After the indigenous heroine was reborn, she went crazy and reorganized the plot line

Chapter 169 Broken Arm

During these three days, Rong Su couldn't leave her room at all.

Because whenever she wanted to go out, Xiao Hei was like a worm in her stomach, always appearing outside the door on time to stop her.

In the end, she had to give up going out.

Staying in one place every day is actually no big deal for her, but if she is not allowed to do anything else, she will go crazy.

Xiao Hei even took away the books in the room and put them back in the study. He just wanted her to have a good rest.

But she made it clear many times that there was nothing wrong with her body, but unfortunately Xiao Hei was more stubborn than a piece of wood.

"Ugh."

Rong Su held his forehead, shook his head and sighed.

When she was bored, Rong Su remembered what Shen Peiqing said that night.

It's already the third day, can that guy really come out of the palace?

Dongzhou is so big, it’s impossible to complete the defense map so quickly.

Shen Peiqing had only been in the palace for about ten days, less than half a month.

Such a short time.

While I was still thinking, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

Then, Gu Yuer's voice, filled with tears, sobs and panic, came:

"Sister Rong! Wuuwu, Sister Rong, please save Brother Shitou! Wuuwu! Wuuwu!"

The door was opened, and what was seen was Gu Yuer crying bitterly.

Rong Su was surprised. Wasn’t Shi Tou sent to Ancheng in the northwest by Shen Peiqing?

Seeing Gu Yuer's panic and crying face, he couldn't ask too much and quickly got out of bed: "Take me over to see!"

"Okay! Wuuuuu, Sister Rong, come this way!" Gu Yuer wiped her tears with her sleeves as she walked out, leading the way for Rong Su. After walking a few steps, she seemed to step on something and was about to pounce forward.

Rong Su was quick to act and grabbed Gu Yuer, preventing her from falling flat on her face.

"Don't cry, crying won't help. Watch the road. I'm afraid that even if Shitou is fine, you might get into trouble before him."

Gu Yu'er pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes, but she managed to hold back her tears and said with difficulty, "Sister Rong, stop teasing me. Go and save Brother Shitou!"

She shook her head helplessly. She was not teasing her, she just wanted to comfort her, but it seemed that Gu Yuer had misunderstood. Rong Su did not intend to explain and nodded and followed.

We arrived at the Prince of Jin'an's mansion, walked through the corridor, and saw many people standing outside the stone room.

Among them was Shen Peiqing. She glanced at him and saw that he had actually come out of the palace.

Shen Peiqing also saw her, and his eyes became deep for a moment, but quickly looked away.

Gu Yuer had already pulled her towards the stone room: "Sister Rong, Brother Shitou has been poisoned, and one of his arms is also broken. Wuuwuwu!"

Unexpectedly, the situation was so serious that Rong Su could no longer slow down and hurriedly pushed the door open.

She thought of something and stopped Gu Yuer from going in. Gu Yuer looked at her with tears on her face, full of confusion and sadness.

"Yu'er, don't come in. You can't help much like this. Go boil some hot water. Mu Tou, go help me prepare some things I need." After saying that, she gave the instructions to Mu Tou and urged Gu Yu'er to boil water.

A second before the door closed, Shen Peiqing reached out and grabbed the door frame. She frowned when she saw him do this, but he took the initiative and said, "Let me help you."

She originally wanted to refuse, but then she thought that Shi Tou was Shen Peiqing's man after all, and she really needed someone to hold Shi Tou down because there was no anesthetic for the time being. If she forcibly sutured Shi Tou's wound, it would be extremely painful.

"Row."

Then the two of them went into the room, where the smell of blood was very strong.

You can also hear the uncontrollable sound of pain.

When she came to the bed and saw the stone, Rong Su couldn't control her expression.

This injury is too serious.

Shi Tou's right arm was broken, leaving only a piece of flesh there, which was simply bandaged with a cloth strip, but there was no way to stop the bleeding from the wound.

His lips were dark purple, indicating he had indeed been poisoned. His face was pale and colorless, his eyes were closed, and he looked in pain.

"What exactly happened? It's so serious." Rong Su couldn't help but sigh, and didn't expect Shen Peiqing to answer.

She took out the silver needles and put them in order first.

"Shen Fengyu's people. Shitou brought back the Hundred Sophora Flavescentis to me, so Shen Fengyu took such a cruel action."

Hearing Shen Peiqing's heavy tone, she paused.

At this time, Mu Tou knocked on the door outside: "Your Highness, you are ready."

Rong Su was about to get it, but Shen Peiqing had already brought it in for her.

He put the things aside, his expression stern: "Tell me what to do."

Seeing that he really wanted to help, Rong Su didn't hesitate and started giving orders directly.

The poison in the stone is actually not difficult to cure, but the most difficult thing is that his hand is broken, and the poison seeped in from his broken arm.

If the wound on the broken arm is not treated properly, Shi Tou's life will be in danger at any time.

Rong Su looked at Shitou, who was half awake and half unconscious, and said to him, "Shitou, you have to bear it. I have to remove the poison from your broken arm first, and then I can sew you up. There is no anesthesia, so just bear it for a while."

After saying that, he glanced at Shen Peiqing, and he understood and took a handkerchief, rolled it into a ball, and put it in Shitou's mouth to bite.

Shi Tou was a little sober at this time. He opened his eyes, but they were still dazed. However, he just stared at Rong Su, his voice hoarse and full of pain.

"Miss Rong! If, if I die, please do me a favor and tell Shitou that I have failed Miss Gu's feelings. Ask her to forget me."

After hearing the sudden instructions, Rong Su realized the affection between Gu Yuer and Shi Tou.

But the point wasn't this. Rong Su, with a cold face, flatly refused to be the messenger: "If you want to tell it, tell it to Yu'er while you're still alive! I'm not a pigeon! I can't help!"

Shen Peiqing was listening on the side and thought it was a bit cute that Rong Su was angry at the moment and used her clumsy anger to reject Shi Tou, but he felt sad when facing his subordinates who were seriously injured and had lost hope of life.

"Shi Tou, I have to believe in Xiao Su. She will definitely be able to save you. You have to hold on too. If Miss Gu knew you were dead, she would be very sad. Can you bear to let her go?"

Shitou clenched his left hand, gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and choked out his words, "Okay."

This time, Rong Su snatched the handkerchief from Shen Peiqing's hand and covered Shi Tou's mouth with it.

"Stop talking, just hold it in and hold on!"

Shi Tou immediately became obedient, but his forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat, and his neck and left hand had obvious blue veins protruding, which showed how much pain he was in.

When Rong Su used the silver needle to force the poison out of his broken arm, the severe pain was like a sharp long knife, cutting his wound over and over again.

Because her mouth was blocked, she couldn't make any sound, but she still couldn't help but moan in pain.

Seeing beads of sweat on Rong Su's white forehead, Shen Peiqing silently took out his new handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Rong Su was concentrating on treating the disease and had no time to thank Shen Peiqing. She was now concentrating on forcing the poison out of Shi Tou.

Two hours passed and it was almost dark outside.

The poison in Shi Tou's broken arm was finally forced out.

The poison is forced out and the gate of death is finally passed.

There was something even more torturous coming next. Rong Su looked at Shitou very seriously: "I'm going to sew up your wound. The pain will be worse than forcing out the poison. Otherwise, I'll let Aqing knock you unconscious. That would be better."

Shi Tou shook his head and refused. Now he was biting his handkerchief and unable to speak, but his eyes looked at Shen Peiqing.

Shen Peiqing saw what he meant and said for him, "It's okay, just sew up the wound. As a top guard, Shitou can still endure this pain."

Having said that, Rong Su didn't say anything else, but she could understand another meaning in Shen Peiqing's words.

Use liquor and oil lamp to disinfect the silver needle directly and start suturing.

This process was painful and agonizing not only for Shitou but also for Rongsu, because even the slightest mistake could result in heavy bleeding.

Time passed little by little and it became completely dark.

Only after the last injection did Rong Su dare to breathe a sigh of relief and look at Shi Tou again. He was truly a real man who could have endured it like that.

I rarely cried out in pain throughout the whole process, and even though I almost fainted from the pain several times, I still persevered.

Most people don't have this kind of perseverance. I don't know if he has experienced it before, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to endure it so hard.

Thinking of this, Rong Su couldn't help but look at Shen Peiqing beside him.

He had endured the injury very hard at the time. It's true that every master has his own guards.

"Rest well now. I'll ask Mu Tou to prepare the medicine soup for you." Rong Su stood up, walked to the basin on the side, and washed the blood off her hands.

Shitou raised his left hand to take the handkerchief from his mouth and said to her in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me. Just thank Yu'er. She asked me to save you."

She glanced at the silent stone.

After this experience, there are two possibilities for their relationship: either it can move forward or it will never be possible again.

She stretched her back. Shen Peiqing saw that she was a little tired and said to her quickly, "Leave this to me. You haven't recovered from your illness yet, and you've been working hard for most of the day. Go and rest."

Indeed, she felt tired. Rong Su twisted her neck to stretch it out, then nodded and said, "Okay, Shitou, if you have any questions, come to me again."

Shen Peiqing nodded, and then asked Mu Tou to send Rong Su back.

As soon as she came out, Gu Yu'er ran over with red eyes. When Rong Su saw her, she knew what she wanted to know, so she comforted her softly, "Don't worry, Shitou's life is not in any danger. You should go and rest too, Ah Qing is inside."

Gu Yuer held back her tears and looked at the closed door a few times, wanting to say something. Rong Su saw that Gu Yuer's face was not very good, which obviously seemed like a sign of excessive sadness.

"Xiao Hei, please take Yu'er back to her room to rest."

Xiao Hei went over immediately: "Miss Gu."

Gu Yuer looked at her again, apparently silently asking her about the stone again.

She sighed and reassured herself, "It's okay. Trust me."

This time, with her repeated assurance, Gu Yuer went back, looking back every few steps.

Next, she returned to the princess's mansion. As soon as she returned to the gate, she saw Gu Yun sitting in a wheelchair at the door, apparently waiting for her.

When he saw her, Gu Yun moved his wheelchair over by himself, but he couldn't move fast enough and was anxious. Finally, his servant pushed him over, his face full of worry.

"Ah Su. What happened? Yu'er came back in a hurry and took you out. Did something happen?"

There are some things that don’t need to be told to Gu Yun, but the matter of the stone is somewhat related to Gu Yuer.

After thinking for a moment, she finally said, "Shi Tou was poisoned, and his arm was broken. I went to check his wound and try to remove the poison."

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and then asked: "So, how is Shitou now?"

"The situation has improved a lot, the poison has been forced out, but, his arm. Alas." Rong Su shook her head helplessly. If it was just the meridians that were broken, she still had a way.

But as for a broken arm, unless a great immortal came, how could an ordinary person help him grow bones and reconnect the broken arm?

Gu Yun was silent for a moment, then glanced at her and frowned, "A Su, you look a little pale. Go and rest. You just recovered from the epidemic. Don't overwork yourself."

He was still as considerate to her as before, and not as depressed as he was when his leg problem first started.

This is a good thing. Rong Su smiled and nodded, then walked over to help Gu Yun move the wheelchair.

Gu Yun panicked when he saw this and stopped her: "A Su. No need, A Shui is here, he will help me."

A Shui was the servant she assigned to Gu Yun.

Seeing her grabbing the backrest of the wheelchair, Ah Shui also hurriedly said anxiously: "Your Highness, let me handle this matter!"

She raised her hand and gently brushed away Ah Shui's outstretched hand. She insisted on helping Gu Yun push it: "This wheelchair is easy to push. Ah Ku said he specially found the best craftsmen to make it, so even a woman can push it easily."

"A Su." Gu Yun felt uncomfortable and felt like a useless person.

Noticing Gu Yun's mood, Rong Su sighed inwardly and changed the subject: "Gu Yun, I heard that the teahouse has recently released a new and delicious tea. I'll ask Xiao Hei to buy a cup of tea tomorrow. Let's go to the small pavilion to drink it together."

Gu Yun could tell that Rong Su was trying to comfort him, and he felt happy about it, but he was increasingly unable to control the hatred and despair he felt towards his disability.

His mouth was a little bitter, and he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, trying not to show his emotions: "Okay. I'll listen to you."

After sending Gu Yun back to his room, Rong Su turned around and went to find Xiao Hei to give him some instructions. After she finished everything, she went back to her room to rest.

On the second day, Xiao Hei had already prepared tea in the small pavilion.

Rong Su also went to look for Gu Yun, but just as she arrived at Gu Yun's door, she heard a loud noise of a body falling to the ground.

She was so scared that she kicked the door open. When she looked inside, she saw Gu Yun lying on the ground with his wheelchair overturned on the ground.

She ran over in two steps and reached out to help Gu Yun up, but Gu Yun kept his head down silently. Because he had just gotten up, his hair had not been combed yet and was scattered a little messily.

His face was hidden by his hair, so she couldn't see his expression at the moment, but she could still sense his depressed mood.

"Gu Yun, I have asked Xiao Hei to prepare tea. Let's go and have a taste." Rong Su said this with a smile, without mentioning the current matter.

But Gu Yun spoke suddenly, his tone somewhat gloomy.

He lowered his eyes dejectedly, a trace of indescribable frustration and despair quietly passing through his face.

The whole person seemed to be gently wrapped in a layer of fine and heavy haze, and the air was filled with an invisible depression and loneliness.

He clenched his hands unconsciously, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force, but in the end it was just a futile fight against the feeling of powerlessness.

Rong Su tried to dispel the heaviness with words, but Gu Yun just shook his head slightly, and that movement contained an indescribable heaviness and powerlessness.

He slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Rong Su. The eyes that were once full of light now seemed to be covered by thick clouds, leaving only endless darkness and confusion.

Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the two of them. The air was no longer filled with a simple scent, but with an lingering sadness.

Gu Yun's voice was low and trembling with a barely perceptible tremor. Each word seemed to be slowly and laboriously lifted from the depths of his heart: "A Su... am I, already... unable to stand?"

These words were as light as a feather, yet as heavy as a thousand pounds. They stirred up ripples in Rong Su's heart, leaving her at a loss as to how to respond.