Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 529: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (51)

"Please...please find me a doctor..."

Fu Huaiying paused for a moment and left without saying a word.

Just when Zhao Su thought she was going to call the maid, Fu Huaiying returned with a lantern.

With the help of the light, Zhao Su could see her clothes clearly.

Under the warm honey-yellow light, the thin green gauze lost its color, like a layer of transparent gauze covering her skin.

She actually wasn't wearing any veil. The color of her chest and neck was only different because of a layer of gauze.

Zhao Su turned his face away, which made it easier for Fu Huaiying to observe him.

She brought the light closer to Zhao Su and saw that the abdomen he was covering seemed to still be bleeding.

In addition, there were scratches on the back of his hands and his clothes had traces of being cut by a knife.

It seems that Zhao Su escaped from the sword and the shadow.

"Didn't the Marquis go to suppress the bandits? How did you get yourself into such a mess?"

Judging from the marks on his clothes, it doesn't look like the knife that an ordinary bandit would have.

Zhao Su's consciousness began to blur. He said slowly: "No...it's...the bandits..."

Fu Huaiying frowned at Zhao Su's expression and asked, "Did the Marquis find out something?"

But at this time, Zhao Su was about to faint. Fu Huaiying's words sounded like a voice from outer space in his ears. The voice was stretched out and he could not hear the content clearly.

"never mind."

Fu Huaiying picked him up with one hand. Zhao Su was heavier than she had imagined.

He opened the door and threw the person onto the low couch in the room.

The unconscious Zhao Su let out a muffled groan of pain.

The noise caught Hongxiu's attention, and she walked out from the west wing: "Madam, is that you?"

"Are you looking for something?" Hongxiu walked into the room holding a candlestick, and saw Zhao Su lying on the couch covered in blood.

Hongxiu's eyes widened and a scream was about to burst through her throat.

Fu Huaiying came out and stopped her: "Shhh..."

"Madam..." Hongxiu was extremely panicked: "Why is Dingbei Hou here?"

"Is he dead...? Madam... did you kill him...?"

Fu Huaiying knocked her head in annoyance and said, "What are you thinking about? Don't ask so many questions. Go light the lamp, boil a pot of water, and then go get a jar of strong liquor from the warehouse."

Hongxiu nodded and went to work quickly.

The candles in the room were quickly lit. When Hongxiu prepared everything, Zhao Su's clothes had been stripped off, leaving only his vital parts covered.

Hongxiu's face was almost ripe: "Madam! What are you going to do?"

Fu Huaiying was fiddling with something beside him: "Of course, it's to heal his wounds."

"Why don't you send him to the clinic or ask a doctor?" Hongxiu put the boiled water and liquor aside, and was terrified when she saw the bloody wound on Zhao Su's abdomen.

"Marquis Dingbei was assassinated and secretly fled back to the capital. He did not return to the Marquis' Mansion but came to us. This must be to avoid being seen."

"Although I don't know why he did this, anyone who dared to assassinate Marquis Dingbei and injured him so badly must be a powerful person."

"Perhaps all the medical clinics in the capital are under secret surveillance."

After Fu Huaiying disinfected all the instruments with strong liquor, he turned to Hongxiu and said, "If you're scared, go out and guard the yard."

Hongxiu bit her lip and said, "Madam, let me help you from the side."

While following Fu Huaiying's instructions, she asked in confusion, "Who is so bold as to assassinate the Marquis?"

Fu Huaiying was pouring wine on his hands to disinfect them.

"Maybe he knows something he shouldn't know."

"It's a pity that this guy fainted before he could finish his words. Now we can only treat him first and send him back to the Marquis' Mansion when he wakes up."

"By the way, go out to the alley and see if there's any bloodstains you missed. If there are, take care of them."

"Yes, ma'am."

...

When Zhao Su woke up again, it was already bright outside.

It was the cuckoo outside the window that woke him up.

When I first opened my eyes, I was a little confused and my mind was a mess.

Until the pain in his abdomen made him sober up a little.

Zhao Su used his arms to prop up his upper body, and then he found himself on a small soft couch. He was so tall that part of his legs was even hanging out.

He was naked and covered only with a thin blanket.

The wound on his abdomen was wrapped in a bandage, and the minor wounds on his body had also been treated.

Zhao Su looked around. There was no one in the house. The window next to him was open, and he could see the lush green bamboo leaves outside.

The room is elegantly furnished, but one can still tell from some minor details that it is a woman's bedroom.

The house was filled with the fragrance of flowers and fruits, the most prominent of which was the sweet smell of lychees, exactly the same as the smell on Fu Huaiying last night.

It seems that she still chose to help him.

At this time, there was a voice outside the house, but the voice was too soft, and even with his excellent hearing, he could not hear what was said.

After a while, someone pushed the door open.

It’s Hongxiu.

She carried the copper basin and walked straight to the other side.

"My lady, it's two quarters past noon."

Then there was the rustling of fabric.

"The weather is too hot, the ice in the ice jar has almost melted." It was Fu Huaiying.

There was a sound of flowing water.

After Fu Huaiying washed his face, he stood up and fanned himself with a fan, preparing to go and see if the ice in Zhao Su's hand had melted. The weather was too hot and the wound would easily become inflamed.

Walking around the screen, Fu Huaiying saw Zhao Su looking at her with his elbows supported.

"...Yo, you're awake."

Fu Huaiying was wearing a thin skirt, her hair was like a dark cloud on her head, and she stood in front of him holding a palm-leaf fan.

"Now that you're awake, I'll send someone to the Marquis' Mansion to let them know and have someone come and take you back. But don't forget to pay the medical bills, Lord Marquis."

Zhao Su frowned, holding his wound and stood up: "Did you call a doctor?"

Fu Huaiying said, "Of course. I have invited the most famous doctor in the capital for you. The consultation fee is expensive, so I will advance it for you."

Hongxiu came over at this time with a tray: "Madam, do you want to change the medicine?"

"Yes, leave the things there and go out."

After Hongxiu left, Fu Huaiying pulled away the thin blanket on Zhao Su.

Zhao Su: “…”

Fu Huaiying was not surprised: "After all, we have been married for five years, why are you shy?"

Zhao Su silently pulled the quilt over to cover his privacy.

"You've been in a coma for three days." Fu Huaiying said as he untied the bandages, "If you continue to sleep, I'll think you're dead."

Since the divorce, Fu Huaiying has become more and more bold in speaking.

Zhao Su didn't say anything, just lowered his head and watched what she was doing with her hands.

After removing all the bandages, Zhao Su took a look at the sutured wound on his abdomen.

"You sewed this, didn't you?" Zhao Su glanced at Fu Huaiying. "The skilled doctors in Beijing wouldn't sew this crooked."