Chapter 41 Sick

Lin Huazhi stayed by the wet nurse's bed until it was dark and the wet nurse repeatedly urged her to go back to the other hospital. She has too many things to say to the wet nurse and too many questions to ask, but considering that the wet nurse's situation is not optimistic at this time, she has to give up and wait for the wet nurse to feel better in a few days before she will consider it.

She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. The wet nurse was not driven away from Chen's house by Yan Shaobai. At first, Yan Shaobai wanted to send the wet nurse back to the countryside for retirement, but the wet nurse disagreed. Maybe the wet nurse also felt that Chen Suyue's death was too strange and argued with Yan Shaobai for a few words. I don't know what happened later. What's the matter? The wet nurse moved out of Chen's house and lived alone in another courtyard.

The wet nurse didn't want to tell Lin Huazhi why she had an argument with Yan Shaobai at the beginning. However, the wet nurse became more and more uneasy, and Lin Huazhi became more and more unstable.

One more thing made Lin Huazhi feel headache. Chen Tong, the former housekeeper of Chen's house, was kicked out of Chen's house by Yan Shaobai. Now, no one knows where the old housekeeper is.

Back to the other hospital, why didn't she work in the hospital all afternoon? Aunt Feng didn't ask. Lin Huazhi pleaded guilty to Aunt Feng and went back to the room alone. As soon as the door closed, her face sank.

The current situation of the wet nurse is really not good. At the beginning, Lin Huazhi planned to take the wet nurse to live with Lin in the west of the city, but how should she face Lin in the future? The wet nurse already knows her true identity, but Lin and Lin Yuyang have always regarded her as Lin Huazhi. If these two people knew that Lin Huazhi was dead, what would they think?

Thinking of this, Lin Huazhi couldn't help sighing. Things were much more complicated than she thought.

The wet nurse can't live in that shabby house, so where should the wet nurse be placed? Thinking of the look of the wet nurse deliberately dodging when she just spoke, Lin Huazhi became more and more curious. After Chen Suyue's death, what happened between Yan Shaobai and the wet nurse and the housekeeper?

With a long sigh, let's not say anything else. The first thing is how to arrange the wet nurse.

The next day, the genius was bright, and the outside came over with a strange look and said that someone was looking for her outside the door.

Lin Huazhi is confused. Who will come to her at this time?

When he arrived at the gate, he saw the carriage parked outside the gate, and then saw Zhang Erbao. Lin Huazhi knew who was looking for her.

"Sister Huazhi, get into the carriage quickly and come up quickly." Seeing her, Zhang Erbao couldn't help urging and looked anxious, as if there was something big.

"Erbao, what's wrong?" Lin Huazhi asked Zhang Erbao not to worry and said slowly.

Zhang Erbao hurriedly said, "Sister Huazhi, the young master is sick, but he has always refused to take medicine. The old man got angry and asked you to go and see the young master. After saying that, his face looked strange, and he subconsciously glanced into the van.

When Lin Huazhi heard that Zhang Ziqing was sick, she inevitably jumped, but...

After thinking about it, she said apologetically, "Erbao, I can't go there now. You go back and tell the old man first. I'll go to see the young master tomorrow."

As soon as Zhang Erbao heard that she didn't go, he grabbed her anxiously. As soon as his hand touched her sleeve, he quickly let go of his hand: "Sister Huazhi, no, really can't. If you don't go to see the young master today, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Lin Huazhi knew that Zhang Erbao was worried about his young master. If Zhang Dashao had an accident, these servants in front of him would not have a good end. However, Lin Huazhi also has her considerations. No matter how disobedient Zhang Ziqing is, no matter how angry he is, it is impossible for Master Zhang to watch him not take medicine. Things are man-made, and there is always a way.

Lin Huazhi shook his head: "Erbao, I'm also one of the people who wait in front of others. I don't say that I can leave. You go back first. I will definitely go to see the young master tomorrow.

When Zhang Erbao heard her words, he was so anxious that he almost cried: "Sister Huazhi, if you don't go, the old master will kill me. I have an 80 mother and a younger sister to raise. Sister Huazhi, I beg you.

A big man cried to death in front of her without image. Seeing more and more people gathered at the gate of the courtyard, many people were pointing behind him. Lin Huazhi couldn't hang on his face, so he had to hold Zhang Erbao: "Okay, okay, don't cry. You wait for me here. I'll talk to the steward and come around later." After saying that, he stared at him helplessly and turned into the hospital and went to Aunt Feng.

When Aunt Feng heard that she was going out, her face did not change. She just looked at her for a long time before she nodded and agreed. However, before going out, Lin Huazhi was told to be careful and come back in the evening.

Lin Huazhi actually didn't expect it to be so easy. Aunt Feng's attitude towards her is too easy, which is both a good and a bad thing. However, she didn't have time to study carefully at this time. She went out to see Zhang Erbao and let him go faster.

When she got on the carriage, she saw that the carriage was tightly covered with a veil, which was impenetrable, and she didn't pay much attention to it. It's just that as soon as he opened the curtain, the next second, his wrist was captured, and a flower in front of him was held tightly.

"Flower branches, flower branches." The hot breath hit her neck and successfully stopped her screaming.

Hearing this voice, it was clearly Zhang Ziqing, but her voice was much more hoarse than usual. She was not sure. She raised her head slightly and saw Zhang Ziqing lying on her shoulder with her head tilted, and her face was abnormally flushed.

Suddenly, Lin Huazhi reached out and touched Zhang Ziqing's forehead. It was hot. Obviously, he had a fever.

"Young master... young master." Lin Huazhi whispered, "You are sick. What's wrong with you?" She tried to break away from Zhang Ziqing's arms, but was held tighter.

Why Zhang Ziqing is here? Lin Huazhi doesn't want to think about it anymore. Seeing that his situation is more serious than what Zhang Erbao said, Lin Huazhi suddenly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Erbao, Erbao, come in quickly."

Zhang Erbao leaned into his head from outside the car and saw them holding them tightly. With a sigh, he seemed embarrassed and his head shrank back. Lin Huazhi hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Are you really not taking medicine?"

Zhang Erbao looked bitterly: "Sister Huazhi, I didn't lie to you. The young master began to get sick the day before yesterday. After twisting for two days, I refused to take medicine. I couldn't stand the young master making trouble, so I secretly came to see you. If the old master knew that I had brought the young master out, I would have died.

Lin Huazhi glanced at him and said affirmatively, "You are definitely going to be killed by your old master." Seeing that there were only some quilts piled up in the carriage, Lin Huazhi knew that Zhang Ziqing must have left in a hurry when she came out in the morning. Obviously, she didn't bring any medicine.

Hearing Zhang Ziqing's breathing became heavier and heavier, Lin Huazhi was also sweating anxiously. After thinking about it, she quickly ordered Zhang Erbao to buy some soju. Then she tried her best to help Zhang Ziqing down and fed him a few mouthfuls of water. When Zhang Erbao brought the soju in, she took off Zhang Ziqing's clothes directly without saying a word.

Zhang Erbao was stunned by her holding. At this time, Lin Huazhi could not take care of the so-called men's and women's defense. He turned his head and shouted at Zhang Erbao: "Go back home quickly, or your young master will really have an accident." This is not to scare Zhang Erbao. Zhang Ziqing is naked. The exposed skin is already dark red, and it is hot like a stove. The situation is really bad.

Lin Huazhi found a handkerchief, poured some soju, and began to wipe it again and again along Zhang Ziqing's hands and feet. She doesn't know if this method works, but when she was a child, she once had a high fever, and her mother also helped her sweat like this.

Zhang Ziqing's mouth was dry and turned white, and Lin Huazhi had to feed him water. Fortunately, Zhang Ziqing was obedient and swallowed the water every time.

She was happy and sad to know that Zhang Ziqing was secretly coming to see her.

There is always a happy thing when someone remembers you like this. But she was also worried that Zhang Ziqing was doing something dangerous. If something really happened, she thought that Mr. Zhang would not let her go.

Fortunately, it was not too far from the southern suburbs to Zhangfu in the western suburbs. Two hours later, the carriage finally stopped in front of Zhangfu.

I only heard Zhang Erbao shout timidly: "Master." The next second, the tightly covered carriage curtain was vigorously lifted. Without thinking about it, Lin Huazhi jumped on Zhang Ziqing and turned around and roared harshly, "If you don't put down the curtain, the wind will come in, and the disease will enter the body, and there will be no way to save it."

The person who lifted the curtain was the old man of the Zhang family. At the beginning, when he saw Zhang Ziqing lying on the car wearing only a pair of trousers, Lin Huazhi's dress was also untidy, and angrily rushed to his head.

Before he could say "What a little **/baby", he was roared by Lin Huazhi. He saw that Mr. Zhang's face was stiff, and his face was blue, yellow, blue and green, which was called a beautiful one.

Lin Huazhi saw that it was Mr. Zhang by the light outside the car. He didn't care about the changeable expression on the old man's face, and shouted again: "Don't be stunned. Call the doctor."

The old man finally turned around and shouted, "Where's the doctor? Where did the doctor die?" Regardless of anger, Mr. Zhang carefully put down the curtain and ordered his servants to bring the doctor quickly.

After a while, a doctor trembled and climbed into the carriage and looked at Lin Huazhi with an uneasy look.

Lin Huazhi couldn't talk about any etiquette at this time. Seeing that the man was holding a medicine box and knew that the doctor was coming, she hurriedly said that she had been wiping Zhang Ziqing with soju all the way, but she still didn't sweat.

The doctor carefully took Zhang Ziqing's pulse, opened his eyelids and waved his big hand: "Take it back to the room first."

But now it's difficult. According to Zhang Ziqing's situation at this time, he can't see the wind, but he can't lie in the carriage like this. Finally, Mr. Zhang gave an order to tear down all the courtyard doors and drive the carriage directly to the door.

The boss opened his mouth and had to do so. He jointly to tear down all the doors on the way from the back door to the yard where Zhang Ziqing lived, and he didn't care about anything. He directly smashed it with a hammer. Zhang Erbao drove the carriage all the way to the house where Zhang Ziqing lived.

"Young master, young master." Lin Huazhi whispered twice in Zhang Ziqing's ear. Seeing Zhang Ziqing open his eyes slightly, he hurriedly said, "I'm home. I'll help you go to sleep. Take the medicine obediently."

It took a long time to listen to Zhang Ziqing.

Seeing this, Lin Huazhi covered Zhang Ziqing tightly with a quilt, covered the leather hat used in winter over his head, and ordered the people waiting outside the car to carefully send him into the room.

Seeing Zhang Ziqing finally lying safely in **, Mr. Zhang took a long breath, turned around and stared at Lin Huazhi and said in a low voice, "Come with me." He shook his sleeves and walked out with a calm face.

Looking at Zhang Erbao, who looked uneasy next to him, Lin Huazhi sighed, cleaned up his body slightly, followed the old master and went to the study.

is a blessing or a curse, and a misfortune cannot be avoided.

Hmm, she is not afraid.