The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221: 135 Acting Cute (Second Update)_2

She bought Herbal Medicine from the Marketplace and prepared some wound ointment herself, intending to sell it at the nearby Medical Hall.

As she was approaching the first Medical Hall, she saw a familiar face: “Xiaoliu.”

The young man known as Xiaoliu blankly turned his head around, his eyes lit up: “Miss Gu? Have you come to the Capital City?”

Gu Jiao nodded, “My husband came to Guozijian to study, so we moved here.”

Xiaoliu quickly bowed, “Congratulations to Young Master Xiao, congratulations Miss Gu!”

Xiaoliu was a second carriage driver who used to run errands for Gu Jiao at the Medical Hall. He was also the one who fetched iron tools for Gu Jiao.

“What happened to the second man?” Gu Jiao asked.

The expression on Xiaoliu’s face darkened: “The second man’s situation is not very good, it’s complicated, I can’t explain it in a few words. He is in that tavern over there, I will take you there.”

“Okay.” Gu Jiao agreed.

On the way to the tavern, Xiaoliu more or less mentioned that the second man had to rush back to the Capital City as the old master of the Hu Famiy fell seriously ill.

The second man had hurried back to the Capital City without stopping, but still could not see the old master for the last time.

The Hu Family members didn’t even wait for him to come back and already buried the old master.

In fact, the second man was only a day late, if the Hu family had waited just one more day, he would have had the opportunity to attend his father’s funeral, but the Hu family didn’t allow him this chance.

This was not the most hateful part, the worst was that the Hu family members even turned the facts around, accusing the second man of being indifferent to his father’s illness and not even coming to attend the funeral.

Zhan Country is ruled by filial piety, and an unfilial cap was worn down, the second man’s reputation was ruined.

“He was kicked out of the Hu Family …” Xiaoliu wiped away a tear, feeling the injustice and pain for the second man.

“I understand.” Arriving at the door of the tavern’s private room, Gu Jiao said to Xiaoliu, “You go and bring some hot tea over.”

“Yes!” Xiaoliu choked up, and turned to find the hot tea.

Gu Jiao entered the room to a strong smell of alcohol.

After several months, the once spirited second man was now like a disheveled drunkard, slumping down grotesquely on the floor, surrounded by countless empty wine bottles, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless, as if dead.

Gu Jiao stepped over the wine bottles, knelt down beside him, opened the first aid kit, and took out two anti-hangover pills: “Here.”

The second man didn’t move.

At this point, Xiaoliu brought the hot water into the room.

Gu Jiao took the hot water, had Xiaoliu help the second man sit up, and forced him to take the anti-hangover pills. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}