The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 141

There's nothing I can do about my curiosity.

After three or five days, still no one came, so Pei An took the initiative to ask Qi Yueniang, who only said that Xu's uncle was doing a no-cost business traveling back and forth between the north and the south, but she couldn't tell exactly where.

Song Guanzhou happened to have nothing to do, so he went for a walk at the horse farm with a few children. He got on a little mare and rode around like a pro. However, when he got off the horse, he stepped wrong and his foot, which should have been in the stirrup, stepped onto the ground... The longest wound on his thigh suddenly burst open.

——Blood everywhere.

In order not to worry the children, she gritted her teeth and returned to Shaohua Garden before she began to show pain. Ren Dong knew something was wrong when she saw this, and immediately rushed over to ask, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

Song Guanzhou pointed at the bloodstained skirt and said, "The wound has burst open."

“…Heavenly Bodhisattva, this is fatal!”

When Honeysuckle and Lotus Hehua gently lifted up their skirts and exposed their loose pants, they couldn't help but exclaimed, "This, this, this..., what should we do?" Song Guanzhou took a look and almost fainted. Looking at the anxious little girls, he could only give orders in a muffled voice.

"Go find Alu and ask him to invite Miss Sun over."

Ren Dong asked Qing Fang to bring some warm water and gently wiped it with a towel. Song Guan Zhou endured the pain and took a closer look, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, the inside has healed, and only the scab on the surface was torn."

No need for re-stitching!

Ren Dong looked extremely distressed at this moment, and could no longer hold back her complaints against Song Guanzhou, "I know that Madam Young Master is too idle, but you could just go to the stables and have a look. Why did you ride there yourself? Qing Fang and Qing Fei are so bold that they didn't even stop you."

Song Guanzhou, who knew it was unreasonable, could only force a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's not the fault of the two little ones."

Rendong thought a lot, and looked at Song Guanzhou, who was obviously a delicate young woman in the boudoir, but was always full of troubles. Her skin, which was originally as smooth as jade, was now covered with wounds and scars. How could she look at it?

The more I thought about it, the more heartbroken I felt. Song Guanzhou was obviously in great pain, but he was still thinking about the two dead girls.

I was so worried and angry that I even shed tears.

Seeing this, Song Guanzhou had to comfort her with a grin, "You are not a teenage girl, you have seen the world, this little injury is not worth crying for, tears are not so worthless."

Rendong's hands were gentle, but her face was still angry. She turned her head to the side and ignored Song Guanzhou.

Alright alright!

In the previous life, in front of Jin Fuyun, the honeysuckle who was like a house-guarding immortal actually had such a feminine side.

Zhuang Gu and Meng Sao were more experienced, and while helping, they also asked, "Young Madam, do you want to ride a horse to the official residence to tell the Fourth Young Master?"

——Of course not!

Song Guanzhou immediately issued a strict order not to tell Pei An.

When the lame Aru walked in with Hua Chonglou, who was wearing a long braid and a cotton robe, Song Guanzhou was interested and asked, "Didn't Chonglou go back to his hometown? Where is Lin'er?" Aru went to Pei Hai to get five strokes of the cane, and now it was inconvenient for him to walk.

Hua Chonglou came over hurriedly with his medicine box on his back, talking non-stop, "I came back yesterday. Lin'er went up the mountain to collect herbs and never came back. I heard from Aru that you were feeling unwell, so I volunteered to come."

"Excellent, you two sisters are quite capable, anyone can do it."

Hua Chonglou looked at the wound and frowned, "Young Madam, may I ask how this injury was caused? Was it caused by the Fourth Young Master Meng Lang?"

Not really…

——Pei An is so innocent.

Honeysuckle had a gloomy face, as if she had found her organization, and explained everything to Hua Chonglou, "Young lady, tell me, has our ancestor become more and more daring? She coaxed two maids who were ignorant of the world, went to the horse farm, and even got on the horse privately--"

Song Guanzhou stood by with his eyes wide open, looking at Rendong who was filled with indignation.

From time to time I want to interject, hey, hey, hey, that’s enough of the complaint!

Hua Chonglou checked the wound again, and after hearing what Ren Dong said, he couldn't help but sigh heavily, "Young Madam! Can't you just take a few days off? The wound is long and deep, and it has been sutured and barely scabbed. Why can't you take a good rest?"

The person who was in the wrong had no face to argue, so he could only humble himself and say, "Okay, okay, I won't dare to do it again."

Hua Chonglou took a closer look. The wound had healed well. The shallow parts on both sides had almost closed. However, the deep part in the middle was having difficulty healing. After pulling it, the bleeding could not be stopped.

"What should I do, Miss Hua?"

Honeysuckle and the others watched the blood gushing out, and after wiping it off it seeped out again, and they couldn't help but become even more anxious.

Hua Chonglou pressed the wound a few times, and more blood came out. He looked at the blood carefully, fortunately there was no pus. Hua Chonglou thought for a moment, and said after consideration, "Madam, the stitches are broken now. Why don't you bear the pain while I reach in to feel how deep the wound is."

Oh my god!

Song Guanzhou shivered physiologically.

Honeysuckle supported her and kept calling out to Guanyin Bodhisattva for help. What should she do?

"Forget it. You can't avoid it. Just watch."

What can be done?

It's your own fault, so just bear with it.

No matter how gentle Hua Chonglou's hands were, they still had to touch the inside of the wound. Song Guanzhou cried out in pain, then gritted his teeth and endured it. Seeing this, Ren Dong and the others felt distressed and angry.

Fortunately, Hua Chonglou was experienced and he felt the depth of the wound in a few strokes and then cleaned the wound again.

"The wound is not as bad as you imagined. It depends on what the young lady thinks. If you don't want stitches anymore and just apply medicine, you can't move around recklessly from now on. Even so, the scar will be bigger in the future."

Without waiting to hear another plan, Song Guanzhou raised his hand to make a promise.

"Just apply the medicine. I will never do this again."

Song Guanzhou's skin was even whiter and softer. A light touch turned it purple. The traces of lovemaking from the past few days were still clearly visible. Hua Chonglou had a sharp eye and weighed the pros and cons several times before biting his lip and whispering, "Please ask the young lady to tell the fourth young master to rest for a few days and not touch the wound again."

"……it is good."

Song Guanzhou blinked his eyes, looking very innocent. The maids beside him blushed when they heard this. Even Rendong, who had experienced this, felt her face getting hot. Then they looked at the Fourth Young Master's wife, who was calm and composed as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that shyness would lead to mistakes, Honeysuckle had no choice but to chase Lotus Flower out.

Hua Chonglou chuckled, "Young Madam, you are truly a capable person."

She had traveled far and wide, and had met many wives and concubines of high-ranking officials, as well as wives of ordinary people, but she had never seen a woman as charming, bold, and not annoying as Song Guanzhou.

Song Guanzhou covered his face with his hands, "Thank you so much."

After everything was packed up, Song Guanzhou invited Hua Chonglou to have dinner. Hua Chonglou thanked him and said, "I'm afraid this will be a waste of Madam's kindness. Chonglou still has to go back to order some medicine and go to Zhao County early tomorrow morning."

Work is important.

Song Guanzhou asked Rendong to pack an envelope of silver and also gave her two pieces of silk cloth.

"Don't be polite to me. With my bad temper, I will definitely trouble you and Lin'er in the future."

——Young Madam, there is no need to be like this. You should just hope for yourself to be better.