"Really?" the little beggar said happily, "I'm going to eat steamed buns now."
The thin figure arrived outside the door. Gardenia looked at the wound seriously, cleaned the wound with hot water, took the wine gourd on the table, took off the silver hairpin on her head and disinfected it, and carefully scraped off the ulcerated part.
, finally saw blood flowing out, and also touched a hard object in the palm of her foot. She picked hard and a small piece of iron fell to the ground. She didn't have time to study carefully why the iron piece got into the palm of her foot, so she quickly used wine to cover the wound.
After disinfecting it, he took out the handkerchief in his arms and wrapped the wound.
After finishing, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the little beggar ran in, patted his round belly and said, "Sister, sister, I'm full."
She stroked his head and said, "You are so obedient. You take care of your mother here. My sister goes out to grab some medicine and comes back."
"Hmm..." The little beggar nodded seriously, his eyes showing Gardenia's immense trust.
He picked up the cloak and put it on his head again, and walked out of the yard. Think about it, how can a child take care of an adult? Now that I have met him, it is fate, so I will help others to the end.
Although the drug store in the south of the city is not far from here, it is still a long way away, and the medicines are the same everywhere, so I found a nearby drug store and grabbed some medicine.
As soon as she came out of the drug store, she heard the sound of horse hoofbeats coming closer and closer. Pedestrians gave way. She quickly stepped aside and looked up. Gardenia saw the face that had disappeared from her mind for almost a year.
As arrogant as Xi, his cold and handsome face added a bit of mature charm, his intimidating momentum, and the domineering power of the king in his hands all showed that his destiny as an emperor should be taken for granted. It's just that he seemed a little less stable at this time.
He's a little more anxious. What's making him so nervous? What's making him so worried?
The thoughts of the past became transparent, and my already calm heart trembled slightly. I turned around resolutely, and soothed my unexpected heart palpitations. After all, the fate that passed by me was destined to be like a cicada.
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away until it disappeared from hearing. Gardenia couldn't start for a long time, as if a century had passed. She didn't know where to recover her thoughts, clutching her stuffy chest and carrying the medicine, she walked towards Yaoxiangju.
In front of the drug store in the south of the city, Ling Jiyun got off his horse and rushed into the store impatiently. He grabbed shopkeeper Qian by the collar and asked eagerly: "Where is the girl selling medicine?"
"City Lord, what are you talking about? Common people don't understand." Shopkeeper Qian said timidly, and everyone in the shop knelt on the floor.
After handing the reins to the accompanying soldiers, Wang Yang strode up to Ling Jiyun, forcefully opened his hand and said, "Sir, please calm down and let your subordinates come down to ask."
Ling Jiyun really let go of his hand. For him at this time, it was such a torture to hear the news about Gardenia but not be able to see her? He was already confused, just because of the feeling of expectation -
-My heart is like a knife.
Wang Yang raised his hands and asked: "Shopkeeper Qian, it's okay. The city lord is asking the girl who came to sell wild Polygonum multiflorum this afternoon. Do you know where to go?"
How could shopkeeper Qian forget this kind of taking advantage so easily and said, "If I go back to the city lord, the girl sold He Zhuowu and walked to that street." Pointing to the street of Liangji Winery, he just put his hand down.
Ling Jiyun had already jumped on the horse and galloped away.
"Sister, you're back." The little beggar ran to Gardenia, hugged her legs tightly, and said with a smile.
Gardenia smiled faintly and nodded and said, "Sister is back. Now I have to boil medicine for your mother. Tell her where the kitchen is?"
"Where is it?" Pointing to a dilapidated corner house, the little beggar said happily.
After patting his head gently, he entered the house, put down his baggage, and turned around and entered the kitchen.