Chunhua led the anxious boy to the room where Xiao Lei was placed.
The moment he saw Xiao Lei, the boy started crying with runny nose and tears.
"My eldest son, what are you doing? You've been away from home for so long, and you're frightening me!"
Seeing that Su Nianyun was also in the room, he hurriedly saluted Su Nianyun, "Princess."
Su Nianyun nodded, "You came just in time. Your young master has been staying here long enough. Take him back!"
The young man looked at his young master and said, "Sir, if you don't want to live in the fine Marquis Mansion, what are you talking about if you live here with the princess?"
Suddenly, he noticed the circles of gauze wrapped around his young master's neck.
"Sir, it turns out that you left quietly to give the Marquis and his wife a surprise?"
He looked at Su Nianyun excitedly, "Princess, has our young master's voice recovered?"
Su Nianyun said with a serious expression, "Have you ever heard the voice of your young master since you came in?"
"Ah?" The boy was stunned, "Could it be..."
He looked at the unclear young master and then at Su Nianyun, "Princess, you haven't cured our young master's throat, right?"
Previously, the princess wanted cattle, sheep and corpses. Did he and the young master spend so much effort in vain?
"No, I don't believe it..."
The boy knelt down in front of Xiao Lei in pain, "Sir, please tell me something. I don't believe God would do this to you. You must be able to speak!"
Seeing him keep shaking Xiao Lei's body, Su Nianyun reminded him from the side, "The wound on his neck has just healed a little. If you continue to shake, I'm afraid it will split."
"Princess," the young man climbed up to Su Nianyun, "your medical skills are so good, you won't just treat our young master like this, right?"
The young man said, "I beg you, if there is any other way, use it as soon as possible. Don't play with our young master like this!"
Although he was greatly annoyed by this young man, thirty-year-old Su Nianyun felt that he was a loyal servant.
"There is no way," Su Nianyun shook his head, "I have re-opened your young master's neck and re-attached his vocal cords, but..."
She looked at Xiao Lei and said, "I have told you before that it may not be cured."
"Now, your young master has an uncertain outcome. I'll try my best."
Su Nianyun said tiredly, "You're here just in time, otherwise I would have to find someone to send Xiao Lei back."
"Hurry up and pick up your young master!"
"Princess, you can't do this. Our young master's throat is not healed yet. Please give him some treatment!"
Su Nianyun looked at the young man who was praying sincerely, "What should we do? Will your young master continue to cut open his neck for the third time?"
"Ah?" Hearing this, the boy took a breath of air.
Young Master has already suffered twice. If he suffers a third time and cannot be cured...
Thinking of that kind of result, the boy was excited and shook his head hastily, "Then forget it."
After saying that, he stood up and helped Xiao Lei, "Sir, don't be disappointed. Let's go back and see other doctors. I believe your throat will be cured."
The moment he helped Xiao Lei out, Su Nianyun suddenly asked, "Did your Lord or Madam send you to find Xiao Lei?"
The boy was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly, "I've been looking for the young master."
"For some reason today, I suddenly remembered the princess, so I tried to come over and look for her. I didn't expect that the young master was actually here!"
After hearing what the boy said, Xiao Lei's hands holding him tightened.
The hand that was clenching tightly happened to be gripping the boy's flesh. He grimaced in pain, but he didn't let go. He still helped his master to walk out smoothly.
Su Nianyun was a little amused by this boy's honesty.
At this time, it is obviously not a good time to be honest with your son.
After watching the master and servant get into the carriage, Chunhua came back and asked Su Nianyun.
"Princess, I don't understand what Young Master Xiao means. Why does he want us to hide the recovery of his voice?"
Su Nianyun said, "Just listen carefully to what's going on in the Xiaohou Mansion, and don't ask any other questions."
"I understand!" Chunhua nodded.
The boy over there took Xiao Lei all the way back to the Xiaohou Mansion.
It was evening, but Xiao Hou's Mansion was very deserted, because Xiao Hu and Xiao Guang were out entertaining and would not be back for a while.
The two of them didn't know whether they had discovered Xiao Lei's absence. Anyway, Xiao Lei was not in the house, and no servants discussed it.
Now that the eldest son is back, everyone seems like they haven't seen him yet.
Xiao Lei returned all the way to his yard. Before he could sit down and rest for a while, Wei Shi rushed to his yard.
At that time, Xiao Lei still had some illusions about this mother.
When he saw his mother walking towards him, he hurriedly greeted her.
He thought that his mother must have missed him terribly after he had been missing for so many days.
Unexpectedly, before he could get close to his mother, Webster began to look at the gauze on his neck.
"When a servant came to report that you had gauze wrapped around your neck, I didn't quite believe it, but now it seems that it's true!"
Webster said extremely excitedly, "You went to Su Nianyun's place, right?"
Xiao Lei looked at his mother who was smiling for the first time since his voice broke.
For some reason, even though his mother was smiling happily, his heart kept falling.
"So Su Nianyun really cured your throat?" Webster asked eagerly.
Xiao Lei's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave. For a long time, he did not answer his mother's words.
"Why, what are you talking about? Isn't her medical skill very good?"
"You are on the line of life and death in the army, and she can save you. Now it's just a matter of treating your throat. This should be very simple for her, right?"
Seeing that Xiao Lei still didn't speak, Wei Shi became anxious, "Why don't you speak?"
In fact, she had vague bad thoughts in her mind, but she didn't want to believe the result.
Because Su Nianyun had told Webster in detail what would happen after re-opening the neck.
But Webster just didn't want to believe another result that she didn't want to accept.
Still looking at Xiao Lei expectantly, "Lei'er, please speak, Su Nianyun has cured your throat, right?!"
At this time, the boy next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore and said on behalf of his young master, "Madam..."
"Get out of here," Webster yelled, "I'm talking to my son, what's the matter with you?"
"You," she stared straight at Xiao Lei, with a trace of hatred in her eyes, "you said that your voice is better, did you hear me?"
Xiao Lei glanced at Webster with disappointment, then slowly shook his head.
Webster finally couldn't help it and slapped Xiao Lei hard on the face, "You trash!"