Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Mo Wu Mo Si, who was hiding in the dark at this time, also determined that the person in the room was the master, and immediately appeared in the room.

This frightened the old man and screamed, "Ah! You..."

Mo Wu glanced coldly at the frightened old man who was lying on the ground, and then the three of them knelt down on one knee in front of Chu Haochen.

"My subordinate is late, please punish me master."

Chu Haochen glanced at a few people with cold eyes, and just as he was about to speak, he heard movement from the door.

"boom"

He frowned and looked at the door, only to see that the coarse porcelain bowl in the woman's hand fell to the ground, smashed into pieces, and the soup and water of unknown contents were scattered all over the floor.

"Who are you?"

Qingli looked at the three men in black who suddenly appeared in the room, and asked with a trembling voice.

At this time, Chu Haochen ordered Mo Wu and the others to take him away.

Mo Wu and Mo Si quickly stood up and supported their master on the bed and walked out of the room. The old man stared blankly at the scene in front of him, not wanting to stop him at all.

Qingli at the door didn't want Chu Haochen to leave just like that.

"Where are you taking him? His injury hasn't healed yet..."

Qingli saw Mo Wu's cold eyes directed at her, and his voice became softer and quieter. She just watched the four of them leap out of their yard and disappear into the dusk.

Qingli chased her far away, with a look of reluctance in her eyes. She clung to the dilapidated wooden door with both hands, and her nails were scratched, but she didn't care.

Behind him, the young and old man walked out of the room and shouted angrily to his daughter: "Eat, why are you watching when everyone is gone?"

Qingli turned to look at her father, her eyes suddenly turned red, her tears fell unsatisfactorily, she turned around and ran towards her room with a sob.

"Woooo..."

The old green man looked at his daughter, sighed helplessly, and could only walk slowly towards the kitchen.

Mo Wu and the others took their master without daring to stop for a moment. They rushed towards the general's mansion and ordered people to go to the military camp to call Mo Er back.

After searching for traces of their master for days, they were almost desperate when they unexpectedly found him.

Mo Wu looked behind him at Mo Si, who was riding his horse, and said softly, "Thanks to you."

The corner of Mo Si's lips curled up, but he said nothing and continued to speed up his horse. Chu Haochen behind him was currently fixed to his body with a belt.

He was afraid that something might happen to his injured master again, but Chu Haochen was still having a high fever and was feeling groggy.

Just as the city gate was about to close, Mo Wu and others finally rushed back into the city, and they ran directly towards the general's mansion.

When the housekeeper saw his master, he was so excited that he burst into tears. He cried out to his servants to ask for the doctor.

"Uncle Qian, this matter should not be made public. There is also a doctor who wants to come in quietly through the side door."

Mo Si ordered in a cold voice, wondering what a shrewd person like Uncle Qian didn't understand, so he nodded in response to reassure Mo Si.

Mo Si and Mo Wu handed the reins to another person, and they helped their master walk towards the inner courtyard.

"Mo Wu, go and ask for a cold handkerchief, the master is still very hot."

Mo Si took off his master's shoes and socks and covered him with a quilt. Looking at his master whose face was unnaturally red due to the high fever, he sighed and stood by the bed with his fists clenched.

After a while, Uncle Qian led the doctor from the side door towards the master's yard. He didn't notice a pair of sinister eyes staring at him in the dark.

Uncle Qian led someone to knock on the door of the master's room, and the old doctor followed him in with a medicine box on his back. Mo Si looked at the visitor and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and carefully explained the master's situation to the doctor.

"Don't be impatient for a moment, I'll wait for you to take a pulse."

Mo Si tied a stool and placed it next to the bed. The old man sat down slowly, stroking his beard with one hand and feeling Chu Haochen's pulse with the other.

He narrowed his eyes slightly in thought.

After a moment, the old doctor took back his hand and stood up slowly, lifting Chu Haochen's quilt and reaching towards his body.

After checking for a long time, the old doctor shook his head lightly, "Hiss...he still has some external injuries on his body, which caused his high fever to persist, and the previous injuries should have been soaked in water."

Mo Si and Qian Bo stood aside, staring at the doctor, listening carefully to every word, when Mo Er appeared in the room.

The old man was startled and asked, "How is the master?"

Mo Er was dressed in a black robe with dark gold threads. He took off the mask on his face and anxiously asked the people in the room.

Mo Si asked him to wait a moment, and he sent the doctor back first to grab some medicine.

Watching Mo Si carrying the medicine box on his back, the old doctor walked out of the yard and disappeared in a leap.

Mo Er stepped forward to check on his master's injuries. Uncle Qian next to him muttered with confusion. When the master rushed out of the general's mansion that day, it was obvious...

After listening to Uncle Qian's words, Mo Er's face darkened. It seemed that the doctor had not really found out about his master's physical problem.

Chu Haochen opened his eyes drowsily at this time and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Water..."

"Master, the water is here." Mo Er turned around and came to the table, poured a cup of warm tea and quickly came to the bed. Uncle Qian helped Mo Er help the master sit up.

Chu Haochen's face was still a little red, and he felt dizzy. He drank a whole cup of tea before giving up.

Mo Er called his master, and Chu Haochen just said "hmm" in confusion and closed his eyes again.

He stretched out his hand to touch his master's forehead, "This, this is hot. Uncle Qian, please bring me the ice handkerchief." Mo Er shouted to Uncle Qian behind him.

In this way, the two of them hurriedly served the master in the room until half an hour later, the master no longer felt so uncomfortable.

At this time, Mo Si also walked into the room carrying the decoction, followed by Grandma Wu.

"Old lady, let's do it. You grown men are rough and tumble. Uncle Qian, go and let the kitchen cook some porridge to keep it warm. Master thought it would be a good way to fill his stomach if he is hungry." Aunt Wu took the cup from Mo Si's hand. Take the decoction and walk towards the bed.

Several people turned to look at Chamber.

"Aunt Wu, you are in good health, why did you come out?" Uncle Qian asked worriedly, seeing that Aunt Wu had recovered.

Grandma Wu, who was blowing the medicine bowl gently, smiled slightly, pointed at a few people and said:

"It's such a big deal that the master is sick, how can I not come? If the boy in the yard hadn't told the truth, you still want to hide it from me, the old lady. I've grown up watching the master, how can I feel relieved?"

After saying that, she asked Mo Si and others to go to the kitchen to bring some hot water. After a while, she would wipe down her master's body. The sweat all over her body made it even more uncomfortable for a wet person.

After hearing this, Uncle Qian and several others glanced at the master on the bed and exited the room.

Grandma Wu looked at the people walking away, then stood up, looked towards the yard, and then took out a paper bag from her arms...