Chapter 597

Zhulan took a few glasses of water to relieve the bitterness in her mouth, and finally ate the sugar so that her stomach would not have the taste of traditional Chinese medicine. After tossing for a while, Zhulan was sweating all over, and she lay down on the pillow weakly , "I didn't have much appetite for dinner, and now I don't have much more."

There was a smile in Zhou Shuren's eyes, "If you don't want to drink medicine, then take care of your health earlier."

Zhulan pulled the quilt down, but she still felt a little cold, looked sideways at Zhou Shuren's appearance, and said apologetically, "I made you worry."

Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand, "Since you know, take care of yourself."

Zhulan's expression became tangled, "It's a bit difficult. It's been a few years, and I've been a little sicker this time. It's impossible for people not to get sick. I didn't catch a cold before. It's a common thing."

Zhou Shuren sighed, "But I just don't want you to get sick. I'm afraid when God knows you're lying awake."

Zhulan shook Zhou Shuren's hand back, "It won't happen in the future, I will definitely take care of myself."

What she cares most about is Zhou Shuren, and she doesn't want him to be frightened.

Zhou Shuren felt relieved after hearing this, "Why did you suddenly fall ill?"

Zhulan looked forlorn, "Mother is seriously ill, she won't survive this time."

Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand even tighter. Zhulan lacked the love of her parents. In ancient times, the second elder of the Yang family gave Zhulan the love she lacked. The second elder held a very important place in Zhulan's heart, "I know you want to go to Pingzhou, But I don’t agree, you can say I’m selfish, but your bones can’t withstand the torment of a long journey.”

It takes more than two months to walk back and forth slowly, and it is not easy to rest after traveling and traveling, and it will not stop when I return to Pingzhou. It consumes Zhulan's hard work, which he does not allow, even if he thinks he is cold-blooded.

Zhulan pointed to herself, "I look like this, even if I want to go back, I can't go back."

And she didn't want to go back, she knew her physical condition, she couldn't stand the toss, if her bones were good, she would go back quickly, and she wouldn't fall ill in a hurry, the more guilt she felt, the more uncomfortable she felt.

Zhou Shuren knows Zhulan a lot. If he is affectionate, he will know what Zhulan is thinking, "Don't think too much, parents don't want you to fall ill."

Zhulan's heart is astringent, mother is sick, father must feel bad, the old man has fought hard for the first half of his life, and the second half of his life is war, old age is a blessing, but father has regrets, Wu Dong will always be the pain in father's heart .

Zhulan coughed, and said to Zhou Shuren, "Changli and Changzhi, let's go to Pingzhou together. Changli represents you, and Changzhi represents me."

Then he said to Mrs. Song outside the door: "Go to the warehouse and pack the ginseng and other high-quality medicinal materials stored."

Zhulan saw that it was getting late, and it would take some time for everything to be ready. The city gate was closed and people couldn't get out, so they had to wait for the two sons to set off tomorrow.

Zhou Shuren lay down on the bamboo orchid, "I'll arrange the rest, you just drank the medicine and take a good rest."

Zhu Lan paused, "Well, you came back from the Yamen, it's not time to leave the Yamen yet, why don't you go back?"

Zhou Shuren got up and prepared to change his clothes, "No, I don't feel at ease when I go back, I will stay with you at home."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shuren took his clothes and changed into the official uniform on his body, and put away the official uniform that he took off. Zhou Shuren turned around and Zhulan was already asleep.

Zhou Shuren wiped the sweat off Zhulan's forehead before going out.

Mrs. Song has packed ginseng and other medicinal materials,

Zhou Shuren took a look, these were Zhulan's savings over the years, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, Zhulan's temperament of saving things has not changed in recent years.

Mrs. Song said: "There are some spares left in the mansion, most of them are in boxes."

Zhou Shuren, "Go and prepare your luggage."

Mrs. Song, "Yes."

Zhou Shuren asked Jinyan to call the boss and Changzhi, and went to the study alone. Before he finished writing the letter in the study, his two sons arrived. Zhou Shuren glanced at him and continued to write. He wrote a total of three letters to his father-in-law. For Wu Chun, and for my uncle.

Zhou Shuren put down the letter, "Your mother asked the two of you to go to Pingzhou. I don't have anything to say. Be careful along the way. I will personally find the person accompanying me this time."

Boss Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his mother would go back to Pingzhou with him. If something happened to his mother, he would not doubt that his father would beat him, "Yes."

Zhou Shuren continued: "When the two of you arrive in Pingzhou, try not to go out and take care of yourself."

Changzhi was more willing to use his brain than before, "Father, we made a note."

Zhou Shuren looked at Changzhi, this is also a training session, no matter how powerful it is on paper, it is not as straightforward as it is in reality. Zhulan chose Changzhi instead of the second child, which probably meant the same thing, "En."

Early the next morning, Boss Zhou and Changzhi left in a carriage. Zhou Shuren asked for leave to accompany Zhulan, all because Zhulan's body was still not recovering, and repeatedly.

In the morning, Zhulan's mouth was bitter after drinking the porridge, and at night she had a fever again, and she was fed with traditional Chinese medicine in the middle of the night, even after eating sugar, her mouth was still nauseated.

Zhou Shuren, "Another candy?"

Zhulan shook her head, "No matter how much you eat, the bitter taste in your stomach won't go away. How is your son?"

The little guy slept by himself last night.

Zhou Shuren had a smile in his eyes, "Knowing that you are not feeling well, he is quite sensible. He came to see you when you were not awake in the morning, and said that he would obediently listen to you in the future."

He wouldn't say that he fooled his son, and his son decided to sleep by himself in the future.

Zhulan said apologetically, "It scared him."

"So, you have to take care of yourself, we are all waiting!"

Zhulan smiled, "I have some strength today, and it will get better soon."

It's a pity that Zhulan's words didn't come true, after seven days passed, Zhulan was able to barely walk around on the ground, although it didn't repeat itself, but it was also very weak, taking medicine three times a day, fortunately this time it was to replenish the body of.

Yamen, Mr. Wang saw that Mr. Zhou's complexion finally got better. These days, Mr. Zhou's complexion has not been better. He has been avoiding Mr. Zhou. If he hadn't heard the lady say that Mrs. Yang is much better, he really thinks that Mrs. Yang Shi is not good.

Master Wang put the surveyed statistics on the table, "My lord, here are the wasteland statistics you want."

Zhou Shuren, "You have worked hard these days."

Most of his thoughts were on Zhulan, leaving many yamen affairs to Mr. Wang.

Wang Zuo thought to himself, Mrs. Yang, hurry up, he really can't stand it anymore, the daily work is too much, but he said: "It should."

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Master Wang is really a good helper with outstanding abilities."

Wang Juo also felt the same way, "You should be ashamed of being an official."

Zhou Shuren squinted his eyes, "Since this is the case, Mr. Wang, those who are capable will do more work, and the rest of the accounting will be left to Mr. Wang."

Wang Zhuo, "..."

He wanted to slap himself, no, there was really no need, he had enough things.

Zhou Shuren is in a good mood, he also needs to rest, it's good to relax.

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