doctor girl

Chapter 563 Not Simple Identity!

"What's wrong with you? Why are you motionless?" Zhang Ting put the things in his hands on the ground, and asked Hao Ren, who had scary eyes.

Hao Ren glanced at his wife in front of him, and then at the carriage.

He suddenly shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, I'll put this thing in the carriage for you, and you can sit outside the carriage with me later, okay?" Hao Ren looked at Zhang Ting and said.

Zhang Ting glanced suspiciously at Hao Ren who was really weird today.

Before she could ask, she let the man in front of her hug him to the side of the carriage, and the couple sat outside the carriage together and left the shop yard.

There was nothing to say along the way.After the carriage had left the city gate for a while, the carriage that Zhang Ting was sitting in suddenly stopped.

"My dear friend, please come out, this place is already safe." Hao Ren shouted with his back turned to the back of the carriage with no expression on his face.

Zhang Ting, who was sitting next to him, frowned when he heard his words, and was about to ask him who he was talking to. Suddenly, a pale boy appeared from the carriage curtain behind them. It doesn't look very old, about ten years old.

"Oh my god, who are you? Why are you in my carriage." Zhang Ting covered his mouth with one hand, and looked at the boy who suddenly got out of his carriage with a look of shock on his face.

The boy twitched the corner of his mouth, and there was blood oozing from the part of his stomach.

"I'm sorry, you two, I really had no choice, so I hid in your carriage." The injured boy's face was pale, and his voice was extremely weak.

"It's safe here, we don't want to cause trouble, you'd better leave here." Hao Ren didn't turn his head, and continued to turn his back to the injured boy behind him.

The injured boy opened his mouth, but finally no words came out of his mouth.

He nodded towards Zhang Ting and Hao Ren, "Okay, no matter what, I still want to thank you two for saving your life."

After saying this, the injured boy struggled to get out of the carriage, and got off the carriage slowly.

Just a few steps away, the whole person was lying on the ground.

Zhang Ting opened his mouth wide and stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Hao Ren's clothes. "Hao Ren, that boy fell on the ground. Are we really going to die without saving him? The place where he was injured was bleeding a lot. If we don't save him If not, he'll bleed to death right here."

Hao Ren gritted his teeth and glanced at the fallen boy with an expression of unwillingness, especially seeing the unbearable expression on his wife's face.

Hao Ren clenched the hand holding the horse rope, sighed, turned around and jumped off the carriage, and carried the man who fell beside the carriage back into the carriage.

"Xiao Ting, go in and stop the bleeding. I'll drive the carriage." Hao Ren instructed Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting nodded, turned around and got into the carriage.

The carriage just arrived at the door of Hao's house.Zhang Ting immediately lifted the curtain of the car, and shouted at the old Jia father and son who were staying inside, "Old man, come out and save lives."

Mr. Jia, who was burning ashes in the living room, heard his hurried words about being a daughter, he didn't even care to put on his feet, and ran out of the yard wearing a pair of reversed shoes.

"Girl, what's the matter, what happened?" Mr. Jia looked around Zhang Ting as soon as he came out.

Suddenly, Mr. Jia's eyes fixed on Zhang Ting's blood-stained hands.

"This, this, girl, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Please sit down quickly, old man, I will help you look at it." Father Jia's feet were trembling, and he couldn't get on the carriage several times. no success.

Zhang Ting looked at the terrified Mr. Jia, held his trembling hands, and shouted at him, "Old man, old man, look at me, I'm fine, the blood on my hands is not mine, I have something to do It's the one inside."

After hearing Zhang Ting's words, Mr. Jia slowly came back to his senses, raised his frightened old face and looked at Zhang Ting, "Really, it's really not your blood?"

"Really not, do you see any injuries on my body?" Zhang Ting said while holding Mr. Jia's hand.

Mr. Jia exhaled forcefully, and the whole talent returned to normal.

When Mr. Jia followed Zhang Ting to the carriage, he saw the culprit who had scared him half to death just now.

"Where did you pick up this boy?" Mr. Jia asked, staring at the injured man who had passed out.

"On the way, old man, stop talking so much, hurry up and help me heal his wound, I can't do it alone." Zhang Ting pulled Mr. Jia, who was still staring at the injured boy, over to help.

Mr. Jia snorted, and helped Zhang Ting clean up the injured boy whose wound was still bleeding out with an unhappy expression.

At this time, Hao Ren's questioning voice came from outside, "Is it all right? I'll carry him into the house."

Zhang Ting glanced at the injured boy who had already been tidied up.

As long as they carefully help the injured man down, the wound will be fine for the time being.

"Okay, come up." Zhang Ting responded outside.

When Hao Ren carried the injured boy in, Lord Hong and his wife just ran over from their room.

"This is..." Upon coming over, Lord Hong's eyes widened immediately when he saw the person on his son's back
.Zhang Ting saw Lord Hong like this, and asked curiously, "Father, do you know this injured boy?"

Lord Hong nodded with a serious face, walked up to Hao Ren, and ordered, "Xiao Ren, put him in the room next to my room here."

Hao Ren glanced at Lord Hong and saw the serious expression on his face. Hao Ren didn't say much. After a hum, he turned and walked to the left with the injured boy on his back.

"Xiao Ting, Mr. Jia, the identity of the injured child inside is not simple, please do your best to heal him." Prince Hong begged Zhang Ting and Mr. Jia with a solemn expression.

Zhang Ting and Mr. Jia looked at each other.Both of them vaguely guessed in their hearts that the identity of the child that Hao Ren recited just now must not be simple.

"We know, we will do our best to save him." Zhang Ting made this promise to Prince Hong.

"Old man, let's go in." Zhang Ting turned to look at Mr. Jia and said.

Mr. Jia nodded, put his hands behind his back, and followed Zhang Ting to the left with a little heavy footsteps.

Concubine Hong and the others walked away, and then walked up to Lord Hong with a solemn expression, held his hand and asked, "Master, who is that child on Xiao Ren's back? I have never seen you before." Such a serious look!"

Lord Hong glanced sideways at his wife, and sighed, "He is the seventh prince."

(End of this chapter)