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The cold spring spirit finally spoke out the deepest words in her heart. Her heart immediately felt refreshed, and after pausing for a moment, she continued, "Therefore, there is no need to be on guard against me. My purpose is not in his confidence at all. "

"That's why he changed you in the end. He did a lot of things for you that he didn't want to do at all."

"Nodding to Zi Qin, he slowly pondered over the words of Leng Quan Ling." So the handkerchief belongs to your mother? "

"Right."

"Yes," the spirit of the Cold Spring answered affirmatively. Furthermore, I dare say that my mother's matter is definitely related to Meng Yujun. "

He was thinking as he did not reply to the recommendation.

Ever since he was young, he had spent quite a bit of time at the marshal's estate. He had known quite a few servants, and if Cold Spring's mother was related to Meng Yujun, then he should have had some impression of her.

The woman with the handkerchief was surnamed Yin …

Ah!" I remember now, when my own mother was still alive, there was a man with the surname Yin. He was very pretty, and the lady of that time especially liked him. I remember embroidery was especially good. That year, I tore my pants at the Commander's Manor, and it was even her who sewed them for me.

"Then where is this person now? Is he still at the marshal's residence? "

Cold Spring Spirit turned around and grabbed the arm, shaking him non-stop, telling him to hurry up and speak.

"After the death of his mother, this person disappeared. "We don't care too much about a servant. At that time, it was the pain of losing their mother, so I won't ask."

Ye Zichen thought about it for a long time and could only say this much.

The spirit of the cold spring was immediately deflated.

"You can ask him. You're his pillow boy, at least you're closer than me." Seeing Cold Spring's mood turn sour, he wanted to stir up the atmosphere.

"Close? There has never been such a word between the two of us, and even though he has saved me many times, we are only a little better off than strangers. "

Speaking of which, Leng Quan Ling was in an even worse mood.

Thus, this conversation came to an end due to the cold spring spirit's sigh and helplessness in front of him … It was over.

In the middle of the night, Xiang Zi suddenly sat up on the bed and rubbed his palms together in an attempt to give Ye Zichen a good thrashing.

He had come this time because he had been forced to apologize for him for nothing. Thus, he came all the way here and didn't feel too happy about it.

None of these things make him a good person.

As expected, going out in the rain must have been marred by some bad luck!

Young Master Xiang, after waking up in the middle of the night, was unable to fall asleep. In the morning, he sat at the front with two dark circles under his eyes.

There were many patients who came, so Leng Quan Ling took the initiative to be his assistant and gave the patient a number plate.

After more than a month of training, she was finally able to start cleaning up the wounds, injecting and infusing, and doing the simplest things.

He only needed to see twenty patients. He had booked an afternoon train ticket to get back to Qinzhou.

Recently, Qin State was not at peace, so he had to do something for him.

After the twenty patients had finished reading, it was already noon. They tidied up their belongings and rushed to catch the train before they even had time to eat.

The cold spring spirit had long guessed this and cooked him some eggs and snacks in advance so that he could eat them along the way.

Just as he was about to call the driver to drive to the front door and prepare to leave, a doctor quickly ran over from behind and pointed to the back, out of breath.

"What's wrong?" He put down the things in his hands and turned to ask.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems here. This was a place to rent, so they shouldn't be able to get here as a result of the war.

"A group of people rushed in from the back. We stopped them and knocked on the door, saying that we wanted you to hurry up and save them." The doctor's face was full of panic. When had this weak scholar ever seen such a huge battle formation?

"Call me?"

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He still had to catch the train, so he was afraid that it was too late.

"Yes." I called you by name. " As he spoke, the doctor suddenly remembered something and took a pocket watch out of his pocket.

"They said you saw this and you understood."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zi Qian. Just as he turned around, he seemed to suddenly understand something. He turned around and picked up the pocket watch that was covered with blood.

Panic was written all over his face. He asked loudly, "Where is he?"

Leng Quan Ling, who was standing by the side, did not know what had happened. Looking at his pocket watch which was covered in blood, he was probably in a critical situation.

He took the medicine kit and ran away, pulling the cold spring water along with him.

The Cold Spring Spirit ran after him, a little unable to keep up with his speed. She did not know who could make him panic like this.

Besides, she was just a novice. If she really needed an assistant, there were many senior nurses in the clinic.

He didn't even have time to say these words. It was as if he had already decided that he wouldn't let go even if he died. He quickly ran to the back.

A few men in black stood by the door, and the wounded man that had been carried in by a stretcher lay on the floor in the middle of the hall.

The Cold Spring Spirit looked over the bed and almost screamed out. The wounded man lying on the ground was covered in blood and his face could no longer be seen.

The entire hall was filled with the thick smell of blood. That person lay there motionless, as if he was dead.

"Do you need help?" Leng Quan Ling cautiously asked Zi Wen. If necessary, she quickly turned around to find someone else.

"He's not dead. Bring these people to the operating room in the basement and take off all their clothes to dry the blood. I want to see what happens to him later. I'll go and prepare first. "

The man's expression was heavy. After giving a brief explanation, he turned around and ran upstairs.

She led them down to the basement and told them to put the men on the bed next to them. She turned on the light and took out some cotton wool to dab in the alcohol.

This person's body was covered in blood. There were dozens of wounds of varying sizes. Although they were not deep, they were still bleeding profusely.

It took her a while to wipe his body clean, and the only thing left was his face.

He wiped his face last because there were the most bloodstains on it. There seemed to be a gash under his right eye and his entire face was black.

Leng Quan Ling first took care of the wound below her eyes. It was a very deep cut, and when she gently wiped it, several cotton swabs were completely soaked in blood.

The man smelled of smoke and fire, as if he had just come from the battlefield.

He first wiped his face clean before turning around to take a new cotton swab. Just as he was about to wash it carefully …

Suddenly, she looked at the person in front of her and was stunned.

Clang!

The tray in his hand fell to the ground in a flash, and the glass bottle of alcohol inside shattered into pieces. A strong smell wafted through the air.

"What are you panicking for!"

After putting on his clothes and walking in, he looked up at the frightened Leng Quan Ling and shouted: "Quickly scrub the patient!"