Twin Brocade

Chapter 656

She used the name of Miracle Doctor Su, and sure enough, Si Lansheng no longer insisted.The girl's body is precious, and the doctor is a foreigner after all.If it is scratched by a branch, the skin will be broken at most, so just take good care of it.

After passing this hurdle, Fang Jinshu went back to his room and went to bed early.

The next day, Fang Mudi really sent someone to deliver muscle-enhancing ointment.As expected of something brought out by the Cui family, Fang Jinshu looked at it, and it was no worse than what was used in the palace.

It's just that her wound is quite deep, and it is still in the stage of hemostasis and healing.Every time the dressing was changed, there was still blood oozing out.I used that bottle of medicine powder, and changed to Shengji Ointment when the wound stabilized.

But for some reason, she was a little restless this morning, as if she had forgotten something.

Putting down the book, Fang Jinshu looked at the bottle of Muscle-Invigorating Cream, and then suddenly came to his senses.

"Fang Fei." She raised her voice.

"My servant is here." Fang Fei opened the curtain and came in.

"Go and find out, where and how is Lord Quan's injury?" Although he stabbed himself, for the sake of realism, it must not be serious.

This uneasy feeling turned out to be about his injury.

That's right, if he hadn't made an appointment with him, how could he have suffered this innocent disaster?Fang Jinshu told himself this.So, isn't it reasonable to care about his injury?

After lunch break, Fang Zhi was combing her hair, Fang Fei came in and said: "Girl, the servant girl found out that Mr. Quan was injured on his left arm, and he went to the hospital to bandage it yesterday."

left arm?
Fang Jinshu felt the injury on his left arm start to ache again.

Both were injured on the left hand, which should be just a coincidence.After all, if you want to stab yourself, it is most convenient to hurt your left arm.

"You dig out half of this bottle of muscle-creating ointment, pick another box and put it in another box, and find someone to deliver it to Mr. Quan quietly."

The effect of Shengji Cream is mainly to promote wound healing, leaving no scars is only a visible effect.Quan Moxian is an official of the imperial court, even if his left hand is injured, it will affect his work to some extent.

She remembered that when Quan Moxian was assassinated a few years ago, his left shoulder was injured, and this time he was injured again, and she didn't know if it would have any effect on the old injury.

After posting it for a while, Fang Jinshu woke up from his thoughts.

It was about to get dark, and Quan Moxian returned home from the yamen.His left arm is wrapped with a thick gauze, which is particularly eye-catching.

"My lord, you're back?" Steward Liu greeted him, "You haven't had dinner yet? I left some food on the stove for you, so I'll let someone heat it up and serve it up."

"Okay." Quan Moxian agreed, and said, "I'll go see my mother first."

Quan Lu got married and Lin Chen Fei died. In the formerly bustling back house, only Aunt Quan was left.Even if accompanied by servants, this kind of loneliness without the company of relatives is different.

Quan Moxian's yamen is busy with affairs, and usually he is late when he comes back.

Although Master Lin lived in the outer courtyard, in order to avoid suspicion and to keep himself busy, he taught in the school in the city during the day and only came back to rest at night.

So, during the day after day, Mrs. Quan was thinking about these things, and looking at the empty yard, always crying silently.Her eyes were getting worse and worse, but fortunately there was a well-behaved Quan Yiting, who could bring her some laughter.

"Mother." Quan Moxian entered the room, walked over and sat under her, and said with a smile, "Did Dudu cause trouble for mother?"

"Dudu is so obedient, how can he cause any trouble?" Speaking of Quan Yiting, Mrs. Quan couldn't finish talking: "I have never seen such an obedient child in my life."

"Since he was a baby, no one has to worry about him. He should eat and sleep. Now it is more worry-free. I have never seen him cry." She said protectively: "You can't dislike him just because he is not your own. .”

"When did your son dislike him?" Quan Yiting didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Quan Yiting's routine is extremely regular, and at this time, the nanny has already taken her to bed.

Quan Moxian has never raised a child, so he doesn't know the difference between Quan Yiting and other children.Only when the mother is Ai Wu Ji Wu and loves Quan Yiting very much, will she speak for him like this.

"It's fine if you don't dislike him. I'll treat him as my own grandson." Mrs. Quan muttered: "You, don't think about running errands all day long. Seeing that Dudu is almost four years old now, you should also take care of him. He got a mother back."

"Look at you, you're not careful when you're doing errands outside, and you're always getting hurt. Now that you're back, there's not a single person who knows what's going on, and a room full of men who know nothing, rough hands and feet."

Haifeng, a rough-handed man who was disliked by Mrs. Quan, was waiting outside the door with a rather helpless expression.

In similar words, they have also persuaded the young master countless times, but he was always unmoved.Thinking of the deceased grandma, it's fine if the young master doesn't reunite, and even a maid is not released in the room, only a few of them are left to serve.

After following Quan Moxian for a long time, they all felt sorry for Young Master. Not only did they have to endure the criticism from outside, but they always thought of Aunt Quan when they returned home.However, he didn't think about himself.

But what is the solution?
With such a master, they can only think more about him.

But as Mrs. Quan said, they are not as careful and thoughtful as women.In terms of life, it is only the basic needs to ensure the young master's food and clothing.

Compared with other fifth-rank officials in the DPRK, Quan Moxian was always a little rougher.

Officials in the DPRK and China have requirements on their appearance, and the officials in the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment all take care of themselves at home.People with the same grade have the same official robes, but they can also work hard on the details to show different attention.

Only Quan Moxian wore black-soled official boots and light scarlet official robes every day without any change.

Haifeng waited for a while before Quan Moxian came out of the room and ordered: "Take the dinner to the study."

In the case of Hong Ziliang's hoarding of grain, in the name of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he has already consulted some account books and files that have been archived in the past.He didn't intend to cover up the case this time, as long as he found clues, he would find Hong Ziliang out.

In this matter, he keenly sensed a new opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to stabilize his trust in front of Emperor Qinglong.

"Okay, son."

Haifeng knew his character and didn't persuade him.

When Quan Moxian does things, once he sets a goal, he always forgets to eat and sleep like this.

After dinner, Haifeng changed the wound medicine on Quan Moxian's arm, and couldn't help telling: "Master, you should be more careful. The fourth girl sent a box of muscle-promoting ointment, saying that it can promote wound healing. Once the bleeding stops, it can be used."

Quan Moxian raised his eyebrows, his eyes beamed with joy, and said, "Show me."

Originally, Haifeng was just exhorting him as a routine, but he didn't think he could really listen to it.Seeing that he took it seriously, he was overjoyed and took the plaster sent by Fang Jinshu.

However, Quan Moxian's wound is a new one and cannot be used yet.

(End of this chapter)