Rebirth: Phoenix Riding the Ninth Heaven

Chapter 144 Zhao 4 is injured at home

Zhao Si looked at his wife's anxious face and felt a warm feeling in his heart. However, he still pretended to be calm and kept muttering, "It's okay, wife, it's really nothing serious. It's just a small injury. Don't cry! It would be embarrassing if people saw you crying like a tearful person! Look, Uncle Wang and the others are still here!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Si's wife quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with her sleeve, then turned around, bowed deeply to Uncle Wang, and said gratefully, "Uncle, thank you so much today! If it weren't for you and these young men helping to send my master back, I don't know what I would have done!"

The cat-headed man beside him quickly waved his hand and responded with a smile, "Hey, sister, please don't say that! We're all neighbors, isn't it normal for us to help each other? Besides, it's not a big deal." After that, he turned around and shouted to the two young men beside him, "Okay, guys, hurry up and carry the person into the house. Be careful and put him on the bed inside."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Si's wife hurried to the door, stretched out her hand to open it, then stood aside and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that everyone should carry Zhao Si into the bedroom. The young and strong men carefully lifted Zhao Si, slowly walked into the room, and gently placed him on the soft bed.

After settling Zhao Si down, Grandpa Wang came forward, took Zhao Si's hand, and gently instructed him, "Xiao Si, just rest assured and recuperate here! If you need anything, just tell your wife. We neighbors will definitely help if we can! You must rest well during this period and strive to recover soon!"

Zhao Si nodded and replied with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, sir. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

Seeing Zhao Si's understanding, Uncle Wang nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked out the door with the two young men. Zhao Si's wife hurriedly followed and accompanied them to the gate. At the gate, she once again expressed her deep gratitude to Uncle Wang and the others, and repeatedly asked them to visit her home often when they had time.

After watching Uncle Wang and his group walk away, Zhao Si's wife hurriedly closed the door, rushed back to the bedroom in two steps, and took care of the injured Zhao Si wholeheartedly.

Zhao Si's wife, filled with worry, pushed open the door and immediately saw Zhao Si, pale as a sheet, lying on the simple bed, his breath barely catching. Her heart ached, tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to burst. Holding back her grief, she tiptoed to the bedside and asked with a trembling voice, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Si forced a smile and replied weakly: "It's nothing serious. I was just accidentally stabbed by someone." After saying that, he frowned slightly, as if the pain from the wound was coming in waves.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Si's wife could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed down like a flood. But when she saw Zhao Si's disarming gaze, she quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and slowly stepped forward to help Zhao Si take off his shirt. She saw a long, hideous wound on Zhao Si's shoulder, and blood was still flowing from the wound. This scene made Zhao Si's wife's tears, which had just stopped, burst out again.

Seeing his wife about to cry again, Zhao Si quickly spoke to dissuade her, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. Quickly find me some healing medicine, get some water to clean the wound, and then bandage it." Zhao Si's wife nodded vigorously, quickly putting away her sadness. She turned around and began to search through the boxes and cabinets in the house for the healing medicine, muttering to herself, "Where's the medicine? Where is the medicine..."

After searching for a while, Zhao Si's wife still couldn't find the medicine. She was extremely anxious. Suddenly, she had an idea and ran to the door and shouted loudly: "Son! Hurry up and boil some hot water in the kitchen!" After shouting, she continued to search in the cabinet.

The son, who lived in the west wing, was immersed in a sweet dream when he was suddenly awakened by his mother's high-pitched scream. He sat up with a start, his head still a little dizzy, but when he thought of some emergency, he immediately jumped off the kang, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and ran to his mother's room.

When he rushed into the house breathlessly, he was stunned by the scene before him. He saw his pale and extremely weak father lying on the bed, with blood oozing from his shoulder, staining a large area of ​​the bedding red.

Zhao Si's wife, seeing her son's silly look, walked over angrily, raised her hand and slapped him hard on the head twice, yelling in a bad mood: "Get out of here! Don't stand there in a daze! Go to the kitchen and boil some hot water. I'm waiting for it!"

Zhao Si's son finally came to his senses, as if waking from a dream. After answering, he turned around and rushed to the kitchen like a gust of wind. When he got to the kitchen, he first hurriedly washed the pot, then hurriedly scooped water into the pot, lit the stove and started to boil water.

As time ticked by, Zhao Si's son grew increasingly anxious. Fortunately, the water finally boiled. He carefully picked up the steaming basin and hurried back to his parents' room.

At that moment, Zhao Si's son saw his mother laboriously wiping the blood from his father's body and slowly bandaging his wound. He stood by, daring not to breathe, fearing to disturb his mother. Although filled with doubt and worry, he dared not ask rashly. He could only silently lend a hand, passing things and assisting. The room was silent except for the occasional soft gasp of his mother's breath.

A short while later, Zhao Si's wife hurriedly found some medicine and carefully sprinkled it on Zhao Si's injured shoulder. Then, with swift movements, she bandaged him and tidied him up. Looking at the basin of water she had used to clean the wound, it had turned a shocking blood-red. After everything was done, she finally had time to sit down by the bed, gazing at Zhao Si with concern and worry.

Zhao Si's wife took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She softly asked, "Master, what on earth happened?" Seeing his wife's anxious expression, Zhao Si knew there was no point in hiding anything any longer, so he told her the whole story. He had met his youngest sister and a group of old friends for dinner at a restaurant. After enjoying their meals and drinks, they went home. However, on their way home, they were suddenly attacked by a group of men. Zhao Si's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, clearly still shaken by the scene.

The son, standing nearby, was also filled with shock and worry after hearing his father's story. He clenched his fists, bit his lip, and asked, "Dad, did you accidentally offend someone? Otherwise, why would someone want to kill you on the road?" Zhao Si shook his head, frowning. "I have no grudges against anyone. I really can't imagine who would do this to me..." The three of them looked at each other, confused and uneasy.

Zhao Si frowned, racking his brains for a long time, but couldn't quite make sense of it. He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said to his wife and son beside him, "Alright, let's stop trying to figure it out! Look at the time, it's already so late. Let's all go back and get some rest."

The son was still immersed in his thoughts, but after hearing his father's words, he realized that he was really tired after tossing and turning for a long time. So, he stopped struggling, got up, said good night to his parents, and turned to walk towards his room.

Zhao Si's wife watched her son leave, gently closed the door, and began to tidy up the room. After a while, she had everything in order, then slowly walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

At this time, Zhao Si was lying quietly on the side. He turned his head, looked at his wife gently, and asked softly: "Boss, how are you feeling now? Is there anything you need my help with?" Zhao Si's wife quickly responded: "It's okay, don't worry about it, go to bed quickly, otherwise we won't be able to close our eyes until dawn!" After that, the two smiled at each other, and they could feel the concern and love in each other's eyes.

The night deepened, and all around was silent. After the couple finished chatting, fatigue gradually set in. They blew out the dim oil lamp on the table one after another, then hugged each other tightly in the darkness and fell into a sweet dream together.

The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and a faint light filtered through the window into the house. Zhao Si lay in bed, feeling a sharp pain in his waist. He hadn't slept well that night. Finally, as daylight was about to break, he endured the pain, struggled to support himself with his hands, and prepared to get up.

At this moment, Zhao Si's wife was also awakened by his movement. She quickly sat up, looked at her husband with concern, and asked anxiously, "Master, how is your wound?"

Zhao Si frowned and answered truthfully, "It still hurts a little. I plan to ask for leave from the government office today, and then go see a doctor."

When Zhao Si's wife heard this, she became even more worried and hurriedly suggested, "Why don't we ask our son to go to the government office for you? Your body can't stand the hardship!"

However, Zhao Si shook his head firmly, waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll go myself. I can handle this little thing." After that, he slowly got out of bed. His movements seemed a little laborious, but he still insisted on walking towards the door.

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