After dressing as a male supporting role, he hugged the villain's thigh

Su Zhuo was taken aback by his appearance. Although he did not study medicine in his previous life, living alone for many years allowed him to learn some emergency common sense.

Stretching out his hand to touch the forehead of the dumb slave, the hot Su Zhuo just touched it, and quickly withdrew his hand in fright.Then I lowered my head to look at my body, the clothes were already soaked and stuck to my body, it was very uncomfortable to look at.

Su Zhuo thought about the solution in his memory, helped the dumb slave take off his clothes, then went to his own room, and brought a clean bedding over to change for him.Finally, after covering the person tightly, he ran out of his yard, followed the route he remembered, and went to another hospital at home to find a doctor.

As a very large family in the local area, the Su family has no shortage of such necessary configurations.It's a pity that when he got to the place, Su Zhuo once again realized how low his status in this family is.

Just as he entered the gate of the medical center, the handyman came over to drive him out like a beggar.While waving his hand, the guy frowned and said, "Didn't the mistress tell you? The pill shop at home is not the place for you. Are you not self-conscious? Get out now."

Su Zhuo didn't dare to argue with him, so he could only exit the room obediently, when the other party was about to close the door, he hurriedly reached out to stop him, and then prayed: "I don't want to steal anything, and I don't come to see you alchemy. It is my servant who is sick, his body is very hot, and his head is also very hot. I promise not to go in here, just give me some medicine and let me save his life. Please..."

Su Zhuo's words were as humble as dust, and his expression didn't look like he was joking at all.

The guy stared at him for a while, frowned and said: "You just stay here, don't step into the hospital."

"I promise." Su Zhuo nodded immediately.

Then he watched the clerk turn and enter the door, and Su Zhuo vaguely heard that he seemed to be saying to other colleagues: "Why does this good-for-nothing young master seem to be different from the rumors?"

Su Zhuo didn't care what those people were discussing about him, he just stood at the door and waited anxiously.To be honest, it's not that he didn't have the idea that he might as well let the dumb slave die like this, so as to avoid future troubles forever.But this kind of thought is born quickly and disappears quickly.Even if it is possible to kill Su Zhuo in the future, Su Zhuo still thinks that most of it is done by the original owner.He is not cannon fodder in the script, and he will not do what cannon fodder does.So there is no need to take another person's life for this reason.

Su Zhuo just waited quietly for a while, in fact, not too long passed, but the restless feeling in his heart made him think that a century had passed.

When the door in front of him was opened again, the guy from just now came out with a bowl of soup.He said: "You take this back and give it to him to drink. If the effect is still good, come and get another one at night. Drink two more tomorrow, and his illness should be almost gone."

Su Zhuo thanked him again.

When he went back to the dumb slave, Su Zhuo found that he was completely unconscious.After finally helping him to drink the medicine, Su Zhuo tucked him in the quilt again, then took a bench and sat aside, watching quietly.

This look is two days.

The Su family's medicine is indeed effective. After these two days, the mute slave's body is no longer hot, and the color of his lips and cheeks has returned to normal.Su Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, until the next night, the dumb slave even opened his eyes again.

"Are you awake?"

Seeing his movements, Su Zhuo hurried forward to touch his head.Very good, the temperature above dropped a lot and returned to the state of normal people.

Seeing Su Zhuo approaching, the dumb slave obviously became nervous.But in the next second, he seemed to remember something, his tense muscles relaxed, and his eyes slowly returned to their normal appearance.

Looking down at the quilt covering himself, his expression became a little strange again.

Su Zhuo explained: "I found that you didn't have any other bedding in your room, so I took one for you from myself. You had a fever before, and if you still use that kind of damp bedding, your condition will get worse. "

The dumb slave's expression didn't change.

Su Zhuo continued to explain: "Also, I found that you seem to only have one set of clothes. So you didn't change after I got wet? I'm sorry, it's all my fault this time. I..."

Before Su Zhuo finished speaking, the door of their room was pushed open from the outside with a "bang".The door panel rotated a flat fold and hit the wall next to it directly, showing how much strength the person who pushed the door had used.

Listening to the movement, Su Zhuo also forgot to speak.Hurrying to look back, I saw the strong man's family member who was next to Mistress Su's favorite to follow, walking in.This person looked less than two meters wide, almost as wide as the door frame.If it was him who pushed the door just now, it would be absolutely normal to have this kind of result.

But since he is here, it means...

Su Zhuo raised his head and looked behind him. Before he saw anyone, the sharp voice of the Su family's mistress had already passed: "Su Zhuo, how brave are you? Do you think our Su family is doing charity or what? A mere dumb slave is sick, and you dare to go to the pharmacy to get that kind of high-quality medicinal material to heal him?"

As the mistress spoke, she came out from behind the strong man.

She is always the one who is superior, looking at Su Zhuo as if she is looking at garbage.

This was the first time that Su Zhuo confronted her head-on after time travel.He didn't react to the situation last time, but this time it's different.

Taking a deep breath, Su Zhuo said, "He has a very serious fever. If you don't give him medicine, he will die."

"What's the matter if he's dead? Can his cheap life be compared with our family's panacea?" The mistress sneered: "Su Zhuo, don't you think highly of yourself? Don't say it's him, even you I'm not worthy of these medicinal materials, so please give me peace of mind, I don't want to hear this kind of thing happen again."

Su Zhuo moved his lips.

Even the life that he considers the most important is nothing to the mistress, so he really has nothing to say.

"As a punishment for your behavior, until the master comes home, you will only have one meal per person per day." The mistress snorted and said, "If I find out that you have gone to the kitchen, I will Kill this dumb slave. You can figure it out."

After she finished speaking, she raised her chin again, turned around and left.

Su Zhuo stood there, thinking about her words in his mind, he was a little worried.

But at this moment, the dumb slave lying there suddenly reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Su Zhuo turned around.

The dumb slave grabbed his hand.Then with his own fingers, he wrote a few words lightly on it.