Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian's heart seemed to be hit hard.

There is no turning back when the bow is fired. Even if he wants to return to the state of getting along with Gu Yu, it seems that he can't go back now.

People are always greedy.

At the beginning, he wanted to be considerate and good to him.

Later, I hoped that Gu Yu would only have eyes for him.

Later, I wanted to stay with him forever.

Now, I still want to take care of and love him.

Love him, not fear him.

Song Qinian has been a warrior in the tribe since he was a child. He grew up being looked up to by the people on the grassland. There is nothing he wants but cannot get.

The murder of his whole family was the biggest setback he had ever suffered in his life.

He originally thought that he was being taken to the capital as a criminal slave, and he didn't know how much effort it would take to get revenge in his life, but he met Gu Yu.

This person is stupid and treats him unconditionally.

Indulge him unconditionally.

Why doesn't this make people covet?

Seeing that Song Qinian was silent, Gu Yu thought that the other party would not agree to his proposal, so he became anxious and took the initiative to reach out his hand and take the other party's palm:

"I'm good, I'm obedient, I'll do whatever you ask me to do, really."

Song Qinian's heart trembled. He maintained calm on the surface, lowered his eyelashes to hide the panic in his eyes, curled his fingers and held Gu Yu's cold fingertips, and asked:

"Is it serious?"

Gu Yu nodded desperately.

"Then drink the medicine obediently."

"I drink."

The military doctor brought the medicine over, and he didn't dare to waste a moment. He took it from his hand and put it in his mouth regardless of whether it was steaming or not.

Fortunately, Song Qinian quickly grabbed his hand, but the movement was too big, and the dark concoction in the bowl splashed out and onto his hand.

The young man just frowned slightly, and Gu Yu also saw the large area of ​​red on his hand that was burnt by the concoction, and remained silent without speaking.

Song Qinian ignored the back of his hand that was immediately burned red and scolded Gu Yu: "Can't you see that the soup is very hot? Do you still want to drink it?"

Gu Yu lowered his eyelashes and weakly said sorry.

Song Qinian was obviously taken aback and his throat was tight. He obviously did not have typhoid fever, but his voice seemed to have become hoarse:

"Wait... wait until it cools down before drinking."

Gu Yu: "Okay."

The military doctor stood aside, somewhat embarrassed:

"Young Master, the injury on the back of your hand..."

"It doesn't matter, you can go out first."

Only Gu Yu and Song Qinian were left, staring at each other, waiting for the bowl of medicine to get cold.

During this period, Gu Yu glanced at the back of Song Qinian's red hand a few times. His small movements did not escape Song Qinian's eyes that were always looking at him.

Suddenly, he asked aloud:

"Do you regret it?"

Gu Yu stared at the back of Song Qinian's hand for another second before shifting his gaze to his face, his eyes slightly confused.

"Do you regret taking me back?"

Song Qinian thought that if he hadn't met Gu Yu and hadn't been so kind to him, he wouldn't have had that kind of undesirable thoughts towards him. Without that kind of thoughts, naturally there wouldn't be a situation like this.

Maybe Gu Yu is still dreaming about getting rich, and he is still idle all day long, enjoying himself and having nothing to do.

There was no sound in the tent for a long time.

Gu Yu shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't regret it."

He raised the corners of his mouth, smiled reluctantly, and repeated again: "I don't regret it. Give me another chance... I will still save the child I was before."

The kid from before?

But the person he is now is also the person he was before.

If it were him now, wouldn't he save him?

As if he had seen through what Song Qinian was thinking, Gu Yu smiled bitterly and explained: "Back then, that child was 'powerless' and aggrieved. If he didn't save him, his hand would be cut off. Now... ....You are not that delicate."

Song Qinian: "..."

Song Qinian's eyelashes trembled, and he felt severe discomfort in his heart.

He even blurted out for a moment that he would always be the same child as before, but when the words reached his lips, they were swallowed back.

Maybe in Gu Yu's eyes, he didn't deserve to say this.

He couldn't argue that he was still the same now as before. After all, some things had really changed.

Song Qinian pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed, pretending not to care: "There's no point regretting it."

After saying that, he suppressed his stiff smile and glanced at the medicine bowl that was no longer steaming: "Drink the medicine."

Gu Yu said nothing and drank the medicine obediently. Song Qinian took the medicine bowl and stood up to leave, but the former tugged at the corner of his clothes:

"Does what you just said still count?"

Song Qinian's heart was grabbed.

It was almost the first time that he saw Gu Yu looking at him with such expectant eyes. There was a crack in his expression for a moment. He reached out and touched the side of Gu Yu's face with a gentle voice:

"Well, I promise you, I won't lie to you."

Only then did Gu Yu feel relieved.

The hand holding the other party's clothes quietly let go.

"Have a good rest and don't go out for the next two days."

Gu Yu nodded obediently.

For several days after that, Gu Yu did not leave the tent and carried out Song Qinian's "order" to "not go out" to the letter.

However, he did not rest well or keep warm.

Taking advantage of the other party's absence, he turned off the stove and deliberately let himself freeze. In short, he didn't want his illness to be cured.

As expected, his illness became more serious.

It was just a fever before, but then I started to cough again, coughing during the day and at night. Even the military doctor said that if I continue to cough, I may cause damage to my lungs.

This made Song Qinian anxious.

"Are you a quack? Didn't you say it was just typhoid fever before? I've been taking the medicine for a few days, but why is it still not getting better and is it hurting the lungs?"

The military doctor was unjust. It was obviously the simplest typhoid fever. Ordinary soldiers did not need to treat it. The weak ones would be fine in three or four days. How could they have thought that the delicate Nanling Emperor would not be well after these days.

Not only is it bad, it’s even worse.

"that......"

The military doctor asked carefully: "Is that person taking the medicine prescribed by my subordinate seriously?"

Song Qinian frowned: "Most of the time, I personally watch and drink."

"Then...it's not serious. Isn't it typhoid?"

"You ask me about this? Can you do it? If not, I'll ask Ajia to ask another doctor to come over."

The military doctor panicked: "Young Master, aren't you trying to mess with me? If you can't even cure a small cold, how can I get along in the army in the future?"

Song Qinian: "You weren't cured in the first place!"

Military doctor: "Let's do this. Bring that person to my tent and I will take care of it myself."

Song Qinian was unhappy: "Why do I need you to take care of my people personally?"

"Young Master...this..."

Song Qinian's head hurt, and he waved his hand: "That's all, take it over. If it still can't be cured, I'll come to see you with your head."