someone do it now."

Mrs. Lin came out of the guest room and didn't dare to walk away. She sat down in the room next to her. Gu Mingzhu took Baotong into the door.

Mrs. Lin looked at Zhuzhu sitting on the soft collapse playing with small bamboo balls, and gently touched Zhuzhu's head.

When Mr. Wei San entered the door, Mrs. Lin looked at him with a look of something wrong. It turned out that she felt uncomfortable. However, looking at the Wei family, she was not too panicked, as if she knew what to do.

Gu Mingzhu glanced at Baotong, and Baotong immediately stepped forward and said, "Madam, what's wrong with Master Wei San? Could it be that he was injured in the village?"

"Probably not," said Mrs. Lin. "If you are injured, you will ask the doctor to come and see. Even if you don't trust the people we invite, they will bring them themselves, and they don't ask for any medicine. They just asked for warm water and towels..."

After saying this, Mrs. Lin thought carefully: "When I was in Beijing, I heard that Mr. Wei San fell ill in the prison. The famous doctors in Beijing said it was a strange disease. Now it seems that it may be related to this."

Baotong whispered: "Aren't the Wei family's relatives? Why did Master Wei San even go to prison?"

"It's not the case seven years ago," said Mrs. Lin, and found that she was talking too much. She looked up at Baotong, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Baotong had to retract her head.

"Madam," said the manager's mother, "the Wei family asked if there is ice in our house, which might be useful."

At this time, use ice? Mrs. Lin frowned: "Go and get it, and you should tell me not to get frozen, which will ruin your body." They and the Wei family have never walked around. Master Wei was sick here, so she was too deep and shallow, and she was bound to do anything.

Mrs. Lin was still worried and looked at Mother Wang: "Send a few people with quick hands and feet to help, come with me to find out what medicine can be used."

Mrs. Lin said as she walked outwards. When she arrived at the door, she looked at Baotong: "Take good care of the young lady and don't walk around."

Baotong responded.

After Mrs. Lin walked out, Gu Mingzhu put the bamboo ball on the table. She had heard that the Wei family had been involved in the rebellion case of the eldest princess. At that time, many royal relatives were involved in the case, and most of them were released after the trial. The Wei family seemed to have experienced some twists and turns, and outsiders did not know the truth.

Although she was also imprisoned in the case of the eldest princess, the royal relatives would not be locked up with them, and she had never heard of anything about the Wei family in the prison.

My mother mentioned that Lord Wei had a root cause in the prison, but she didn't know what the disease was.

The manager will send things to Lord Wei, and she can take advantage of this opportunity to go and discover the news.

...

Chujiu wrapped ice with a veil and applied it to the old wound under Sanye’s armpit.

"San Master, is it better?" Chu Jiu whispered.

Wei Yuanchen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he lay quietly without saying a word.

When the ice melts, it changes to another piece. When it moves away, it leaves a red mark on the skin.

Chujiu felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know if Bing was useful. If it couldn't be relieved, wouldn't it be even more painful?

"San Master, don't use ice," Chujiu said, "I'll just ask someone to grab the side medicine."

Wei Yuanchen didn't say anything, Chujiu got up and walked out.

The room was silent, and Wei Yuanchen couldn't tell where he was. He seemed to have returned to prison again.

His body was hot and he couldn't move. The darkness gradually swallowed him up, and he didn't know when he could break free.

A sound of footsteps came from far to near.

It's her.

He walked to him with the medicine box, squatted down and began to check the wound on his body, first touching his forehead, and then the wound under his armpit.

He hadn't dreamed of her for a long time, and this time she was so clear.
Chapter completed!