One Child and Two Treasures: The Divine Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 517 Zihang, eat candy
"Uh!"

The palm wind came so fiercely that Jiang Jinyue was knocked into the hay, and he heard a suppressed cry from behind.

She was dazed, and instantly caught the man with her backhand.

This group of killers all came with the aim of killing with one blow. Song Zihang fell heavily on the junction of the back wall and the grass, covered his chest, and immediately spit out a big mouthful of blood!
"Little Lord!"

Blood stained Jiang Jinyue's hands, and Jiang Jinyue felt that his hands became sticky and sticky as soon as they were hot, and the smell of blood wafted around.

"Snapped!"

The killer confirmed that Jiang Jinyue was here, immediately raised the knife in his left hand, and was about to drop it again, when a small figure behind him jumped onto his neck, pressed hard, and fell to the ground top-heavy!

Bai Zili didn't even blink his eyes, he raised his fist and punched a hole in the killer's head!

At that moment, Bai Zili was bathed in blood, and when he looked back, his hands and feet became more and more agile.

Perhaps it was Bai Ziang's scream that attracted the attention of the killers, and also Song Zihang's guards. In the blink of an eye, five black-clothed figures landed in front of Jiang Jinyue and the others, their backs arched, one A hand full of thin black scimitars, without the slightest hesitation, went to fight.

"Young Master, how are you?"

Seeing the visitor, Jiang Jinyue felt relieved, and looked down at Song Zihang who was covered in blood.

Song Zihang covered his heart and paused for a while before saying, "I'm fine."

The breath is very unstable.

People who have practiced martial arts all year round usually have profound internal strength. Song Zihang didn't have any internal strength to resist the palm wind just now.

Jiang Jinyue reached out to check Song Zihang's pulse, but he barely sat up and looked at the battlefield in front of him.

Although there were only five people behind, each of them had strange sword skills and agility, so it was more than enough for one against two. In the blink of an eye, it was Bai Zili who followed behind to make soy sauce.

"Let's go!"

Song Zihang frowned and was about to stand up immediately.

"This is not my person!"

Who knows if the person in front of him is dealt with, will he turn around and pick up their heads to claim credit?

Jiang Jinyue was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the five men in black afterwards, it seemed that the kung fu moves really didn't look like those in Rongkun's area, could there be another group of people who wanted to kill them, and now they just didn't want to be robbed by others Credit?
"Bai Zili."

Jiang Jinyue let out a low voice, put her hands up, and mother Xue half carried Song Zihang on one side, and walked to the other side of the alley without looking back.

"There's a shortcut here."

Song Zihang pointed in one direction, and led Jiang Jinyue and his party inside.

This alley is oddly shaped and belongs to the slums in the capital. Every courtyard has a door, and the door naturally leads to a small alley separated from the courtyard wall, so it is irregular and complicated enough.

Song Zihang had a good sense of direction, and the sound of fighting became farther and farther away. Just as he turned out of the alley, several guards fell in front of Song Zihang.

This is the person who was brought out by Song Qing, the Marquis of the Yuanshan Mountains. He was a marching general, and he was full of righteousness even when he landed.

"Go back to Yuanshan Houfu."

Song Zihang covered his lips and coughed lightly, and unconsciously covered his chest with his hands.

Presumably, he suffered an internal injury, and the coughing action was to move his whole body.

Without hesitation, Jiang Jinyue helped Song Zihang onto the back of a guard, and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the Hou Mansion with you, your injury"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jinyue heard Song Zihang's breathing was wrong, and called Song Xiaohou twice, Song Zihang had already passed out.

"It's not too late, let's go!"

The number of guards came was sufficient, and each of them was skilled, and the group quickly arrived at the gate of Yuanshan Houhou's Mansion.

Jiang Jinyue tapped on the door.

When the butler at the door saw Song Zihang, he opened the door to let people in without saying a word, and then carefully looked outside to see if there was a tail following him.

Jiang Jinyue was quite familiar with Yuanshan Hou's Mansion, so he asked the guards to put Song Zihang in his house, and immediately settled down to give Song Zihang a pulse.

That palm wind was too heavy, Song Zihang's blood stagnated, no wonder he passed out.

This palm went on for ten days and half a month, and Song Zihang might not be able to get out of bed.

Jiang Jinyue prescribes the medicine again and directs people to get it. By the time the medicine was brought in, it was already bright outside.

Overcast and gloomy for a few days, there was still no intention of raining. When Mrs. Hou got up in the morning and hurried to Song Zihang's courtyard, Jiang Jinyue was thinking of a way to pry Song Zihang's mouth open.

It should be because of the severe pain. Song Zihang has been suffering from illness for many years, and his conditioned reflex is to resist everything. No matter what Jiang Jinyue thinks, he can't pour the medicine into his throat.

"Baptized moon?"

Even if Mrs. Hou knew that the situation was dangerous, she never thought that Song Zihang would go out alive and come back in a coma.

Jiang Jinyue turned her head, her voice became hoarse in anxiety.

"Mrs. Hou, Song Zihang doesn't take medicine."

Madam Hou frowned, and couldn't say anything right away, she just looked at Jiang Jinyue fixedly, her eyes were filled with emotions that others couldn't see clearly.

"what happened?"

After a while, Madam Hou was able to restrain the urge to slap Jiang Jinyue, and asked slowly.

In fact, what she knew could make Song Zihang go out in a hurry and never return for a day and a night, who else but Jiang Jinyue?
Misfortune, misfortune, this misfortune has already given birth to two children with someone else, but Song Zihang has the same virtue as his father, that is, he believes in a death.

Jiang Jinyue pursed her mouth when she thought of the slap Song Zihang blocked for her when she escaped back.

"It's because of me, the young master was injured because he wanted to save me."

Jiang Jinyue can understand Madam Hou's feeling that she is about to bleed at the moment. Their family has a precious son like Song Zihang. This son has been injured and sick since childhood, and his body is weak. He was finally rescued by Jiang Jinyue. He has not recovered for more than half a year. It was strange, but now it turned into lying on the bed and unable to move.

Comparing heart to heart, if Bai Ziang ignores himself for others in the future, Jiang Jinyue will probably wish to beat him to death.

"Let me try it."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Hou stood there for a long time, just said something in a low voice, her expression has calmed down.

After taking the sour and bitter concoction in Jiang Jinyue's hand, Madam Hou touched Song Zihang's face with the medicine bowl, and said calmly, "My son, the outside world always hears about the proud son of heaven. As a mother, only I know how hard he has been burdened by this body all these years."

"When he was a child, he liked to eat candy the most. Every time he didn't want to take medicine, I used candy to coax him."

As she spoke, Madam Hou held the spoon and coaxed in a low voice.

"Zihang, I'm eating Tangtang."

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Song Zihang frowned, and after a while, he opened his mouth and swallowed the concoction.

(End of this chapter)