Southerners

Meng Huan stayed in the room for a long time in frustration and annoyance, blaming himself and puzzled by Song Zhi's attitude.

Not long after, I heard Lian Er running over in a panic, but was stopped by Qino outside the door. Lian Er was so anxious that she knelt down on the ground and shouted into the room: "Young master, sir, you have a fever. They all started talking nonsense."

Startled, Meng Huan came out in a hurry and ran to Song Zhi's room, at the same time he ordered Qi Nuo: "Go and invite Dr. Pei here."

When she arrived at Song Zhi's room, Song Zhizheng was in a drowsy sleep, her whole body was burning hot, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her lips were bitten so bloodless, because she was not feeling well, she was also frowning in her dream, and said vaguely wearing something.

Meng Huan hurriedly wrapped the quilt for him, lowered his head to listen to what he was saying, but couldn't hear a word.

Lian'er had already fetched water, wetted it with a handkerchief, wrung it dry, and stuck it on Song Zhi's forehead.

Meng Huan lamented and blamed himself. He knew that Song Zhi had a fever and let him come back alone without calling a doctor.

Meng Huan lowered his head, put his face against Song Zhi's, and whispered, "Zi Lan, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The sleeping person didn't hear it, and murmured unconsciously: "Father, mother..."

Lian'er didn't dare to look at it at all, she lowered her head.

Peiya came very quickly, basically being sneaked here by Zinotti.

When he arrived in the room, he hadn't stood still, and was about to salute, when Meng Huan interrupted impatiently: "You don't need to salute too much, come and see him."

Pei Ya limped over and looked at the bed. It was the patient he had seen last year.

Meng Huan gave way to the doctor, and Pei Ya slumped down on the side of the quilt unceremoniously, took off the veil, tested Song Zhi's temperature, took the pulse, and looked at the coating on her tongue. Di prescribed a prescription, acupuncture is impossible unless he doesn't want his eyes anymore.

As for the things that shouldn't be seen, Pei Ya didn't look at them too much, such as the faint red mark under Song Zhi's neckline.

Without even shaking her eyelids, Pei Ya handed the recipe to Meng Huan: "Young Master, please take a look."

Meng Huan had great trust in Pei Ya, he waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, Zeno will watch Fang Zi and grab the medicine."

After Zeno took it away, Meng Huan looked at Pei Ya and said, "Doctor Pei, he doesn't like being known by others, do you understand?"

Pei Ya's brow was sweating: "I understand, the villain doesn't know anything."

Meng Huan nodded: "If it gets out, I'll take you as a questioner, go down."

Pei Ya wiped her forehead with her sleeve, risking her life with the benevolent attitude of a doctor, and asked: "Master, have sex..."

Meng Huan came over with a sharp look.

Pei Ya finished speaking tenaciously, "...it's better to be restrained, restrained, restrained, Mr. Song is like this now, young master in a short time... Cough cough, remember to apply medicine."

Then Peiya rolled in the urine.

Lian'er closed her ears and heard nothing, except that her face turned red.

Qinuo quickly grabbed the medicine, and Lian'er boiled it up and served it, while Song Zhi was still sleeping.

Meng Huan called him softly.

"Zi Lan, I've taken some medicine."

Song Zhi frowned, but didn't wake up.

Meng Huan sighed, it seems that he won't wake up for a while.He lifted him up and hugged him, let Song Zhi lean on his chest, took the medicine bowl, and fed him with a spoon.But Meng Huan had never had the experience of serving others like this, and Song Zhi immediately choked.

Lian'er alertly said: "Young master, come here, slave."

Meng Huan glanced at her and was very displeased, but he had no choice but to pass the medicine bowl to Lian'er. The fire had nowhere to go, so Meng Huan pointed the finger at Qinuo: "What are you looking at, go out and watch the door!"

Zeno felt aggrieved and went out listlessly.

When Lian Er was feeding, Song Zhi didn't choke, but he vomited it out as soon as he fed it.

"Bitter..." Song Zhi said unconsciously.

Meng Huan was distressed, angry and funny.

Lian'er didn't know what to do, she looked at Meng Huan anxiously: "Young master, sir won't drink, what should I do?"

Meng Huan remembered that Song Zhi was also afraid of suffering last year, so he ordered Qinuo to bring him candied fruit. Song Zhi seemed to like it very much, so he lowered his head and whispered in Song Zhi's ear: "Hey, drink the medicine first, and give it to me later." You eat candied fruit."

It's almost like coaxing a child.

But it works.

When Lian Er fed her again, Song Zhi frowned and drank bitterly.

Lian Er breathed a sigh of relief. After feeding the medicine, Meng Huan told her: "Ask Pei Ya if you can increase the dose of licorice in the medicine. Why does he prescribe the medicine so bitter!"

Lian Er took the order and went, silently lighting a candle for Pei Ya in her heart.

After drinking the medicine, Meng Huan carefully put him down, still wrapped in the quilt, tightly tucked in by the corners.

Song Zhi's burn was worse this time than last winter's, her whole body was burning hot, as if she had been cooked.

When Meng Huan was scrubbing his body and rubbing medicine for him, he found the Maitreya Buddha clutched in Song Zhi's hand. Feeling distressed and moved, he took it out of the unconscious patient's hand.The emerald was pinched by Song Zhi for a long time, and it became warm. Meng Huan felt the remaining warmth on it, lowered his head, and touched Song Zhi's forehead.

It was not until the next night that Song Zhi's fever subsided.

In the early morning of the third day, Song Zhicai woke up from a long and painful dream.

He opened his eyes silently, only felt that this sleep seemed to have been asleep for ten or eight years, and his consciousness was still a little unconscious.

Song Zhi closed her eyes, opened them again after a long while, and suddenly found that the Maitreya Buddha in her hand was gone, Song Zhi panicked, and lifted the quilt to look for it, but disturbed Meng Huan who was dozing aside.

"Zi Lan, what's wrong?" Meng Huan asked anxiously.

Hearing the sound, Song Zhi froze, but luckily she was wearing clothes.

Song Zhifei took a quick look at Meng Huan, lowered her head again, shrank back into the quilt, turned her back without looking at Meng Huan, and said, "It's nothing."

Meng Huan's face darkened, and he said, "I'm looking for the jade pendant, I'll put it under your pillow for you."

Song Zhi ignored him.

Meng Huan humbly admitted his mistake behind him, his words were sincere and his tone was sincere, which moved heaven and earth, but Song Zhi couldn't be moved.

"Zi Lan, I really know I was wrong. That night I was drunk and impulsive. I really didn't mean it."

"I didn't intend to force you...I...I want to touch you because I like you."

"I was wrong, Zilan."

Think of him as a dignified General Meng, who has ever admitted his mistake to anyone like this, but as long as he can coax people back, let alone admit his mistake, he can kneel on the washboard.

"Zi Lan..."

Before Meng Huan could speak, Song Zhi said, "I'm hungry."

Meng Huan was overjoyed, finally willing to talk to him, said: "Okay, I have already ordered the kitchen to prepare it, and I will call you here."

People recovering from a serious illness cannot eat meat, Meng Huan brought a bowl of clear porridge to Song Zhi, but Song Zhi refused to eat it.

"Hey, eat a little bit."

Song Zhi glanced at him: "Mr. Meng is coaxing the child?"

Meng Huan: "No, no, I don't coax children, I only coax you."

Song Zhi was unmoved: "I want Lian'er."

Lian'er heard her name at the door and took a look inside.

Meng Huan glared at her in displeasure, and was about to make her go away.

Song Zhi had already opened her mouth: "Lian'er, come here."

Lian'er smiled, walked over quickly, and said, "What's your order, Mister?"

Song Zhi didn't speak, but looked at Meng Huan.

Meng Huan was stared at by him, so he handed the porridge to Lian'er resentfully, and said, "Come here."

"Yes." Lian'er replied crisply.

It's not Meng Huan, Song Zhi is willing to eat at last, Meng Huan is watching helplessly, he just thinks that girl Lian'er is getting in the way here.

After eating the porridge, Song Zhi drove Meng Huan out, saying that she wanted to rest.

After Meng Huan left, Song Zhi called Lian Er to her side and asked, "What happened last night...do you know?"

Lian Er reminded: "Mr. has been sleeping for two days, and I am 19 today."

"Two days?" Song Zhi was a little surprised, and lowered her head again, "Have I slept for so long?" In the past two days, he was groggy, waking up and sleeping, sleeping most of the time, and had no sense of time. .

Lian'er carefully looked at Song Zhi's expression, and nodded: "This morning, the young master told me to take good care of you, I guessed it myself."

"These two days..."

"The young master has been guarding the husband all the time. He never leaves, and everything is done by himself."

After Song Zhi heard this, she turned her face away to hide her embarrassment: "Then the other people in the house... also know?"

"No no," Lian'er shook her head, "Only Zeno and I know, the others don't."

Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, at least no one knew about it, and suddenly thought of something: "Then Dr. Pei...?"

Mentioning Pei Ya, Lian Er thought of what Pei Ya said to Meng Huan when she came to see the doctor the day before yesterday, she blushed and nodded with difficulty: "Doctor Pei... came to see Mr., this... can't be hidden from him. "

"...Why are you blushing?" Song Zhi was suspicious.

"No, no," Lian'er waved her hand, "Nothing."

Lian'er originally thought that the atmosphere between Song Zhi and Meng Huan was harmonious a few days ago, and even if there was anything between the two, it was your love and my wish, but after seeing Song Zhi's reaction, Lian'er knew that Song Zhi actually is unwilling.

As a woman, Lian Er felt that Meng Huan's actions were unreasonable.Ordinary women, if they are insulted like this, would be killed if they are fierce, but Song Zhiyuan is a man, and he should not have had fun under a man. Now it is kind and righteous not to stab Meng Huan to death with a sword.

So this time she was on Song Zhi's side.

But things have come to this point, it's too late to say anything, Lian Er can only persuade Song Zhi, the most important thing right now is her body, even though the fever is gone, she still feels a little unhappy.

After hearing a few words, Song Zhi was not in good spirits, so Lian'er pulled up the quilt for him, and said: "Sir, take a good rest, Lian'er will be waiting at the door."

After Lian Er went out, Song Zhi found out the Maitreya Buddha from under the pillow.

It was night when Meng Huan gave it to him, so he couldn't see clearly. Only now did he see clearly. The carving is exquisite and exquisite, and the Maitreya Buddha who always smiles is carved so lifelike.

Song Zhi held Maitreya Buddha in her palm.

Song Zhi undoubtedly blamed Meng Huan. Although he had heard of masculinity, he never thought that one day he would be like a woman, tactful and courteous under another man.But what made Song Zhi more concerned was that Meng Huan completely disregarded his wishes and acted forcefully.

So, what's the difference with Yu Shilang and others?

But Meng Huan was different from other people after all.

Song Zhi pulled back the collar and looked down. The marks on his body still existed, and they were far from gone. Although he couldn't see it himself, they must also be on his neck. No wonder Lian Er always looked at him evasively.

As for the torn wound, Meng Huan probably gave him medicine in the past two days, and it didn't hurt as much as it did at first.

Song Zhi secretly sighed, probably won't be able to go out to meet people for several days.

Although Lian'er said that other people didn't know, since Lian'er could figure it out, others could also guess it. There were enough rumors about him in the house.

If this continues, he probably won't be able to stay in the Meng Mansion.