Volume 2 Imperial Physician with Red Makeup Chapter 49 Qian Xiaoxiao, who should not be approached by strangers
Yu Zhujun turned his head and deliberately covered his face with the paper in the master's hand to prevent the other party from seeing the naughty smile on his slightly raised lips: "Here, your name."
The man stared at the paper he picked up high. There were three words written on the paper leaked by wet ink - Qian Xiaoxiao.
"Is this my name?" he asked coldly, squinting and glaring at Yu Zhujun who moved the paper down to reveal a fair and handsome face.
"Yes, otherwise you tell me what your name is." Yu Zhujun raised his delicate eyebrows and threw the question back to him.
The man had a stern look on his face again.
"This doctor doesn't know how to tell fortunes, but looking at your cold face and cold words, it seems that you are not living a very happy life. My mother said that a person should be named whatever he owes. This can improve luck." Yu Zhujun.
He spoke eloquently: "Don't tell me I'm talking nonsense. Otherwise, you can take a look at your own appearance." He stood up, neatly took out a small bronze mirror from the cabinet, walked to the bed and handed it to him.
The man took a look in the mirror. This was the first time he saw his own face after losing his memory. It was different from Yu Zhujun's gentle and handsome face. He had thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the thin lips under his nose had a cold lip line. Although his face was
There were scratches and bruises on his face, but he could still tell that it was a handsome face, and he had to admit that it was a face that was so hard and devoid of any softness, that it was cold and frightening, with no smile in sight.
But why should he be named Qian?
He looked up at Yu Zhujun and asked, "How did you know I have no money?" He regretted it as soon as he said it, thinking that the coarse clothes he was wearing when he was rescued showed that he came from a poor background.
"In that case, bring me the money." Mr. Yu Zhu extended his hand out politely.
The man stared at the palm that was so close to him, his handsome face tightened even more, and he could no longer utter a single word.
"I don't smile even if I don't have money. I call you Qian Xiaoxiao, which means one cent for money and two cents for laughter. The key point is to laugh. Do you understand?" Yu Zhujun looked full of interest. Seeing such a cold man, he was so frustrated that he couldn't help but smile.
As he said, his natural nobility weakened a bit, which put him in an inexplicable good mood.
But this man has a handsome face that smells like a stone in a cesspit!
Yu Zhujun raised his eyebrows and said, "You know I am your savior, so you can call you whatever I like. This is the smallest repayment of gratitude."
What nonsense! The man looked at Yu Zhujun, who was smiling gloomily.
But it is a fact that he has forgotten the past, it is a fact that he has no money, and it is even more a fact that he cannot laugh. Therefore, he was inexplicably given a ridiculous name by Mr. Yu Zhu.
After the name was chosen, there were some situations that Yu Zhujun thought Qian Xiaoxiao should also know about, so he just told him whatever came to his mind, in no order.
For food, clothing, housing and transportation, he first dealt with the clothing part, and went to the town to buy a few sets of clothes and shoes for Qian Xiaoxiao.
As for the accommodation, this small house in a quiet mountain is actually a courtyard with gray bricks and gray tiles. It has three rooms in a U-shape, with a small courtyard in the middle and a pavilion outside. There is a kitchen and toilet at the back.
Stables and backyard.
The room where Qian Xiaoxiao slept contained medicinal herbs. It was originally the room of Grandpa Yu Zhujun. He was also used to taking the pulses and packing medicinal materials for patients who came to seek medical treatment here, so this room was also the room where he treated patients.
, that is to say, Qian Xiaoxiao knew for sure that people would often come in and out of the room in the future.
"Are there no other rooms?" Qian smiled and asked.
"Have you opened your mouth to show off your face?" Yu Zhujun couldn't help teasing him, because he said a lot of miscellaneous things, but he didn't say a word. It was rare that he opened his mouth, but now that he was joking, he felt bored again.
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Yu Zhujun shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Yes, one room is my doctor's room, and the other big room is where my parents live. It is also where I will live when I marry my wife. You can live in it as my wife."
He tilted his head and said, rolling his eyes and smiling brightly.
Not serious! Qian Xiaoxiao glanced at him coldly and stopped answering.
Yu Zhujun continued to make introductions. Since the people in the mountains are simple and there are not many valuable things in the house, most of the doors in Lala Village are open during the day and are only locked at night when taking a shower and sleeping.
Lala Village is a beautiful village, located halfway up the mountainside of Suxian Mountain. There are several families living in the green mountains. It is normal to walk for half an hour when visiting each other. There are also several houses on the east and west sides of the mountain.
In several small villages, villagers occasionally come to see doctors.
During the day, the neighbors all know that Yu Zhujun is going to the town for medical treatment, and they rarely come to visit. In the evening and at night, it is not necessarily the case. If someone is not feeling well, if someone wants to ask him to help bring something from the city, they will come to see him.
Come to your door.
A few days a month, Yu Zhujun doesn't have to go to town to see a doctor. He just stays to deal with family matters or goes to the mountains to collect medicine. Since he saved Qian Xiaoxiao, he can't go anywhere.
Speaking of being thirsty, Yu Zhujun took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and told him honestly: "I can only go to the city for a few days to see a doctor, just a few days. As long as you can get up from bed by yourself, I have to go in."
Go to the city."
As soon as the words stopped, a voice came.
"Little doctor, are you there? I saw from my place that there is smoke from cooking, shouldn't there be no one here?"
An old and powerful male voice sounded outside, followed by knocks on the door of different sizes and speeds. There must be more than one person outside the door.
"I had expected that someone would come." Yu Zhujun said to himself, looked at Qian Qian who was lying in bed, smiled, and said, "My father is also a doctor. To distinguish him, people in the village call me 'little doctor'.
"As he spoke, he walked towards the door, raised his voice and replied: "Grandpa He, I'm here."
He opened the wooden door and was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Why are they all here!"
Although Qian Xiaoxiao was sitting on the bed, she could see a lot of people standing at the door at a glance. They were really old and young.
"Who is he?" Several boys and girls of different heights, fat and thin asked as they ran past Yu Zhujun and ran into the house. They all opened their eyes curiously and looked at Qian on the bed with a smile, and looked at him like that.
The scarred face was pointing.
Several grandfathers and grandmothers also staggered in and looked at the tall and handsome strange man up and down: "He has a strange face, little doctor."
Several old people came closer to take a closer look at him. In an instant, the small room suddenly became extremely crowded.
Qian Xiaoxiao felt like a monkey in a cage being looked at, and could not help but give him a cold look.
This glance was enough to freeze people into thousands of years of ice. Everyone took a breath and turned pale. The younger child flattened his mouth and cried "Wow".
Yu Zhujun's scalp was also numb, but he reacted very quickly. He quickly asked everyone to go out, then opened the wooden door ajar, and repeatedly apologized: "I'm sorry, my distant relative is in a bad mood!"
Qian Xiaoxiao pursed her thin lips and listened as Yu Zhujun introduced his name, identity, and the way to find him to the neighbors. Because he was not familiar with the road conditions and was not in good spirits, he started ruthlessly.
I fell down on the mountain and suffered some injuries.
"So please forgive me, neighbors. His whole body hurts, and his face cannot look good." Yu Zhujun said as he patted the children with tears still hanging in the corners of their eyes: "Don't cry, he didn't mean to scare you."
"He seems cold and hard to get along with." The gray-haired Grandpa Du said directly.
"Something happened to his family. He is the only one who can't laugh. We need to be more tolerant of him." Yu Zhujun said with an unbearable look on his face: "Think about it, his parents named him Qian Xiaoxiao.
He should be a person who loves to laugh, but now he has encountered huge changes and his whole person has changed. Comparing his feelings to his own, my heart aches!"
These words of compassion made people cry. The simple old people were already in tears, and they all choked out: "It's so pitiful."
"Big brother is so pitiful, little doctor." The little boy also said sympathetically, and the other children nodded in agreement.
Qian Xiaoxiao pursed her thin lips, suppressing the anger that was about to break out.
Yu Zhujun helped him make up a story and took advantage of him! Why did his parents name him Qian Xiaoxiao? Is he his father? Or his mother?
Qian Xiaoxiao tensed up and looked out at Zhang Junyan. Unexpectedly, he happened to see Yu Zhujun who turned around and grinned at him.
Before he had time to notice the smile, Yu Zhujun suddenly shouted: "Oh, he's about to fall out of bed. You should go quickly. I don't have time to say hello. I'm sorry."
"Okay, okay, let's go, you can go about your business."
The adults nodded frequently, but the little ones still wanted to peek in. Yu Zhujun pretended to be in a hurry and closed the door, then ran into the house and helped Qian Xiaoxiao. As expected, he saw the shadows of several little heads and followed them hurriedly.