Zhu Pingan, as before, served the last meal after all the Yiwu recruits and Zhejiang Army veterans had finished eating.
After eating, Zhu Pingan was holding the bowl and was about to ask Liu Mu and others about the situation of the cotton armor. He saw Erniu, who was on duty today, running over in a panic. He reported anxiously, "Sir, outside
If the boy or girl sends a message saying that girl Hua'er is seriously ill, please go back quickly."
"What? Hua'er is seriously ill?"
When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. He even ate without caring about the food. He pushed the rice bowl and stood up in a hurry.
Hua'er is not an ordinary person. The relationship between Hua'er and herself, especially Li Shu, is extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are family members.
Hua'er and Li Shu grew up together and were almost inseparable. Rather than a master-servant relationship, it was more like a half-master-servant, half-bestie relationship. Since they were four years older than Li Shu, they were sisters to a certain extent.
Hua'er traveled thousands of miles to take care of him, washing and cooking, grinding ink and serving tea, etc. It can be said that he worked hard to take care of himself in every possible way. He never regarded Hua'er as a slave, but as a sister.
Now that he heard that Hua'er was seriously ill, how could Zhu Pingan not be anxious? What's more, it was a message sent by the demon girl Ruonan. The demon girl Ruonan is a person who has experienced all kinds of hardships in the world. She has a lot of social experience, and she is also independent and strong.
She sent people to report to her, which shows that Hua'er's serious illness is not a trivial matter.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an was very anxious, pushed away the bowls and chopsticks, and hurriedly told Liu Mu and others that they had settled the Yiwu recruits, and then hurriedly rode out of the camp.
"Sir, wait for me. I'll go with you. We need help to run errands and find doctors." Liu Dadao, Liu Dachui and others also quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks, led their horses to catch up with Zhu Pingan, and rode out of the camp together.
Indeed, finding a doctor would require manpower, so Zhu Pingan nodded and asked them to follow him.
A group of five people rode horses and quickly arrived at the rented courtyard in Taohuaji Town. Zhu Pingan got off his horse and pushed open the courtyard door.
As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and I also saw several dumped Chinese medicine residues under the walls of the yard.
A cold wind swept across, the fallen leaves rolled up, the dead branches trembled, and the yard became desolate.
It looked like no one had cleaned it for several days.
This was something that was impossible before. Hua'er is very diligent and loves to clean, and cleans the yard every day.
According to Hua'er's character, as long as she is not too sick to get out of bed, she will definitely be restless and will definitely clean the yard every day.
There is no one cleaning the yard now, so Hua'er must be too sick to get out of bed. Judging from the desolation of the yard, it must have been at least three days without cleaning, which means Hua'er has been seriously ill for at least three days.
All these scenes indicate that Hua'er's condition is not optimistic.
"If it's a boy or a girl, how is Hua'er doing now? What does the doctor say?"
After Zhu Pingan opened the door, he hurriedly walked through the courtyard and walked into the house, asking eagerly.
Quiet.
There was silence, no one answered, as if there was no one in the room.
What if the witch is not here?
Zhu Ping'an noticed this and couldn't help but become more anxious. Why was Ruonan not there? Or was it because the best doctors in Taohuaji couldn't cure Hua'er, so Ruonan went further to find a good doctor?
Doesn't that mean Hua'er's illness is more serious than imagined?
Thinking of the backward medical conditions in ancient times, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but become worried and hurriedly entered the room.
There was no one in the living room, it was probably in the bedroom. Zhu Pingan walked quickly to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he vaguely saw a figure lying on his side on the small bed, covered with a quilt, his back facing out and his hair spread on the pillow.
There was still a faint smell of medicinal stones inside the house.
"Hua'er, how is your health?" Zhu Ping'an stepped forward and asked with concern, "Did the doctor tell you what the disease is?"
"Ahem"
Hua'er on the bed coughed weakly, as if he was trying hard to endure the discomfort, and the quilt covering him was shaking slightly.
"Hua'er, do you feel uncomfortable in your throat? Let me pour you a glass of water to moisten your throat." Zhu Pingan said and poured a glass of hot water. He walked to the bed and said gently, "Here, I'll help you."
Let me drink some water to moisten your throat."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Pingan put the water cup on the table by the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, and first said, "Hua'er, that's too abrupt."
Then, Zhu Pingan gently put his hand on Hua'er's shoulder, not sure if it was an illusion or something.
I always feel that the outline of my shoulder is different from usual.
Did Hua'er lose weight after getting sick? Why does it feel like the outline of Hua'er's shoulders is one size smaller than before?
Moreover, what surprised Zhu Ping'an even more was that the shoulders of this painting gave him a familiar feeling, and it didn't feel so familiar.
The moment Zhu Ping'an's hand touched Hua'er's shoulder, it was like an electric shock. His heart jumped uncontrollably, and a familiar touch and feeling suddenly surged into his heart.
"Hua'er?" Zhu Ping'an asked in confusion, and his eyes couldn't help but scrutinize.
"Cough cough" Hua'er started to cough again, holding back the discomfort, and her body under the quilt couldn't help but tremble again.
Seeing this, Zhu Ping'an ignored his doubts and gently held Hua'er's shoulders with both hands. He tried to lift her up with a gentle force and gave her two mouthfuls of water to drink. He said softly, "Come on, Hua'er, drink."
Saliva to moisten your throat."
Zhu Ping'an gently exerted force on his side. To lift Hua'er who was lying on his side, he first had to turn Hua'er over.
With gentle force, Hua'er, who was lying on his side, was turned over.
"Cough cough" When the painting was turned over, he covered his face with his hands, coughing non-stop, and his body was shaking violently.
Hua'er tried hard to cover her face with both hands, and tried hard to cover her face with her palms.
Could it be that she was sick, looked haggard, hadn't dressed up, and didn't want to see her ugly side?
Zhu Pingan is confused
Maybe it was the discomfort of coughing, or maybe there was some reason, but Hua'er's coughing sound was a little weird.
Moreover, the more you cough, the weirder the sound becomes. As you cough, the sound turns into laughter.
A lark-like laughter with silver bells.
As he laughed out loud, Hua'er also let go of his hands
In an instant, Zhu Pingan's eyes suddenly widened, and the confusion on his face suddenly turned into ecstasy.
Seeing this face that had appeared countless times in his sleep appear in front of him, surprise flooded through Zhu Ping'an's heart like a tide, and a pair of eyes sparkled with light, like two bursts of fire.
"Sister Li!"
Zhu Ping'an shouted with joy.
"Giggle, Brother Zhu, what a surprise!" Li Shu blinked, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she smiled sweetly.