MTL - Drunk House-Chapter 481 Do not change the name (one change)

  Chapter 481 The line does not change its name (one change)

   Zhou Gu thought to himself, this little ancestor.

  He was angry and laughed, and stayed in the tub for a long time, until the water was cold, and then he got out of the tub, changed into clean clothes, and went back to the next door.

  In the next room, Su Rong was not there.

she is not here!

  Although Zhou Gu didn't plan to settle accounts with her, after all, when she was seriously injured and unable to move, he always bullied her a few days ago.

  He wanted to hug her to sleep.

  He called someone over and asked, "What about her?"

  The man quickly replied, "Miss Seven went to change the dressing for Mr. Zhang."

  Zhou Gu has been busy for the past two days without touching the ground, so he naturally didn't know about Su Rong's rescue, so he asked, "Which Mr. Zhang?"

   "Zhang Mao, he injured his leg very badly. The doctor couldn't save him. Miss Seven saved him with her medical skills."

  Zhou Gu suddenly waved his hand at this person.

  He sat at the table and drank a cup of tea, thinking that Su Rong might not be able to come back for a while, so he could only lie back on the bed by himself, and fell asleep alone.

  Zhang Mao was in a coma for a night and a day, and had a high fever once, but the antipyretic medicine prescribed by Su Rong was very effective, and he woke up at this time.

  Seeing that Su Rong was changing his dressing, his voice was hoarse, "Miss Seven, thank you."

  Su Rong glanced at him, but said nothing.

  After Ning Ze was driven back to the mansion by Zhou Gu yesterday, he asked the doctor to bandage his arms, and fell asleep in the dark for a long time. At this time, he also woke up and came to see Zhang Mao with his arms folded. He and Zhang Mao boasted that their friendship was deeper than others. Crazy, so, in comparison, he is really good enough for Zhang Mao.

  He looked at Zhang Mao's chapped lips and asked him, "Do you want some water?"

  Zhang Mao nodded.

  Ning Ze poured a glass of water and brought it to his mouth. Seeing Zhang Mao struggling to raise his head, he also raised his hand with difficulty. He had never served anyone before, and he was a little clumsy, but he still managed to let Zhang Mao drink a glass of water into his stomach.

  Ning Ze held the empty cup and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Thank you soon, who will treat you so well except my brother?"

  Zhang Mao felt complicated, "Thank you."

  When he was in northern Hebei, he had long heard that the second son of Nanping Houfu was fighting openly and secretly with the eldest son of Nanping Houfu.

  Ning Ze was proud, and turned to talk to Su Rong, "Seventh Miss, Brother Zhou is really amazing. He only spent half a night and a day, and he organized the entire Nanping City and the incorporated Hebei Army. If it were me, I would not be able to finish the job in three days."

  Su Rongxiao said, "He is very powerful."

   "It's been rumored outside now, saying that Young Master Zhou is extremely heroic with his sword in both hands. He is said to be the most powerful son in the Duke Huguo's Mansion." Ning Ze was very excited. He said these words, as if he was praising himself, and felt honored. "Miss Seven, Brother Zhou is going to go to Southern Chu with you, right?"

  He wanted to double check.

   "Yes." Su Rong nodded.

  Ning Ze's eyes brightened, "Brother Zhou followed me to Nanchu, it really gives me confidence, that's great."

  Su Rong laughed, "Okay, I'm so excited, what should I do? He just came back and he's very tired. I guess there are still many trivial things to do. If you are free, do it quickly."

   "Okay, I'll go right away." Ning Ze walked away very energetically.

  While speaking, Su Rong had finished changing Zhang Mao's medicine, and said to him: "Your leg is preserved, but you have to take care of it carefully. After all, it hurts the bones. The so-called injury of the muscles and bones takes a hundred days, and you have to take care of it for three months."

  Zhang Mao nodded, struggling to sit up.

  Knowing that he wanted to sit up and talk to her, Su Rong reached out to support him, and brought him a pillow for him to lean on.

  Zhang Mao's heart was touched. He originally had no choice but to seek refuge with Su Rong in order to find a way out, but he never expected that this master who had turned to Su Rong not only respected him, but also healed his leg and took care of him as if he were his own.

   Did not look down on him, nor despise him.

  He said earnestly: "Please give me a name from Miss Seven."

  Su Rong turned around and cleaned his hands. Hearing this, he sat down and looked at him at the same level, "Why can't you use the name Zhang Mao? I don't think you need to change your name. You are Zhang Mao. Your choice is not wrong."

  Zhang Mao was taken aback.

  Su Rongdao: "Your father, a wolf with ambition, rebelled against the Great Liang, disabled the soldiers, and ignored the common people. Although you had no choice but to vote for me, who can say that you are not on the right path? Not on the broad road? Are you afraid of being scolded for being shameless? Or do you not want others to say that you have betrayed your trust? Or praised you for killing your family? In the end, maybe there will be something about you in the history books of Daliang and Nanchu, whether it is a light word or a thick ink. In short, it is you, not others."

  Zhang Mao's heart was touched, he was silent for a moment, and nodded, "I listened to Miss Seven, so I won't change it."

  He smiled, as if some burden and heavy things in his heart dissipated in an instant, and his whole person became much lighter, "Yes, I chose the road myself, and I should not change my name or surname in my career."

  Even if his father heard about him and became furious and hated him to the bone and removed him from the Zhang family, he was still Zhang Mao no matter what.

  He sincerely thanked again, "Thank you Miss Seven for giving me a new life."

   "You choose the path yourself. I don't accept useless people. I can accept you. You deserve it. Let's take care of your wounds!" Su Rong stood up, took two steps, and suddenly remembered something, then turned to him and smiled: "Your younger brother Zhang Yun is a person who impresses me. It would be great if he could join me."

  She looked at Zhang Mao, "Should you still have your own people? You only brought some people with you when you came to Nanping Shibazhai, right? Why don't you contact the rest of your people, who are loyal to you no matter what time and status, and send a letter to Zhang, urging him to take refuge in my letter."

  Zhang Mao was surprised, "Miss Seven thinks highly of my concubine brother?"

  Su Rong nodded, "I almost died at his hands. You know, I seldom suffer. Although my deeds were exposed that day, it was because of my own smooth sailing, but there was also his ability. He knew that something was wrong and deduced me since he couldn't contact the hidden stake. Don't you think his intelligence is different from ordinary people?"

  (end of this chapter)