The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Lu Heng stared at the cook silently, what do you mean when you get married, does he look so foolish? The cook was frightened by the look in Lu Heng's eyes, and said tremblingly, "Commander, spare your life..."

The cook shouted for mercy, but she didn't know what she had done wrong in her heart. Lu Heng looked at the cook's face and told her that she didn't dare to behave in disrespect, so he sent her down. As if receiving amnesty, the cook hurriedly left. After the door was closed, Lu Heng looked inside. Behind the screen, a slender figure could be vaguely seen. She fell asleep facing in, kneeling in front of her, curled up like a baby. Lu Heng's cloak was placed beside it, and it had been folded neatly.

Lu Heng thought that Wang Yanqing would feel better if she changed to an experienced cook, but when she got closer, she found that her face was still pale, her cheeks were abnormally cold, and her fingers were tightly pinched on the palm of her hand, all of which were pinched out on the skin. Dark red half-moon marks.

Lu Heng's face suddenly sank, is this a good night's sleep? Lu Heng hurriedly broke Wang Yanqing's hand to prevent her from hurting herself. At this time, Wang Yanqing softly called "Second Brother", Lu Heng knew that it was not him who was calling, but he still lowered his head and listened carefully to her face.

Wang Yanqing didn't know what she was dreaming, her voice was as thin as a gust of wind, and she said very gently, "Second brother, don't marry anyone else."

Chapter 20 Good Medicine

Second brother.

Lu Heng lowered his head and looked at Wang Yanqing in this posture. Her skin was thin and white, like china, with no flaws visible so close. There was a row of teeth marks on her lower lip, and there was a place where the skin was bitten, and blood was oozing thinly.

Her lips were pale, and the drop of blood was like red plums on the snow, full of allure. Lu Heng stared at the drop of blood for a while, then slowly straightened up.

In her sleep, she called her second brother, but Lu Heng didn't think the person she was thinking about was herself. He stood by the couch, not knowing who to talk to, and said slowly: "You remember him in your dreams, but unfortunately, he is going to marry another beautiful woman."

Lu Heng wanted to turn around and leave, and let the real second brother, who she was thinking of, take care of her, but looking at her snow-white complexion and weak breath, she couldn't bear it. Maybe he saved others by himself, but he still felt that the normal body cycle would not be so painful, in case it was really poisoned.

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A man with his eyes covered with cloth, his arm pulled by a person, turned left and right in the cold wind. He didn't know where he was, but he felt dizzy after turning several corners. Before he fainted completely, he finally reached a threshold and heard the people around him say, "It can be solved."

Lang Zhong heaved a sigh of relief and quickly untied the cloth. He squinted and waited for a while, finally getting used to the outside light.

Into the eye is a house, neatly decorated around, but not very popular. On the second couch sat a man, dressed in dark blue, with soap leather boots on his feet, his feet on the pedals, and his legs were particularly slender. Lang Zhong glanced at him and quickly lowered his head, knowing that this was the master who invited him over today.

He was originally an ordinary man, but today a tall man dressed in plain clothes suddenly came and said that his master invited him to see a doctor. Lang Zhong practiced medicine and met many people over the years, and at a glance he recognized that this man had a lot of skills.

Lang Zhong originally thought it was a nobleman seeing the doctor, but he didn't expect that he would be sent to a carriage as soon as he went out, and then he was blindfolded. Looking at the battle just now, this is definitely not an ordinary wealthy household. He lowered his eyes and refused to take another look. He stared at the floor tiles and asked, "Official man, what kind of disease do you want to see?"

Lu Heng had already carried Wang Yanqing back to the bed. He pointed inward and said, "Not for me, but for her pulse."

Lang Zhong bravely glanced inward, and saw that the screen was drawn together, the tent was closed, and even the figures behind him could not be seen clearly. Lang Zhongxin knew that this was most likely a female family member, so he gave Lu Heng his hand and walked behind the screen in small steps.

Before Lu Heng also followed him, he took out Wang Yanqing's hand from the tent, put a slip on it, and signaled Lang Zhong to diagnose the pulse. Lang Zhong glanced unintentionally when he stepped forward, only to see a slender hand hanging on the edge of the bed, white and delicate, like a beautiful jade. Lang Zhong didn't dare to look any more, his eyes were drooping, and he held the other's pulse through Sipa.

When he checked the pulse, the man who seemed to be difficult to get along with stood beside him and looked at him silently. Sweat was about to come out of Lang Zhong's back. He took a deep breath and focused on listening to the pulse, gradually ignoring the existence of Lu Heng.

Lang Zhong is good at women and children's diseases. No matter the city's high or low, women who are sick will always come to him to get medicine. Lang Zhong cut his pulse for a while, and his face became heavier and heavier. He put down his hand and asked with a solemn face, "Can you change the other hand?"

Lu Heng looked at him deeply without saying a word. He sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Wang Yanqing's other hand, and gently placed it outside the bed. Lang Zhong pressed for a while, Lu Heng stared at Lang Zhong's expression carefully, and asked, "How is she?"

Lang Zhong retracted his hand, tugged at his beard, and said solemnly, "It's too late to see Madam's illness."

Lu Heng put Wang Yanqing's two hands back on the quilt, closed the tent, and said, "If you have something to say, come out and say it."

Lang Zhong and Lu Heng went outside, what is Lu Heng's identity, and he should obey him in front of the patient. Lang Zhong quickly forgot his fear of Lu Heng, and snarled: "Since she knows her palace is cold, why do you give her the drowsiness medicine?"