Chapter 241:

"No ... to ..." Mu Rouzang's voice was very faint, but it also reminded a few of her to listen.
Aunt Liu was so guilty that she wiped her back and cleaned the protein on her back while whispering in her ear.
"As long as the girl sleeps peacefully, knowing that the girl values ​​these four girls, she will not tell the old lady to find the wrong place and sell them."
It's just that these four girls must be punished, and at least they can leave a life to follow the master, which has been burned.
Mu Rouzang listened to her words, and her head was dizzy, and she could not think about the meaning of her words. All she knew was that the four girls were stunned.
In the end, she didn't dare to hide the old lady. Aunt Liu went back to herself early in the morning and elaborated on how to deal with it at night. Old Mrs. Zuo originally heard that she had a fever, and her heart became embarrassed.
Picking up a crutch and poking hard at the ground: "Yesterday, my mulberry girl was still very good. How did you guys serve the girl? Are you drinking and playing gambling distracted, not taking good care of the girl?"
She was so annoyed that so many servants could n’t even take care of a girl, and then asked, "How do you help a girl discipline her? Do n’t think you are released from the palace, the old lady will give you Three points of face, if something goes wrong with my sang girl, you also want to escape. "
Aunt Liu could hardly blame her as an upbringing aunt. She had to make up for it in a small way, and said, "Fortunately, I had a fever last night."
Aside from Xia Yu and Qiu Ju, they were afraid that the old lady would turn over the last night, and they also came out to plead, and Qiu Ju advised: "Old lady, didn't you mean to ask the lady to send someone to the doctor last night?"
The old Mrs. Zuo looked at her coldly, scaring her heart and trembling, and had to bite her head and said, "The girl is not good, so I asked the doctor to see it first. The old lady wants to blame the people. It's not until the girl is good, and the girl can't be separated at this moment. "
Mrs. Zuo then withdrew her eyes staring fiercely, and called Dongmei over again: "Go to your wife, and ask someone to come over soon."
However, she went to Mu Rouzang's house with a cane, and saw the girls who served Mu Rouzang. The eyes were red and stunned, and the anger in her heart was only slightly restrained. There was no such trouble on the spot. .
When she walked to Mu Rousang's bed and looked closely, she felt that she was the Jiaohua who had been beaten by the frost, and her pale lips were pale.
Mrs. Zuo sighed and sat down beside the bed and touched her forehead: "Little monkey, little monkey? But get better soon."
Mu Rou Sang didn't know how long she had been lying. She seemed to hear the kind voice of the old lady in the haze, her heart was sore, tears couldn't help falling down the corner of her eyes, and a pair of warm hands wiped her tears.
"Good boy, forbearance. I have sent someone to call for a doctor. Pity my little monkey, it's really evil. Why isn't my old lady sick? How can a child be boiled?"
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zuo remembered the sadness of her premature daughter and sat beside her bed to wipe her tears.
"Sister, sister!"
One of the hibiscus hurried over from the front yard when he got the news, and the man was shouting anxiously before he entered the room.
Mu Rou Sang heard it this time, and his heart became more and more sad. In the end, it was still upset by Mu Hibiscus.
"Maternal grandmother, what happened to my sister, how has she been so good, how could she be so sick?"
The mouth of Hibiscus was panting, and Bai Jing's face had become red with frost, and the white gas that had spit out had formed into small drops of water on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were full of worry.
From an early age, he was most afraid that Mu Rouzang fell ill. She was as thin as a firewood rod, and she had lost her breath in his arms. Later, she easily eased her life. Whenever she thought of him, her arms were as light as hair. , The thin Mu Rouzang, there was a colic in his heart.
Mrs. Zuo looked back and saw that he had just come through wearing a slip, and there was still a snowflake that was melting away, and she looked sad and distressed.
In the end, he couldn't bear to scold him for caring for himself, and asked, "Where is your servant? Dong Xue? It's always a caring look. Why can't I even get a cloak from you?"
They also ordered the girls to move the stools, and gave birth to another pot of carbon fire for his heating. Hibiscus wanted to look at Mu Rou Sang in front of the bed, and he was worried that he would hit her with a cold, and he shouted anxiously: "Sister, are you talking? What happened to my grandmother my sister?"
This question became more and more anxious, and he hesitated to step forward, this delay was a little annoying to the little girl who was slow, only wished that she was flying in front of herself with a carbon basin.
"It's gone, and I've sent someone to ask the doctor again."
Mrs. Zuo reached out and touched Mu Rouzang's forehead: "Good boy, don't be afraid, grandma is watching everything!"
The old man was frightened only when Mu Rouzang was horrified last night.
The little girl finally brought the carbon basin over. Hibiscus took a few steps back and yelled fiercely: "What are your thoughts, do you want to smoke my sister? Didn't you see she was ill, she still carried the basin forward Come together. "
It looks like a wolf protecting his own wolf.
The little girl suffered no grievance and did not dare to squeak, but just silently backed up holding the basin, and let the hibiscus take the cold, and then hurried to the bed.
"Master, how can you run so fast, slaves can't catch up with you." Dong Xue only came after him at this time with his cloak.
The hibiscus said coldly: "Go outside and stay alone, let in the cold and let in."
After coming back to the bed without saying a word, Mu Rou Sang felt more uncomfortable than usual.
From time to time, Mrs. Zuo also got the news. Zuo Renyou had gone to Yemen. She only brought her two sons and Yu Xiuzhu, and asked Aunt Liu for the reason. She also worried that Mrs. Zuo was too old. It is appropriate to worry too much, so that Zuo Renwen and Zuo Renxian will coax the old lady to be at ease.
The doctor was carried over directly by the hibiscus's younger prince, and he coughed it, which became his usual move. He carried the doctor directly to the wall.
The poor old man was old, but he was guilty of it. His nose and mouth were filled with snow foam. When he entered the main house, he reached out and touched the snow dust on his face. People see a doctor.
Fortunately, Mrs. Zuo rushed out after hearing the news, and treated her with a lot of money. This kept the famous doctor and asked him to go to Mu Rouzang for a consultation, and then prescribed a few more medicines. Just pay more attention to rest and stop catching cold clouds.
Mrs. Zuo saw that Mrs. Zuo was very sad, and asked the doctor to write two soothing soups. This was a reward, and she was given medicine to feed her, and she drank three times. In the evening, she Just woke up.
"younger sister?"
"granddaughter?"
"Little cousin?"
But just slightly opened his eyes, and a group of people gathered around her bed again. Mu Rouzang moved his mouth and found that his mouth was sorely torn: "Water ..."
The voice was unusually low and mute, long clear and crisp.
Mrs. Zuo was busy calling someone to bring warm water, and then fed her drink, saying, "My poor little monkey, this time can be honest. The doctor has prescribed the medicine, and it won't be long before you can jump back and forth. Now. "
Then he asked Chunran to feed Mu Rou Sang with some clear porridge, and after sweating after taking the medicine, his fever completely disappeared.
Hibiscus said to Mrs. Zuo: "My grandmother was worried. My sister is so sick and sick. My grandmother has been by your side for a day. Now you should be relieved to see you wake up. I first sent my grandmother back to the house. you."
"It's not good to be a granddaughter, and grandma's grandmother is worried." Mu Rouzang's voice was weak and weak.
Mrs. Zuo got up early in the morning, always worried about Mu Rouzang's affairs, and she was already tired.
After hearing the words of Hibiscus, I saw that Mu Rouzang is getting better, and sighed, "I will eat a bit before eating for a day, save a little bit of effort, and I will be tired for a day. Now you are good, I feel relieved. "
The hibiscus approached and took the old lady away personally, and then came back to see Rou Sang again, seeing that she was still dizzy, but fell asleep again after two words.
He was a little annoyed by Su Ruirui, not knowing what he had said to Mu Rouzang, which made his sister look like this now.
Besides, Su Ruirui, who was annoyed and angry at the time, was thrown there by Mu Rouzang and couldn't move, only to watch her leave.
In the room, I heard the footsteps of Mr. Fan Rou Sang leaving and returning. He wanted to call someone to come in, but he couldn't help it. He just stood in a weird posture, and stood at the table. The hour, really should say: Deserve it.
Just after an hour passed, he moved his sore body, and Fan Yingde asked outside the door, "Master, it's too late, let's go."
Su Ruirui heard that there was going to be a fire in his nose. He was being played by Mu Rouzang, dragging his stiff body and finally sitting next to the bench.
Then he shouted coldly, "Come in."
As soon as Fan Yingde stepped into the door, he was anxious to retract to the door. Here he was cold and ten times colder. He looked at Su Ruirui's unpleasant face and screamed in his heart.
Su Ruirui raised his eyes and poked with a cold knife. Pan Yingde had to walk in with his small head in his arms, bent over and asked Anhou, "What does the master say?"
Seeing that he was holding a jade pendant in his hand, and when he knew it well, he took a closer look, and suddenly he felt a cold sweat, and knelt down on the ground to ask for mercy: "Master, master, forgive me, slaves really do n’t know, when the girl went out, she was drunk It's ... "
Suffering secretly in his heart, he couldn't help complaining that Mu Rouzang had dug a big pit for him.
"When was Grandpa drunk?"
Su Ruirui asked coldly, annoyingly that Fan Yingde had been following him for so long that he couldn't even see this little trick.
Fan Yingde had to lower his head in grievance, and muttered under his heart: Who knows that you put that wooden your heart, that is a little ancestor, how could a little offend him.