The rise of the poor

Chapter 1631 Hua'er is seriously ill
Zhu Ping'an was the same as before. After all the recruits from Yiwu and the veterans of the Zhejiang Army finished their meal, Zhu Ping'an made the last meal.

After dinner, Zhu Pingan was holding a bowl and was about to ask Liu Mu and others about the situation of Mianjia, when Er Niu, who was on duty to guard the gate today, came running in a panic, and said anxiously, "My lord, outside If the man and the girl send someone to send a message, saying that Miss Hua'er is seriously ill, please go back quickly."

"What? Hua'er is seriously ill?"

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, he ate without hesitation, pushed the rice bowl away, and got up in a hurry.

Hua'er is not an ordinary person, Hua'er has an extraordinary relationship with herself, especially Li Shu, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are family members.

Hua'er and Li Shu grew up together, almost inseparable, not so much a master-servant relationship, but a half-master-servant half-girlfriend relationship. Since Li Shu is four years older than Li Shu, they are sisters to some extent
Hua'er came all the way to take care of her, doing laundry and cooking, studying ink and serving tea, etc. It can be said that she worked hard to take care of herself meticulously, and she never regarded Hua'er as a slave, but as her sister.

Now that I heard that Hua'er was seriously ill, how could Zhu Pingan not be in a hurry, not to mention that it was a message sent by Yao Nu Ruonan. She sent someone to report to herself, which shows that Hua'er is seriously ill.

Therefore, Zhu Pingan was very anxious, pushed away the bowl and chopsticks, and hurriedly explained to Liu Mu and others that the Yiwu recruits had been settled, and then hurriedly rode out of the camp.

"My lord, wait for me. I'll go with you. You need manpower to run errands to find a doctor." 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, looking for a doctor requires manpower, so Zhu Ping'an nodded and let them go with him.

A group of five rode their horses to the rented courtyard in Taohuaji Town. Zhu Ping got off his horse and pushed open the courtyard door.

As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and saw several dumped Chinese medicine residues under the base of the yard wall.

A gust of cold wind swept across, the fallen leaves rolled up, the dead branches trembled, and the yard was also desolate.

It looked like it hadn't been cleaned for several days.

This was impossible in the past, Huaer is very diligent and loves to clean, cleaning the yard every day.

According to Hua'er's personality, as long as she is not sick and unable to get out of bed, she will definitely not be idle and will clean the yard every day.

Now that no one cleans the yard, it must be that Hua'er is too sick to get out of bed.Judging by the desolation and desolation of the yard, it must have been at least three days without cleaning, which means that Hua'er has been seriously ill for at least three days.

All these scenes indicated that Hua'er's condition was not optimistic.

"Ruonan girl, how is Huaer doing now? What does the doctor say?"

After Zhu Pingan pushed open the door, he hurriedly walked across the courtyard to the house, and asked eagerly.

Quiet.

There was silence, no one answered, as if no one was in the room.

Is the witch Ruonan not here?

Zhu Pingan noticed this, and couldn't help but become more anxious. Why is Ruonan not here, or is it that the best doctor in Taohuaji can't heal Huaer, so Ruonan went to a farther place to find a good doctor?
Doesn't that mean that Hua'er is more seriously ill than imagined?
Thinking of such backward medical conditions in ancient times, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help feeling very worried, and hurried into the house.

There was no one in the living room, it should be in the bedroom, Zhu Pingan walked quickly into the bedroom, and as soon as he entered the door, he vaguely saw a figure lying on his side on the small bed, covered with a quilt, with his back facing outwards and inwards, with his blue hair scattered on the pillow.

There was still a faint smell of medicinal stones in the house.

"Hua'er, how is your health?" Zhu Pingan stepped forward and asked with concern, "Did the doctor say what kind of disease it is?"

"Cough cough."

Hua'er on the bed coughed weakly, as if trying to endure the pain, the quilt covered him was trembling slightly.

"Hua'er, is your throat uncomfortable? I'll pour you a glass of water to moisten your throat." Zhu Pingan went to pour a glass of hot water as he spoke, walked to the bed with it, and said gently, "Come on, let me help you." Drink some water to moisten your throat."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Pingan put the water glass on the table in front of the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, and said first, "Hua'er, you're being abrupt."

Then, Zhu Ping'an put his hand on Hua'er's shoulder lightly, not knowing if it was an illusion or what.

I always feel that the outline of Hua'er's shoulders seems to be different from usual.

Hua'er lost weight after being sick?Why do you feel that the outline of Hua'er's shoulders is one size smaller than before?

Moreover, what surprised Zhu Pingan even more was that the shoulders of this painting gave him a familiar feeling, which was not ordinary.

The moment Zhu Ping'an's hand touched Hua'er's shoulder, it was like an electric shock, his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and a familiar touch and feeling came to his heart instantly.

"Hua'er?" Zhu Pingan asked in confusion, and his eyes couldn't help but examine.

"Cough cough." Hua'er started to cough again, trying to endure the discomfort, and the body under the quilt couldn't help shaking again.

Seeing this, Zhu Pingan didn't care about doubts anymore. He gently supported Hua'er's shoulders with both hands, and tried lightly to help her up. He gave her two sips of water and said softly, "Come on, Hua'er, drink." Drool, moisturize your throat."

Zhu Ping'an gently exerted force on his side. To help Hua'er lying on his side, he had to turn the painting upside down first.

With a light force, Hua'er, who was lying on her side, was turned upright.

"Ahem." When Hua'er was turned over, she covered her face with her hands, coughed uncontrollably, and her body was shaking violently.

Hua'er tried her best to cover her face with her hands, and tried her best to cover her face tightly with her palms.
Could it be that she is sick, looks haggard, hasn't washed and dressed, and doesn't want to let herself see her ugly side?
Zhu Pingan was puzzled.
Maybe it's the uncomfortable cough, or maybe there's some reason, but the sound of Hua'er coughing is a bit weird.

Moreover, the more he coughed, the weirder the sound became, and when he coughed, the sound turned into laughter.

The silver-belled laughter of a lark.

With a laugh, Hua'er also let go of her hands.
In an instant, Zhu Ping'an's eyes widened, and the doubt on his face suddenly turned into ecstasy.

Seeing this face that appeared countless times in his sleep appeared in front of him, surprise flooded Zhu Ping'an's heart like a tide, and his eyes sparkled like two balls of fire.

"Sister Li!"

Zhu Pingan yelled out ecstatically.

"Hehe, Brother Zhu, let's be pleasantly surprised." Li Shu blinked her eyes, her beautiful eyes were full of hope, and she smiled sweetly.

(End of this chapter)