A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

In the early morning of the next day, when the servants in the courtyard outside were busy, they suddenly heard earth-shattering cries from Wu Dahu's courtyard.

"You have treated me and Xiao Shitou like this before the princess got married. Don't you feel bad about your conscience?"

People who passed by looked at each other, slowed down their pace, and pricked up their ears, as if they wanted to hear more secrets.

Wu Dahu snorted coldly, as if he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as Song Qinghan, he stretched out his hand to open the door, and was about to step out, when his arms tightened, and Song Qinghan hugged him tightly.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly withdrew their gazes, lowered their heads, and pretended they didn't see anything.

"Don't go! If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll die for you!"

With a "clang", a kitchen knife was thrown on the road, startling those who were close.

Wu Dahu was very impatient with Song Qinghan's appearance, so he shook off his hand, let him fall to the ground, and said coldly: "What do you want to explain? This is an imperial decree, you want to make the whole family Pulled into the water?"

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief, and suddenly he covered his face and burst into tears.

"The imperial decree is an imperial decree, but your joyful attitude is another matter. Do you feel that the imperial decree came at the right time, and you can justifiably get rid of me?"

Hearing this, Wu Dahu's expression became even more bored, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he frowned and said, "Which eye of yours saw me happily? It's you, who have been making trouble for no reason since the day the imperial decree came down. Go out, reflect on yourself at home!"

Song Qinghan stared wide-eyed, staring at Wu Dahu's determined back in astonishment, suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe his face, struggled to stand up, bent down to pick up the kitchen knife on the ground, and stabbed it at his abdomen.

The people who have been paying attention to the situation here let out a burst of exclamation, and hurriedly dropped the things in their hands and rushed over, shouting: "Dead! Dead! Come and help!"

Dark red blood flowed from Song Qinghan's fingers, he clutched his abdomen tightly, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

After Wu Dahu heard the movement, he turned his head in shock, rushed over, pushed away the people around him, stretched out his arms to hug Song Qinghan, and said regretfully, "What are you doing? I can't figure it out!"

Song Qinghan smiled faintly, slowly stretched out his blood-stained hand, stroked Wu Dahu's side face, and said softly: "I would rather die than share you with others..."

After saying this, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, tilted his head, and fell into a coma.

Wu Dahu's face was full of pain, he raised his head and shouted "Get lost" to the person standing in front of him, then carefully carried Song Qinghan back to the house.

After a while, Hua Lian ran out of the house, looked in the direction, and seemed to be looking for a doctor.

Because Hualien closed the gate of the courtyard, the onlookers could no longer see what was going on in the courtyard, so they smacked their lips, looking a bit pity.

It's just that when they saw the few sporadic blood on the ground, they looked at each other knowingly, and they separated, their faces looked a little excited, probably because they felt that they had something to show off again.

After Wu Dahu put Song Qinghan on the bed, he glanced back subconsciously, breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "I thought it was real when I saw you bleeding just now, and I was so scared that I almost gave up."

Song Qinghan pulled out a kraft paper bag from his bosom with a smile, and washed away the remaining red blood inside with water, with a rather smug expression on his face, he whispered: "Am I good? Fortunately, the weather is not too high now, and I am Put salt, otherwise if the blood coagulates, it will really be impossible to get off the stage."

Seeing his relaxed expression, Wu Dahu also smiled, and when he was about to help him find some clean clothes to change on, he heard Song Qinghan stop him repeatedly: "You can't change clothes, if you change them, you can't continue acting, let others think I'm so hurt that I can't even change my clothes, this drama is real."

After a while, Hualien walked in with Luo Haiyun, and carefully closed the door with his backhand.

Luo Haiyun had been informed of this by Song Qinghan a long time ago, so he didn't have any surprised expression, but his voice sounded like he had seen a ghost, and he exclaimed loudly: "Why are your injuries so serious?!"

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, seeing him blink his eyes, knowing that he was cooperating with his acting, he smiled and nodded, as a thank you.

After entering the room, Luo Haiyun's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "You can hide it this time, but what about next time?"

Hearing his words, Song Qinghan also put away the smile on his face, and sighed faintly: "Let's take a step and see, if the fifth prince pushes too hard, we can only burn the boat and make the matter worse. "

Luo Haiyun pursed his lips, thinking of something, and suddenly said: "Actually, to untie the bell, the person who tied the bell is needed. As long as His Royal Highness He Ning can come forward, everything will be solved."

Song Qinghan paused, but did not speak.

Why didn't he know that as long as He Ning stepped forward, these problems would no longer exist?

But what can he ask He Ning to do?Let He Ning resist the decree?Instead of the fifth prince, to get married?

Although he doesn't know how He Ning made the emperor agree not to bear the fate of the marriage, he can guess that the price must not be simple, and such a thing as marriage, no matter which time and space it is in, is equally frustrating. What do they have? Are you qualified to ask others to sacrifice themselves for the lives of their family?

Seeing that Song Qinghan was silent, Wu Dahu said: "There is no rush on this matter. As long as the marriage is settled, it will not be so easy to change. After the fifth prince realizes that he has nothing to do with His Highness Ning, he should not do it again. Keep your eyes on us."

What Wu Dahu said was only one possibility, and there was another possibility he didn't mention, that is: after realizing that the day of getting married was getting closer, the fifth prince was driven into a hurry, and maybe he would use more cruel methods to torture them, or just Simply vent your anger on them.

No matter what, life has to go on. After staying for a while, Luo Haiyun walked to the side of the yard and said loudly: "His injury is too serious, he needs to rest for a while, it is best not to go out for a month, you know Yet?"

Wu Dahu, who sent him out, frowned and nodded, with an ugly expression on his face: "Understood, I will take good care of him, no matter what, he is my husband."

Luo Haiyun let out a "hmm", patted him on the shoulder, and left alone with the medicine box.

Wu Dahu looked at his back, focusing all his attention on his peripheral vision. After realizing that people were leaving one after another from around his yard, he pretended not to see anything, turned around and closed the door heavily.

After a few days like this, Song Qinghan suddenly found that the days had become too peaceful, as if something had been left behind by him.

When he saw Wu Dahu watering the flowers in the yard, something flashed through his mind, and he finally remembered the incident he had forgotten, and subconsciously asked, "Has your fate not come down yet?"

Logically speaking, after accepting the fate of the top two, it should be Wu Dahu's turn, but in the past few days there has been no relevant news, and Wu Dahu has not been seen frequently going out to attend banquets.

After hearing Song Qinghan's question, Wu Dahu paused for watering the flowers, raised his head to look at him, suddenly smiled, and said softly: "I guess the emperor forgot about it, you can continue to live here. Stay here for a while, and after a while, when your 'injury' heals, if you haven't come down after accepting your fate, we will leave the capital."

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, knowing that this matter must not be that simple.

You know, the emperor has a lot of things to do every day, and it is impossible for him to remember all the big and small things, so what's the use of those officials?

Therefore, if the matter of Wu Dahu was not intentional by the emperor, then someone had tampered with it and did not want the emperor to remember it.

He didn't need to think much to know who was behind the scenes, frowning and said: "The fifth prince's hand is a bit too long, this is completely against us..."

Before he finished speaking, he paused, as if he wanted to understand the intention of the fifth prince, and sneered: "It seems that he wants me to take the initiative to find him, this trick is really good, whether I am really It doesn’t make any difference to him whether he’s injured or pretends to be injured, that’s why he doesn’t even let me pretend to be pitiful.”

Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to go out, Wu Dahu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and persuaded him: "If he doesn't look for you himself, why should you send him to the door? Whether there is an official or not is not that important to me. If he asks you again this time Why is it difficult for you to ask, even if I get an official, what's the use?"

Song Qinghan clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, like a righteous man who was generously going to the execution ground, and said with certainty: "Have you not understood his attitude yet? No matter how we react, he will continue to make things difficult for us. This time, no Officer, what about next time? The shop is closed? Will it be a prison sentence next time?"

The memory of being framed by Wang Huailing and sent to prison flooded into his mind. Wu Dahu sighed softly, moved away, stood firmly behind Song Qinghan, and said word by word, "I'll go with you."

His reaction did not exceed Song Qinghan's expectations, so Song Qinghan only paused for a moment before nodding his head and said: "Okay, let's go together and talk to him thoroughly, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!"

Entering the palace was not an easy task, but as soon as Song Qinghan mentioned his name, the guards let him go. It seemed that someone had greeted him in advance.

It didn't seem like the fifth prince could do it, Song Qinghan went through it in his mind, and finally locked his target on the extremely beautiful imperial husband.

That man looks bright and kind, but no one knows what's going on inside.

But what Song Qinghan can be sure of is that he must not be a simple character. After all, the harem is deep, and even if he has a good appearance, it is not so easy to secure that position.