Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Tears had already wet his eyes. If Jiang Yichun was just injured, Bai Ruozhu would not be so excited, but he happened to be infected by Wu Wanqing's life poison. The old gentleman also said that once he was injured or poisoned, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Ah Chun, how are you?" Bai Ruozhu rushed over to hug the person on the stretcher, but a guard behind him picked her up like a chicken.

Bai Ruozhu thought that the guards would not let her touch Jiang Yichun, but she was about to have a seizure when she suddenly felt that this action was so familiar. That bastard Jiang Yichun once carried her like this! She turned her head with difficulty and looked, wasn't it Jiang Yichun who was carrying her?

Jiang Yichun didn't give her a chance to speak, so he carried her directly into the courtyard, then ordered people to quickly close the door, and asked Jinwu Guards to guard her tightly.

When she saw that he was okay, she immediately felt happy. However, because she was too nervous before, she couldn't help but burst into tears now.

"Do you think something happened to me?" Jiang Yichun's voice was very low, with a suppressed smile in his voice.

Bai Ruozhu heard that he was making fun of her, and glared at him angrily. She really worried about him in vain, so heartless!

Thinking of this, she stood firm, gave him a big look, turned around and took Lin Zhenghui's arm, and said angrily: "Master, let's continue drinking and ignore those boring people."

Lin Zhenghui shook his head at Jiang Yichun, meaning that you are dead.

Jiang Yichun saw the two people entering the house, signaled to the people behind him, and then quickly followed them into the house.

"Ruozhu, don't be angry yet. My men were seriously injured and poisoned while trying to save me. Please hurry up and show me." Jiang Yichun couldn't laugh this time and said a little anxiously.

Bai Ruozhu was stunned for a moment. She was really drunk. Why didn't she expect that he was not the one lying on the stretcher? Who was that lying on the stretcher? And why was he saved by his men in the palace? Was there an assassination attempt?

She didn't care to vent her anger with him, and quickly walked over to see the person on the stretcher. The person looked very similar to Jiang Yichun, so it was no wonder that she recognized the mistake.

There was a deep and long wound on the man's chest, with his sternum exposed. He was wrapped in gauze and was bleeding. However, the blood was black, and it looked like he was poisoned.

Bai Ruozhu understood why Jiang Yichun couldn't heal it by himself. Such a big wound must be sutured, but she swayed and said to Lamei: "Go and make me a bowl of hangover soup."

After speaking, she glared at Jiang Yichun fiercely and said, "Can't you have someone come back first to report the news to me? I'm a little dizzy now that I've been drinking. How can I accurately place needles and stitches?"

If she had known that there was such a seriously injured patient, she really shouldn't have drank. But isn't it all her fault that this guy didn't come back? She was so sulky that she wanted to get drunk to relieve her worries?

Jiang Yichun's face looked a little unhappy and he lowered his voice and said, "There was an assassination attempt in the palace, and the emperor suppressed the news by decree."

Bai Ruozhu and Lin Zhenghui looked at each other, and both of them felt frightened. If the emperor was fine, why should they suppress the news? From this point of view, the emperor might have been injured or even poisoned.

Lamei had already handed Deng Deng to Jiang Yichun, and she went to the small kitchen to cook hangover soup for Bai Ruozhu. In fact, there was hangover soup powder prepared by Bai Ruozhu at home, and it was quick to brew.

"Why hasn't Deng Deng's rash gone?" Jiang Yichun asked distressedly when he saw the rash on his son's face.

Regarding the fate Gu matter, Bai Ruozhu did not send a secret message to Jiang Yichun because it was a serious matter and she was afraid that the news would be exposed. At this moment, there were people from Jinwu Guard in the room. Bai Ruozhu could only shake his head and said, "It will be fine in a few days. I will tell you more about it later. I will try to save people first."

After saying that, she took out the silver needle and started to inject the guard to stop the bleeding, but her hands were obviously shaking, and the injection speed was not much faster than tomorrow.

Before the set of needles was finished, Lamei brought over the sobering soup. Bai Ruozhu finished the last two needles, then blew on the sobering soup and drank it.

Her hangover soup was very effective, and she soon became sober after drinking it. She quickly wrote out the prescription and gave it to Jiang Yichun to prepare the antidote, and then began to clean the guard's wounds.

"I'll do it." Jiang Yichun grabbed the handkerchief. He was a little unhappy that Bai Ruozhu met another man, even if he was helping him save his men.

Bai Ruozhu nodded and said that she would go back to the house to find sewing tools. In fact, everything was in the space, but she couldn't take it out in public. She pretended to go back to the room and rummaged in the cabinet, then took out a suture needle, catgut, and homemade alcohol from the space and went out.

Over there, Jiang Yichun had already cleaned his men, and the guard had woken up. When he saw Jiang Yichun cleaning his wounds, he was so moved that he started crying.

The corner of Bai Ruozhu's mouth twitched, thinking that the ancients were indeed very simple and could be moved too easily.

By this time, the alcohol had passed, so she began to give the guard injections to relieve the pain, and then prepared to sew up.

Jiang Yichun suddenly spoke to Jin Wuwei in the room: "You guys go outside and wait."

After the people left, he went to touch the injured person's sleeping point, and then asked Bai Ruozhu to start stitching. Bai Ruozhu thought to herself that she was really casual just now. If he didn't stop her, she would definitely get stitches in front of others. She sighed secretly. She was not an ancient person after all, and she still didn't think carefully enough about many things.

After Bai Ruozhu sutured the wound of the injured, Jiang Yichun began to tell her and Lin Zhenghui, but he did not dare to say more. In just a few words, he explained the assassination that happened in the palace, as well as the emperor's order to keep quiet and explain to the two of them. Never let any outsiders know.

"Boy Jiang, who is the Jinwu Guard outside?" Lin Zhenghui couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Yichun said in a deep voice: "I have made great achievements in suppressing the bandits this time. The emperor didn't have time to appoint me an official, but he directly arranged for me to be the captain of the Jinwu Guards and gave me a small team of Jinwu Guards to manage."

Bai Ruozhu felt happy for Jiang Yichun in her heart. The Jinwu Guards directly protected the emperor, so they must be extraordinary. He would be much safer if he had more powerful subordinates around him. And this also means that he can leave the General Administration Department, but Jin Wuwei is serving in the palace, does it mean that he will not be able to return to Beiyu City for a while?

Thinking of this, her expression darkened again. Judging from the emperor's attitude when he came to Beijing this time, he didn't like her very much, and he was afraid that General Secretary Sun Chengchao could kill her at any time because she was a hidden danger.

"That's right. The Jinwu Guards are all brave. Congratulations first." Lin Zhenghui said with a smile.

Jiang Yichun walked to the table, dipped his fingers in tea, and started writing on the table.

"These people are not necessarily loyal to me. We need to be more cautious when talking." He turned his back to the door and used his body to block the words he wrote on the table. Lin Zhenghui and Bai Ruozhu could read it, but others outside could not. .

Bai Ruozhu frowned. Being so cautious, he and the emperor were afraid that there were many traitors in the palace, right?