Daliang female chief assistant

Chapter 29 Coughing up blood
Hongying was furious in her heart, and after finishing speaking angrily, she wanted to shake her hands and leave.

Zhou Hui quickly stopped her and begged again.

"Girl Hongying, it's not that we don't trust you, it's just that Ah Ci is unconscious now, and only you can save her."

"You once said that she was a good county magistrate, and you don't want her to die from the plague, do you?"

"Girl Hongying, please hold your hand high and save Ah Ci."

Hongying blushed, and there was hesitation in her eyes.

After a while, he finally nodded.

"it is good."

After all, she applied the needle again.

This time, Zhou Shu woke up from a coma.

She looked blankly at everyone in the room, her voice hoarse, "Brother, young master, Miss Hongying, are you all there?"

Seeing that she was about to get up while supporting her sick body, Zhou Hui was so anxious that he quickly held her down.

"A Ci, you just woke up, so don't move around anymore." His tone was sharp and slightly reproachful.

Zhou Shu smiled weakly.

"Brother, I'm fine." Lie down and didn't move.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Zhou Hui's serious face softened a little.

Turning to Hongying, "Miss Hongying, thank you just now, now Ah Ci has awakened, I have something to talk to her, please stay away for a while."

"En." Hongying nodded indifferently, and went out with Wen Yuting.

Her performance now is completely different from yesterday.

Zhou Shu felt strange in his heart, turned his head to look at his brother, and saw that he looked worried, hesitant to speak.

My heart sank for no reason.

"Brother, why do you have such an expression?"

"A Ci..." Zhou Hui couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

Unable to hold back Zhou Shu's repeated questioning, he finally spoke up.

"You were unconscious just now, after Miss Hongying took your pulse, she said that you might be infected with the plague."

Hearing this, Zhou Shu's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately, she smiled lightly.

"Brother, just now your sky-falling expression made me think that you have some terminal illness and you don't have much time to live."

At this time, she was still in the mood to joke.

Zhou Hui scowled at her for being dishonest.

Before he could say anything, his eyes were red again.

In the end, it just turned into a sigh, "Aci, you..."

"Don't worry, brother, I'll be fine." Zhou Shu interrupted him, "Ask someone to take me to the Epidemic People's Square."

She spoke so calmly, but Zhou Hui felt like a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties in his heart.

Ashamed, he said, "It's brother who didn't protect you well."

"Brother, what are you talking about? Everyone has their own destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, and my plague was not infected by my brother. How did you say that you didn't protect me?"

Zhou Hui was still feeling sorry, more worried.

Once you enter the place of Epidemic Square, it is difficult to get out.

What's more, the doctors in Xiangzhou City dare not offend Sun Yao, let alone treat the people infected with the plague.

How could he not be worried?
And Zhou Shu looked calm, without any fear of the unpredictable things in the future, and gently pushed him away from him.

"Brother, stay away from me, so as not to be infected by me."

As the words fell, there was a tickle in her throat.

Before he could cover his mouth and nose, there was a piercing coughing sound.

Her eyes were red from coughing, and she covered her mouth with a handkerchief in a panic.

But it was too late.

A strong bloody smell rose in his throat.

Then violently coughed up blood.

It splashed on the ground, shocking.

Zhou Hui was taken aback by this scene, his eyes were full of worry, and he was about to rush over, but Zhou Shu stretched out his hand to stop him.

"do not come!"

After the words fell, there was another burst of rapid coughing.

Coughing made Zhou Hui's heart tremble, but he was powerless.

The hands hanging by his side clenched tightly, wishing he could give himself two punches.

If he wasn't useless, why would Ah Ci suffer so much?
Over there, Zhou Shu finally stopped coughing, and she raised her head with red eyes.

Then--

"Brother, you go out first, get out!" He sternly chased people away.

Fearing that she would cough again due to excitement, Zhou Hui hurriedly comforted her, "Okay, okay, don't get excited, I'll go out right away."

Get out of the house.

Zhou Hui found Hongying with red eyes.

Put your hands into your fists and kneel down.

"Girl Hongying, please save Ah Ci."

The boy has gold under his knees.

You can kneel down and kneel down to your parents.

In order to save Zhou Shu, he willingly bent his back and knelt down to Hongying.

In Hongying's always calm eyes, there is a feeling called moving.

She bit her lip, and finally made up her mind.

"Young Master Zhou, it's not that I don't want to save him, but that I really can't do anything."

"Is there no other way?" Zhou Hui looked sad, "Miss Hongying, do you just have the heart to watch Ah Ci die?"

His words pierced Hongying's heart like a sharp sword.

She is a doctor, and it is her duty to heal the sick and save the sick.

But she couldn't disobey her master's order, and the master wanted her to let Zhou Shu get infected with the plague and be sent to the plague man's workshop.

She just had to follow suit.

The nails dug into the palm of the hand, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry."

After the words fell, the light in Zhou Hui's eyes gradually dimmed.

He got up from the ground in a daze, his back was lonely and lonely, like a lonely ghost wandering in the world, he walked out in despair.

Hongying looked at his back, couldn't bear it, and wanted to call him out several times.

But thinking of what the master said, and Zhou Shu's relentless gift of the sleeve yesterday.

She forced herself to be ruthless again.

He deserves to die, no wonder she.

On the other side, after Zhou Hui withdrew from the room, Zhou Shu sent someone to invite Wen Yuting.

She asked Wen Yuting to talk through the door.

"I'm sorry, little lord, I accidentally contracted the plague. In order to avoid infecting you, little lord, please stand outside the door and speak."

Zhou Shu saluted him through the door.

Across the door, Wen Yuting couldn't see her movements.

"Master Zhou, please take care of yourself, whether it's for the people of Siyi County, or for your relatives and friends who are worried about you."

"Thank you, Young Master, for your concern." After speaking, he coughed again.

Zhou Shu covered her mouth and coughed for a long time, so long that she almost thought that Wen Yuting had left.

"Young Lord, are you still there?" She asked tentatively.

Outside the door, Wen Yuting nodded, and after nodding, she remembered that she couldn't see at the moment, cleared her throat, and said, "I'm here."

"What does Master Zhou have to say to Ben Hou?"

"Little Marquis, now that the official is infected with the plague, he will be sent to the plague mansion soon. The official is not afraid of life and death, but there is one thing that worries me."

"What's the matter?" Wen Yuting asked.

Zhou Shu paused, "Young Master, did you arrest Zhang Mao'an and put him in prison yesterday?"

"Yeah." He replied.

Suddenly there was no movement inside the door.

Through the door, Wen Yuting couldn't see what she was doing at the moment.

Only faintly heard a very light footsteps leaving from the door.

Zhou Shu dragged his sick body and walked to the desk with difficulty. She grinded it and wrote a paragraph on the paper with a pen.

After the handwriting was dry, he folded the piece of paper, and then folded it back to the door of the room.

"Young Lord, walls have ears. The officials have written down the worries of the officials on paper. I hope that after seeing them, the Young Lord will act according to what the officials wrote."

As he spoke, he handed the paper out through the crack of the door.

Hearing this, Wen Yuting stretched out his hand to pick it up, but accidentally touched hers with his fingertips.

Chilled to the bone.

Heart sank suddenly.

Pretending to be relaxed, he said: "Master Zhou, you have ordered me like this. When you recover from your illness, I will ask you to get it back."

(End of this chapter)