Painting Doctor Jinhua

The night seemed very long. I didn't know how long I waited before I saw the boy come out of the house.

"You guys carry the man away!" the boy said lightly.

The old lady was still in a drowsy trance. When she heard this, she suddenly woke up and asked hesitantly, "Is the patient cured?"

"Can't you see it yourself?" the boy said impatiently, "Take it away quickly, take it away, don't leave it here to pollute our eyes."

The old lady had a cold face, and the corners of her mouth twitched again almost imperceptibly. She hurriedly ordered people to go in and carry Zheng Shishilang out.

The group of people could not wait to go forward to take a look, but they saw that the person lying on the board no longer had a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and drooling, and he was no longer twitching, but his whole face looked as if he had been hit hard by a fist, and it was blue and purple, and slightly swollen.

"This...my Shishilang..." the old lady asked, not sure.

Then the boy interrupted and said, "Take him back! My brother Qing said that he will wake up in two hours."

"But, but why does my husband look like he has been beaten?" Finally, a maid couldn't help but murmur.

I thought the sound was so quiet that no one could hear it, but I was met with a shout from the boy: "What do you know? My brother Qing took a lot of effort to heal him. Look, is his mouth still crooked? Is his body still shaking? Is he still that wretched?"

"Yes, yes, no more, no more." The maid said repeatedly.

It's not disgusting, but why does the person look like he is dead?

At the old lady's signal, a maid trembled and knelt down, felt Zheng Shishilang's breath, and returned to the old lady to report: "Old lady, he is still breathing."

The old lady was relieved, and raised her hand to the boy with a smile of gratitude: "Thank you for saving me, your miraculous doctor. By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet, so I can make her famous."

Before she finished her words, she heard the boy answer firmly: "No need, my brother Qing doesn't need it." After that, he slammed the door again and walked towards the inner room, leaving the women stunned again.

"How can this child be so rude?" Li grumbled again, and turned to the old lady and asked, "Ah Jia, are we going to take Shi Silang back now?"

The old lady hesitated for a moment before she said, "Of course I have to go back."

If I don't go back, am I going to wait until dawn for outsiders to laugh at me?

"But Ajia, what if Shishilang is still ill and can't wake up?" Li asked again.

The old lady glared at her unhappily: "Are you cursing my grandson? If he doesn't wake up in two hours, do you think this place will be safe?"

Of course, this refers to the "miracle doctor" who lives here, and these words are undoubtedly said to that "miracle doctor". It's really funny that they tossed and turned for the whole night but didn't even see the face of this "miracle doctor". Even when they asked for his last name, they were interrupted coldly by this little boy, who was on guard like a thief.

After carrying Zheng Shisilang onto the carriage, the women who had been exposed to the cold wind all night finally followed Madam Zheng's carriage and set out on their journey home.

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In the room, the boy half-knelt in front of Xiao Jinyu, wiping the sweat off her forehead while softly asking, "Brother Qing, how are you now? Are you okay?"

Xiao Jinyu shook her head.

"It just took some effort, it's okay." She replied, then raised her eyes to look at the boy in front of her, as if she had just seen his face clearly, and secretly sighed that he was so good-looking, and he would surely impress many girls when he grows up. She closed her eyes slightly, took a breath for a moment, and then ordered, "Phoenix, go and settle those villagers, we should leave here soon! Two hours is not much..."

The Zheng family will definitely come back, and two hours is just time for them to escape from here.

The boy naturally understood what he meant and nodded immediately, saying, "Okay, Brother Qing, don't worry. I have already sent people to do these things. Since the indentures have been obtained, those people will be Brother Qing's men in the future and servants of the Xiao family. Zheng Shisilang will not do anything to them. I have also sent the letter to the head of the Zheng family."

Xiao family?

When Xiao Jinyu heard the word "Xiao" again, some messy and vague memories appeared in her mind again: Xiao? Why did she feel so familiar with this surname, and why did she feel so sad and even inexplicably resentful when she thought of the surname "Xiao"?

"Fenghuang, I remember you said that my mother's surname is Xiao, and I took her surname. What about my father?" She asked again, "Why don't I take my father's surname?"

The boy thought for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind, "Okay, don't worry, brother Qing, we'll get on the carriage later, and I'll tell you on the way."

Having said that, he quickly packed up his things and helped Xiao Jinyu walk towards the door. The room was completely empty except for a screen standing in the middle, on which was a half-finished scroll with the ink still wet.

After coming out, I saw that the sky was already slightly brighter. The sky was no longer covered with dark clouds, but was pitch black. There was a faint red glow in the sky, which meant that the red sun was about to break through the clouds and spread its bright light over the earth.

I have to say that the scenery here is really beautiful. Although there are no pavilions, towers, ponds or waterside pavilions, there are lush green trees and shining exotic flowers everywhere. There are also waterfalls and springs in the distance, which sparkle like broken jade and gold in the morning light. The rising morning mist adds a hazy mystery to the village in the valley.

Looking at such a scene, Xiao Jinyu seemed a little melancholy. Once upon a time, she seemed to have fled everywhere with her brothers and sisters of the same clan, wandering around, not knowing where to return.

"Brother Qing, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her standing still, the boy asked worriedly.

Xiao Jinyu shook her head again: "Nothing, let's go!"

The boy nodded, and the two of them went to a nearby stable where horses were hidden.

They had prepared the carriage long ago. It was an inconspicuous carriage with a green canopy and two shafts. It soon drove onto the foggy official road.

At the same time, no one noticed that several carriages were heading in different directions.

As the gate of Sishui Pass was getting closer, the boy started talking about her mother: it turned out that this was Qi, and the king of Qi was Gao Zhan. Xiao Jinyu's mother, Xiao, entered the palace as an imperial physician in her early years with her outstanding talent and medical skills. Later, she was noticed by the then king Gao Yang and was promoted to a third-rank female official, the same as Guanglu Dafu. But later, for some unknown reason, Xiao left the palace and returned the mansion given by Gao Yang to the court. She lived with her daughter, Xiao Jinyu, in a remote village near Luoyang, making a living by raising silkworms and weaving cloth, and sometimes treating villagers. She thought that such a life would always be peaceful, but she did not expect to be disturbed by a group of unidentified visitors. Not long after, Xiao also died suddenly and inexplicably.

"How did my mother die?" Xiao Jinyu asked after hearing this.

The boy shook his head. "I don't know either. When my aunt died, she had no injuries on her body, but her face was pale and her breathing was disordered. She didn't look sick. When I asked her that day, she refused to say anything. She just asked me to escort you to Jiankang."

"Going to Jiankang?"

"Yes, go to Jiankang. My aunt said that she is originally from Jiankang and her roots are there. She wants you to take the token she left behind and return to the Lanling Xiao family in Jiankang City to recognize your ancestors."

"Return to your roots?" Xiao Jinyu was even more surprised. The Xiao family was only her mother's family. As a granddaughter, what qualifications did she have to go back and return to her roots?

The boy saw the doubt in her heart and said, "Yes, we should recognize our ancestors. My aunt said that since Brother Qing's surname is Xiao, he is a descendant of the Xiao family and should return to the Xiao family to recognize his ancestors. Therefore, my aunt has always raised Brother Qing as a husband."

This is also the reason why she always dresses as a man and the boy always calls her brother.

Xiao Jinyu was puzzled and asked again: "Didn't she mention my father?"

The boy shook his head again: "Yes, she never mentioned it. Although I am also very surprised, she really never mentioned it until her death. I just don't know..."

I wonder if she has told her biological daughter?

But it was not easy for a boy to ask this question, nor did he want to ask it. Xiao Jinyu also concentrated and fell into deep thought. The figure of a "young boy" seemed to emerge in his mind. He often helped a woman clean silkworm leaves, wash clothes, and even cook on tiptoe. He did all the work by himself. Sometimes he would sit under a pine tree and read and learn to write with the woman. Sometimes he would study hard by the window with a candlelight, copying a scroll with relish.

Recalling this, Xiao Jinyu felt as if a warm spring was injected into her chest, making her feel warm and full. This might be the warmest and happiest moment in a girl's life!

Suddenly, Xiao Jinyu seemed to think of something, and raised her head and murmured, "You just said it was the Lanling Xiao family of Jiankang City? Is it the Lanling Xiao family in 'Cui Lu Li Zheng, Wang Xie Yuan Xiao'?"

The boy nodded without denying.

Xiao Jinyu held her forehead and pondered again. She should clearly remember Lanling Xiao family, but why couldn't she remember anything at all? Her mind seemed to be barren except for a large area of ​​red. What was more terrifying was that the more she thought about it, the more fear and pain she would feel. This fear almost suffocated her.

What happened to her memory?

Seeing Xiao Jinyu frowning again, with deep pain condensed between her brows, the boy hurriedly called out: "Brother Qing, don't think about it anymore, let's go to Chen State, to Jiankang, I will take you back to the Xiao family in Lanling, maybe you will remember everything." After that, he took out a map and pointed to a place on it and said, "Brother Qing, look, this is Xingyang, where we are now, and this is Jiankang. Let's start from here and follow this route to Xuzhou Pengcheng, and then take the water route across the Yangtze River. We will definitely reach Jiankang in a month."

After a pause, he continued, "This Qi land is not a place to stay for long. Perhaps only in Jiankang of Chen State can we stay."

Jiankang?

There seemed to be a voice in her heart urging her: Yes, I have to go back to Jiankang. Only by returning to Jiankang can I regain my memory and everything I have lost.

Thinking about it, Xiao Jinyu nodded, but when her eyes fell on the picture in the boy's hand, she showed some surprise.