Chapter 144： Abuse is impossible

In the Su Wang Mansion, in the comfortable and warm pavilion for guests, Mu Zhiming, who had changed out of his wet clothes, was lying on the couch and showed no signs of sobering up. When he touched his forehead and limbs, he could feel a slight heat.

Fu Ji'an and Fu Yi were both staying in front of the bed, and Fu Yi had sent someone to invite Dr. Kuang to the mansion, and passed the news that Mu Zhiming accidentally fell into the water after being drunk to the general's mansion and the mansion of the Duke of Yan.

Fu Ji'an lingered on the spot for two steps, and asked Fu Yi, who was sitting on a chair kneading the Qingming Point: "Brother Huang, didn't the banquet just start? Why did Brother Mu drink too much?"

Moreover, Fu Yi was clearly beside Mu Zhiming. With Fu Yi's skill, even if Mu Zhiming was drunk, how could Fu Yi not be able to hold him, and why would he let him fall off the attic?

Fortunately, there is a pond under the attic. If the ground is solid and hard, wouldn't it be a big and irreversible mistake?

Fu Yi looked annoyed: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have prepared strong wine, Li Zhu was drunk because of his greed for a cup."

Fu Ji'an wondered: "Brother Mu is greedy for cups?"

Before he could think about it, a young servant ran into the warm pavilion with an abnormal expression. He panted and said to Fu Yi, "Su, His Royal Highness King Su, General Gu is here, he, he..."

"If you have something to say, what's the hurry? What's your style?" Fu Yi was unhappy and frowned, "Since the general is here, please invite him over."

Fu Yi's voice fell, and there were hurried footsteps that sounded a bit messy outside the Nuan Pavilion, as well as the hurried and panicked voice of the servant: "General, General, please wait for the small announcement before entering, it's inappropriate for you to be so aggressive. Ah, General!"

The door of the warm pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and Gu Heyan strode into the wing with the wind and the meteor in his stride. His face was as cold as frost in the winter, and his eyes were burning with raging fire that could devour the world. Without a word, he strode forward. He grabbed Fu Yi's shirt and pulled him up from the chair!

"General Gu!" Fu Ji'an on the side was startled, he stepped forward to stop him, and pulled Gu Heyan's hand to let him vent, "What are you doing?! Get angry!"

Facing Gu Heyan's aggressive approach, Fu Ji'an was very puzzled.

Although Mu Zhiming's accidental falling into the water was the fault of the Prince Su's mansion, Gu Heyan was not an ignorant person, how could he be so irritable and impulsive today.

Gu Heyan had a faint trace of unease and anxiety deep in his eyes. He restrained his urge to do something and asked coldly, "Where is he?"

Fu Yi was not annoyed, and said calmly: "General Gu, calm down, Li Zhuzheng is lying on the couch in the inner room and has no life worries for the time being. I have ordered someone to invite Doctor Kuang to come, and it should be there soon."

Gu Heyan loosened Fu Yi's clothes, took two steps back, and gave him a deep look.

The two of them barely meet each other on weekdays, and when they look at each other, they both feel that the other's eyes are extremely complicated.

Gu Heyan did not delay any longer, and walked quickly into the inner room to see Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming was in a coma on the soft couch, his cheeks flushed strangely due to a low-grade fever, his forehead and temples were covered in cold sweat, and his breathing was also very fast. Seeing Mu Zhiming's sick and unpleasant appearance, Gu Heyan's heart felt like a After the dry claw was pierced, he squeezed it tightly. He reached out and touched Mu Zhiming's forehead, sat beside the soft couch, and held Mu Zhiming's hand.

He shouldn't have promised Mu Zhiming to come to the banquet.

If something really happened to Mu Zhiming, he would never let Fu Yi go.

Just when Gu Heyan was full of remorse, he felt Mu Zhiming's five fingers move slightly, perhaps subconsciously when he was confused by the illness, Mu Zhiming tightly held Gu Heyan's hand back, like a person drifting in the vast sea, trying his best. Grabbing a piece of driftwood as hard as he could, at the same time, Mu Zhiming coughed a few times, opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were confused and couldn't focus, and he seemed to wake up.

Seeing him awake, Gu Heyan was full of joy and was about to ask Mu Zhiming how he was feeling when Doctor Kuang walked in quickly with his medicine box on his back: "General, please let me go, I will come to see Li Zhu."

Gu Heyan got up quickly and made room for Doctor Kuang.

Hearing the movement, Fu Yi and Fu Ji'an quickly walked into the cabinet.

Dr. Kuang pulled up Mu Zhiming's wrist and placed it on the soft pulse pillow, pressing his pulse with three fingers, stroked his beard and thought.

Mu Zhiming tilted his head and coughed for a few more times, his eyes gradually became clearer, and he was no longer confused. He looked at Dr. Kuang and called weakly, "Doctor Kuang..."

Doctor Kuang responded, "Hey, Xiaolizhu."

Mu Zhiming's eyes were confused and at a loss: "What's wrong with me?"

Dr. Kuang: "You've been drinking too much, and you fell from the terrace into the pond."

"What?" Mu Zhiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's too embarrassing, I go crazy when I get drunk."

Doctor Kuang: "You know how dare you drink it!"

Fu Yi blamed himself: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have persuaded him to drink."

Mu Zhiming smiled: "I must be greedy for the cup myself, and I won't drink it in the future."

Gu Heyan frowned upon hearing this.

He knew that Mu Zhiming and King Su would never drink when they were alone, let alone get drunk. Gu Heyan guessed that Mu Zhiming's admission of being drunk might be to cover up something, or to let Fu Yi relax his vigilance, so he didn't question it.

After Mu Zhiming heard Fu Yi's voice, he raised his eyes and looked up and swept around. He looked indifferent when he saw Fu Ji'an and Fu Yi. When he saw Gu Heyan, he was obviously stunned. Mu Zhiming withdrew his gaze, He asked suspiciously, "Where am I?"

Fu Yi said, "Prince Su's Mansion, do you still remember what happened?"

Mu Zhiming: "Prince Su's Mansion? Hiss...I can't remember, my head...it hurts..."

Hearing that he couldn't remember clearly, Fu Yi's fingers dangling by his side moved imperceptibly, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot.

"Okay." Dr. Kuang said, "Don't talk yet."

Mu Zhiming obediently shut his mouth, and out of the corner of his eyes, he peeked at Gu Heyan who was staring at him at the side of the bed for a moment, then immediately withdrew his gaze, and then stared at the light gauze curtain on the bed, thoughtfully. appearance.

Doctor Kuang checked Mu Zhiming's pulse, tucked his arm into the quilt, and said to a few people, "Don't worry, it's fine, it's just that I caught a cold from falling into the water, so I have a fever. It'll be fine in three or five days."

Several people were relieved.

Mu Zhiming said, "Doctor Kuang, I have a terrible headache."

Dr. Kuang said, "I fell into the water and caught a cold. I was drunk before, how could I not have a headache?"

"No." Mu Zhiming said, "It's not a headache from a fever and drunkenness. The back of the head feels throbbing and painful."

Doctor Kuang: "Get up, I'll take a look."

Mu Zhiming then propped himself up and wanted to sit up.

Gu Heyan quickly reached out to help him.

Mu Zhiming was stunned again, and seemed a little uncomfortable, and politely thanked: "Thank you."

Gu Heyan nodded: "Slow down."

Doctor Kuang: "Where does it hurt? Show me."

Mu Zhiming pointed to the back of his head.

"Ouch." Dr. Kuang glanced at him and was startled, "Why is it swollen like this? Where is it?"

"I don't remember." Mu Zhiming rubbed the painful area and smirked, "I don't remember anything when I'm drunk."

"Don't knead it." Dr. Kuang hurriedly pulled down Mu Zhiming's hand, "I'll apply the medicine to you and wrap it with gauze." He said, opened the medicine box, took out the medicine powder and gauze, and carefully wrapped Mu Zhiming. OK, then pick up the pen and start writing the prescription.

Fu Yi raised his hand, bowed to Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan, and said, "It was my fault for Li Zhu's accident today. It's really an unforgivable sin. I will visit the door in the coming day, and I will take the blame."

Mu Zhiming waved his hand and said calmly, "Brother Yi, although I don't remember what happened, it's not necessary between you and me."

His voice fell.

The room was suddenly so silent that you could hear the needle falling, only the whirring sound of Dr. Kuang's pen and ink as he wrote the prescription.

Although the room was very quiet just now, but Mu Zhiming's seven orifices were exquisite, how could he not notice the sudden change in the atmosphere, he looked up in confusion, and saw Gu Heyan looking at him in astonishment, his eyes were full of shock, It was as if I had seen a ferocious beast from a mythical story.

And Fu Yi was also very surprised, as if the old friend had been separated from him for many years, and he had been silent for many years, and suddenly met on the street.

The next second, Fu Yi hooked the corner of his mouth inaudibly, and his eyes flashed with indescribable joy.

Fu Ji'an said, "Brother Mu, it's been a long time since I heard you address the emperor like that."

Mu Zhiming said with a smile, "Of course I have to be called His Royal Highness Prince Su in a public place on weekdays. How can I break the rules of etiquette because I have been close to each other since childhood."

Fu Ji'an: "Really? But last time, when there were only the three of us, you only called the emperor brother His Royal Highness King Su."

Mu Zhiming: "When? Is it the day we tasted Junshan Silver Needle?"

Fu Ji'an: "What is Junshan Silver Needle?"

Mu Zhiming: "Huh?"

"Okay." Dr. Kuang suddenly said, interrupting the conversation between the two, he picked up the prescription he just wrote and handed it to Gu Heyan, "Take it three times a day, boil it into a bowl with water, and take it while it's still hot. ."

Gu Heyan came back to his senses, and first folded the prescription and carefully put it away: "Understood."

Mu Zhiming was confused: "Is that my prescription?"

Doctor Kuang: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming: "Then why leave it to General Gu?"

Doctor Kuang: "Isn't it the same as giving him to you?"

Mu Zhiming: "Ah?"

Why is it the same?

At this moment, a servant hurriedly walked into the wing room, saluted several people, and said, "The mansion of the Duke of Yan has sent a sedan chair to pick up people. I followed the instructions of the prince and asked the sedan chairman to carry the sedan chair in and park it in the mansion. in the courtyard."

"Okay." Fu Yi nodded and looked at Mu Zhiming on the bed, "Li Zhu, can you walk?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "How can I be so weak, how can I not even have the strength to walk a few steps to the sedan chair."

Speaking, as if to prove himself, Mu Zhiming lifted the quilt, sat sideways by the bed, put on his shoes, and stood up with the bedpost.

Gu Heyan stared at him nervously, and stretched his hand slightly forward. As soon as Mu Zhiming stumbled, he immediately stepped forward to support him.

But Mu Zhiming stood firm, nothing happened.

He maintained his own etiquette and wanted to say goodbye to everyone, but was pushed and shoved into the sedan chair by Dr. Kuang and Fu Ji'an, so that he could have a good rest.

Gu Heyan came on horseback, and after taking the sedan chair that Mu Zhiming was riding in out of Prince Su's mansion, the horse followed behind the sedan chair.

Mu Zhiming didn't notice that Gu Heyan was riding his horse with him. Because the sedan chair shook slightly, and because he had a low-grade fever, Mu Zhiming started to feel sleepy when he got on the sedan chair. He only remembered that he had only traveled around the world three days ago and returned to Beijing. He stayed at home for less than two days, but he didn't know why he went Prince Su's Mansion, I don't even know why I fell into the water.

He had a headache, and he didn't want to think about things that seemed very incompatible. He closed his eyes and tilted his head, and fell asleep on the sedan chair.

When he arrived at Mu's mansion, Mu Zhiming felt that someone carefully and gently carried him out of the sedan chair.

He clearly knew that no one could hug him so intimately, but he felt very at ease, as if he had expected this to happen.