Zhu Yunmo was stunned, "Zhao Bingyuan, why are he here? Today is not August 27th, and he will come in three days."

Zhou Heng quickly supported Zhu Yunmo and comforted him with a smile:

"Young Master is not a little sleepy. Hurry up and go to the couch to rest. I'll ask for another pulse for you."

Pang Xiao nodded, "Master, go and pretend to be sick, I'll go see where the people are."

Zhu Yunmo quickly rushed to the edge of the bed, threw off his shoes, grabbed the brocade quilt and wrapped it around him, and a set of movements flowed down. Someone at the door here had already slogged loudly.

"Young Master Qi Bian, Mr. Zhao has arrived!"

Pang Xiao turned around and looked at it. Seeing that the two were ready, he quickly opened the door.

An old man with white beard and white hair walked in tremblingly. Pang Xiao quickly bowed and bowed. The old man didn't say anything, and didn't even raise his eyelids. He coughed and went straight into the house.

Seeing Zhu Yunmo on the couch and Zhou Heng was taking his pulse next to him, he frowned and moved quickly over.

"Is this sick?"

Zhou Heng nodded, and looked at his domineering appearance and knew that this person must be very popular in front of the powerful. No matter which dynasty, the great scholars were all self-proclaimed noble people.

Pang Xiao's smile on his face completely lost his usual cold face, and he bowed to Zhao Bingyuan.

"Mr. Zhao, my master has been feeling unwell these two days. I didn't invite the doctor to come and have a look. I have been sleepy, weak all over and can't lift my energy."

Zhao Bingyuan shook his sleeves, snorted coldly, walked to the edge of the bed, poked the crutch in his hand hard.

"What should I do if Zhu Yunmo deceived me like this? Last month you said you were very hot, and last month you fell off your horse and pushed the course again and again. Fortunately, I believed those two times, what happened this time? Get up."

Just when the crutch was about to poke Zhu Yunmo, Zhou Heng reached out and grabbed it, got up and looked back at the great scholar.

"Old man, don't get angry. The patient needs to rest. This lethargy can be big or small. I haven't found the cause of the disease yet. If you keep your crutch, it will hurt the patient. I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Zhao Bingyuan stared at Zhou Heng, "Who are you?"

Zhou Heng gave a slight salute, but his hands did not stop and he still held the crutch.

"Doctor Zhou Heng."

"Haha, a little doctor dared to stop me from teaching my disciples a lesson. Who gave you the courage?"

Zhou Heng stood up, and the humble smile on his face gradually dissipated.

"I am just a little doctor, but I know the four words "stop" when I can. I just heard Xiao Bo call you Mr., among the people outside, I know you are a great scholar, a great scholar who deserves respect in the Daliang Kingdom. But this behavior just now really made me unable to understand. I was carrying a crutch and trying to beat someone who was ill in bed. What is this behavior?"

Zhao Bingyuan was stunned, but he didn't expect a little doctor to talk to him like this.

"What a big sigh. I will be a teacher for life and a father. When will I allow others to argue with my disciples? Let me let go?"

As he said that he wanted to pull the crutch back, Zhou Heng did not let go.

"Busong, what a great scholar with great knowledge. Today, the boy has gained insight. He is arrogant and unreasonable and malicious. He has a benevolence, righteousness and morality. His behavior is comparable to a rural woman. If you do, you will have a crutch for you."

After saying that, Zhou Heng didn't use any effort. Suddenly, his hands were loosened. Zhao Bingyuan pounced on his feet and fell to the ground, and he wailed in an instant.

"Oh, my waist can't move!"

Pang Xiao ran over quickly and helped Zhao Bingyuan up, but Zhao Bingyuan stretched out his hand and burst into tears of pain.

"It hurts so much, don't touch me."

Zhou Heng leaned closer and squatted down, "Old man, you are so angry, why are you still so angry? Look at yourself falling down. I'll treat you, at least let you ride in a carriage."

As he said that, Zhou Heng was about to lift Zhao Bingyuan's clothes.

At this moment, Zhao Bingyuan's face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He grabbed Pang Xiao's hand.

"Send me to the clinic quickly and go to Shouhetang in Jinan Prefecture, quickly."

Pang Xiao quickly called someone, Zhou Heng wanted to say that the action he had just fallen should be a fracture of his tail vertebra.

Although it is not serious, the old man is old. If he moves and lifts up now, he will be shaking for a long time when he is riding and shaking. It is really hard to say after he gets better.

It seems that there is no big problem, at least it will always hurt, and sitting will become a big problem, but Zhou Heng knows that it is useless to say more now.

There are no X-rays these days, so I don’t believe it, but I still think you are cursing others.

I will never do such a thankless thing.

After a moment, the four servants bowed and walked in quickly, carrying Zhao Bingyuan out quickly.

Pang Xiao followed him and ran out, a carriage parked in the yard, obviously he was riding when he came.

Zhou Heng curled his lips and said that people should not be too ostentatious. When he went to the prince's mansion, he actually took a carriage to enter. This is how powerful it is, and the retribution comes too quickly.

Pang Xiao kept saying things to comfort him, and even stuffed two silver notes to the coachman and kept accusing him. The coachman didn't say anything about driving away.

Seeing that the carriage and horses disappeared, Pang Xiao got up. Zhou Heng quickly returned to the bed and patted Zhu Yunmo who was pretending to be asleep.

"The person is gone, please get up."

Zhu Yunmo sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. In this weather, it would be strange if he didn't sweat without covering his quilt.

"Leave, really?"

Pang Xiao had already walked in, "Master, don't panic. Zhao Bingyuan has left, but the fall looks really serious. Is it not a serious problem for Xiaodun Zhou?"

Zhou Heng waved his hand and said, "It's not a big problem, it's the cracked tailbone. If you can trust us and stay here for half a month, there will be no root cause left in the future. But he didn't listen to the advice and left the bus. He bumped all the way. It is estimated that the tailbone pain every day will inevitably be inseparable from the future, and it will be cloudy and rainy."

Zhu Yunmo stood up and bowed to Zhou Hengshen. Zhou Heng was startled and hurriedly avoided sideways, saying:

"Why is this young master?"

Zhu Yunmo said solemnly: "Apart from Xiao Bo, Xiao Duan Zhou is the second person to protect me so much, and it is worthy of Yunmo's worship."

Zhou Heng suddenly felt sorry for this unpopular prince. He lost his mother since childhood and was not favored by his own father. Finally, a brother who loved him died early, and his sister-in-law wanted to kill him.

After pausing, Zhou Heng gave a deep gift.

"Young Master, don't say that. You are a pure person. You know each other in the ruined temple. Xiao Bo trusts Zhou so much, which makes Zhou Heng grateful. How can you watch when encountering a crisis? As a doctor, you can't ignore it."

Pang Xiao's face was even more worried, "Doctor Zhou, Zhao Bingyuan is probably going to write a book in the capital. Wouldn't this interrupt our plan?"

"It is certain to compile books, but this is a good thing. At least from the other side, the young master has been drowsy recently, so he took the medicine normally, and the capital will only comfort Zhao Bingyuan."

Pang Xiao was stunned and nodded.

"Doctor Zhou is right. If the normal reception is not appropriate, it is just that Zhao Bingyuan may never come to teach his master again in the future."

Zhou Heng's cheeks trembled. Could it be that Zhao Bingyuan taught something? Zhu Yunmo couldn't even write a letter well. I'm afraid that those who speak up were kind and righteous.

Sure enough, Zhu Yunmo curled his lips and looked disdainful.

"It would be better if he didn't teach it. As soon as he taught, I was sleepy. It was all about the content of the Four Books and Five Classics. I want to learn Ma Zheng, what are the uses of these?"

Zhou Heng shut up honestly, he couldn't participate in this matter.

Zhu Yunmo pretends to be sick is a temporary solution and cannot be avoided. Will the court ask your descendants to continue to learn from Ma Zheng?

Such a great achievement is beyond the lord and the raising of tigers is too much. The emperor is not a fool. He can let the widow in the capital do whatever he wants, just to hope that Prince Ning’s mansion will be uneasy, and that the position of a prince will be enough for you to compete for.

Pang Xiao glanced at Zhou Heng, "I'll send someone to inquire about the news to see if Zhao Bingyuan wants to send the news to the capital. It will take two hours to drive from Qingping County to Jinan Prefecture, and the news will be sent back later."

Zhu Yunmo nodded, "Okay, I won't go out anymore. I'll send a message out. I won't eat lunch. Let's talk about it when I wake up. Uncle Xiao prepares some glutinous rice lotus for me. I'll just eat this if I'm hungry."

Zhou Heng bowed and bowed, "If there is no other arrangement, Zhou Heng will go to Huichuntang to see. Mr. Liu's sister's surgery is about to be around, and all preparations have begun. Today is the day to recruit errands and pharmaceuticals, and I am afraid of chaos."
Chapter completed!