The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 404 Princess Xinyang (Part 2)

"Long Yi!"

It wasn't until someone called him over there that Long Yingwei finally let Gu Jiao go.

Gu Jiao didn't dare to wait any longer, and ran away in a hurry!

When Gu Jiao returned to Bishui Hu, Xiao Liulang also returned home from the Hanlin Academy. He washed his brush with a basin of water by the well.

Gu Jiao walked over slowly.

God knows how she was afraid that Long Yingwei would catch up with her, so she used all the energy she used to steal arms and escape in her previous life. She sat down on the small bench opposite Xiao Liulang, panting heavily.

Xiao Liulang glanced at her inexplicably, and asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"...No." Gu Jiaosheng said unrequitedly, "I just played with charcoal pencils all afternoon."

Xiao Liulang was not surprised that she disguised herself as a man. She always wore Gu Yan's clothes to go out, and Yao Shi directly made a few sets for her later.

His eyes fell on Gu Jiao's small black hands, he thought she was going to play with Xiao Jingkong, and he didn't suspect anything, but his expression was in a daze for a moment, as if he remembered something from a long time ago.

Gu Jiao noticed Xiao Liulang's daze, she leaned forward slightly, approached him and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Liulang came back to his senses, brought another copper basin to fetch water for her to wash her hands.

"It's nothing." He said with downcast eyes, "I also played when I was young."

But I didn't really play, I was caught and tortured!

Gu Jiao secretly swore that her little sack would come in handy one day!

Hiss——

My hands are sore.

The next day, the family had breakfast, those who went to school went to school, and those who were on duty went on duty. Gu Jiao happened to have a visit in the morning. It was a patient whose wound had been sutured a few days ago. She came to the door to remove the stitches and stopped by the Imperial Academy.

The two took Liu Quan's carriage to the vicinity of the Imperial Academy.

At this moment, there are all high-ranking imperial officials and scholars, and the streets are blocked, and carriages cannot enter.

Xiao Liulang got out of the carriage.

"I'll see you off." Gu Jiao said and got off the carriage.

Xiao Liulang did not refuse.

Along the way, Xiao Liulang remained silent.

"Sir, are you unhappy?" Gu Jiao asked.

"What?" Xiao Liulang was slightly taken aback.

"You seem unhappy lately.

"Gu Jiao paused, and corrected her wording, "It's not that she's unhappy, it's just that... she seems to have something on her mind. "

It's been like this ever since he rescued his aunt. Gu Jiao recalled it carefully, and it seems that nothing major happened that night. If not, he was probably pinched by the Dragon Shadow Guard.

Well.

She is also angry.

Her husband can only be pinched by her.

"No." Xiao Liulang's eyes moved slightly, and he denied, "I'm not unhappy."

While speaking, the voices of several Hanlin officials rang out in front of him.

"Hey, have you heard? Princess Xinyang has returned to Beijing!"

"Are you serious? Princess Xinyang has really returned to Beijing?"

"I heard it with my own ears, so it's still false!"

"Why did she return to Beijing? Didn't she never come back again in her life?"

"Yes, she is not afraid of touching the scene and hurting her feelings, thinking of the young master who was burned to death by the fire?"

...

Those people entered the Imperial Academy as they spoke, not noticing that Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao were right behind them.

Xiao Liulang's expression didn't change much, but if you pay attention, you can find that his body is slightly stiff.

Seeing his nonchalant look, Gu Jiao restrained herself from asking him.

After sending Xiao Liulang to the entrance of the Imperial Academy and watching him walk in, Gu Jiao turned around and returned to Liu Quan's carriage: "Uncle Liu, I'll go to Zhuque Street."

"okay!"

Liu Quan drove the carriage to Suzaku Street.

This is one of the streets closest to the imperial palace. It is said that the people living on the street are either old aborigines or the most wealthy and powerful people in the capital.

The family that Gu Jiao visited lived at the east end of Zhuque Street, and because of the recent road construction, the carriage could not drive in either.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Liu Quan said.

"Thank you Uncle Liu." Gu Jiao got out of the carriage and walked to the patient's home with a small pannier on her back.

It was a 30-year-old scholar who accidentally injured his writing right hand, from the back of the hand to the palm, and almost circled it. Gu Jiao sewed it with more than a dozen stitches.

He healed well, and Gu Jiao made him move after removing the stitches.

"How do you feel?" Gu Jiao asked.

"It's, it's okay." He didn't dare to use much force at first, and he moved twice, except for slight pain and no other discomfort, "Can I still write in the future?"

"Of course." Gu Jiao said, "Practice slowly, don't rush, and don't be afraid."

"Okay!" He was overjoyed, and when he thought of something, he suddenly became sneaky, walked to the door and looked around, and only after making sure that there was no one around, he whispered to Gu Jiao: "By the way, Doctor Gu, your medical skills are so good, can you... ... can cure tuberculosis?"

"Consumption? Consumption?" Gu Jiao looked at him and asked.

The scholar whispered: "It should be, I heard my mother say that time, and my mother asked me not to go to their house again."

Gu Jiao said: "Consumption is contagious to a certain extent, your mother is right not to let you go."

The scholar sighed and said: "I understand, I didn't blame my mother, it's just...it's a pity, their family is not very good, they have lived here for generations, they used to be prominent, now there is nothing left, if this disease is not cured, I'm afraid that their whole family will be dragged down and the house here will be sold."

Gu Jiao asked, "Here? Their family also lives on this street?"

"Yeah." The scholar nodded, "It's... my classmate...'s mother."

classmates? My sweetheart is almost there.

Gu Jiao sees through but doesn't tell: "Where do you live?"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Gu Jiao appeared at the back door of another house at the east end of Zhuque Street.

That's right, the back door.

The scholar didn't dare to go out through the front door, for fear of being caught by his parents. He took Gu Jiao and ran through the small street at the back door, but it was a pity that he was caught by his mother only halfway through.

In a hurry, he showed Gu Jiao the way.

He also paid the consultation fee.

Gu Jiao looked at the vacant back door in front of her eyes: "Should... it's here, right? Strange, why is there no one there?"

That's right, I heard that the family's fortunes are in decline, and the servants in the family have already been dismissed. During the day, his classmate is studying in the academy, and only the classmate's sister and the patient are at home.

But because tuberculosis is contagious, the patient lives in the second hospital at the back, and hardly allows his two children to come.

So it was right for Gu Jiao to go through the back door, as she could see the patient's room when she entered.

"Which one?"

Gu Jiao stepped across the threshold.

The yard was tidy and there were some flowers growing on both sides. Gu Jiao didn't understand flowers, but thought that these flowers were more beautiful than the flowers in the Royal Garden.

When you are sick, you still have leisure time to grow flowers, which is not quite like the lingering sick bed and negative days that scholars talk about.

There was a low coughing sound from a wing room.

Gu Jiao put on the mask she took out from the medicine box, came to the wing, and gently opened the door.

There was actually someone in the room, sitting on the beam, Gu Jiao didn't notice him, but he saw Gu Jiao at a glance.

However, he didn't do anything, and let Gu Jiao approach the bed.

There was a curtain on the bed, Gu Jiao gently opened the curtain.

She thought she would see a consumptive patient with a sallow complexion, terminally ill, and a mess, but instead she saw an indescribable clouded face.

She was covered with a thin quilt, and her jet-black hair was like satin, making her skin as fine as porcelain.

It's a pity that Gu Jiao only took one look, and she turned sideways in her sleep. She was facing inward, and Gu Jiao could no longer see her face.

But the astonishment she had glimpsed just now still clearly remained in Gu Jiao's mind.

"This, is this really the tuberculosis patient that the scholar said he was dying?"

It's not that tuberculosis patients can't be beautiful, but that when they are seriously ill, their complexion will be unsightly at first, and the scholar keeps giving her vaccinations along the way, saying don't be frightened by the patient's appearance, unkempt and so on.

Is this also called unkempt?

There is no one more clean and elegant than her in the world.

Gu Jiao also couldn't figure out what was going on, she didn't expect that she went to the wrong house for the time being.

She gently took out a hand to feel the other person's pulse.

Judging from the pulse condition, it doesn't look like tuberculosis.

She took out her stethoscope again, listened carefully, and finally determined that it was not consumption.

It is myocarditis, which is also a kind of heart disease.

Heart disease is a very complicated disease, no matter which one is quite difficult.

Fortunately, her heart disease was not serious enough to require an operation, but she should not be careless. Judging by her appearance, she should have suffered a lot on weekdays.

The effect of taking blockers and amiodarone for this kind of heart disease is good, but there are special drugs independently developed by the research institute, the effect is even better.

Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box and took out a box of special medicine. She planned to pack it in her own porcelain bottle, but found that the porcelain bottle in the small pannier was used up.

It happened that there were several medicine bottles on the table, so Gu Jiao picked one up casually, poured out the pills inside and smelled it.

"This is a high-end health pill, and it doesn't have any symptomatic effect." Gu Jiao poured out the pills in the bottle, put the white pills of the special medicine into it, and put a small cloth on the bottle, writing down the usage and dosage, Then he got up and left.

In the front yard, a woman in her early thirties, wearing a light green cloak, sent the princess into the carriage.

"Master Yujin, please stop." The princess said gently.

The woman called Master Yujin said calmly and politely: "Thank you, Crown Princess, for visiting the princess, and for bringing medicine to the princess. When the princess wakes up, I will report to the princess, the crown princess has been here."

Long Yingwei: I have seen it all! ╭(╯^╰)╮If you give me a monthly pass, I will tell the princess!