Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 556 Sir, Please Stay (18)

"That's right!" Deng Moci wiped her sweat as Aunt Cui beside her introduced, "Miss, these are the maids that Madam has hired for you, Huahong and Liulv. They will be responsible for arranging your food, living and taking care of the courtyard in the future."

"This slave has met the young lady."

"I only need loyal people, understand?" Deng Moci looked at the maid who had no blue light at all. She had to scold her, otherwise she would be sold by the slave one day.

"The servant understands."

"Huahong, right? You will be responsible for serving food, tea and other things every day. Liulu, you will be responsible for cleaning the yard..."

Gu Yuxi: Then what should I do?

After arranging the work, Deng Moci continued to do horse stance and reminded: "By the way, you have to practice martial arts with me every day."

"Yes."

Looking at Gu Yuxi trembling while practicing martial arts with Deng Moci, Huahong and Liulu felt that their next job would be difficult, but what human rights do slaves have?

After training to the limit, Gu Yuxi asked Deng Moci to relax. Seeing Hua Hong struggling to carry a bucket of hot water, she walked over and easily lifted the water and poured it into the bathtub, and instructed: "You are responsible for bathing the young lady. Take out the purple clothes."

"Yes."

Huahong's eyes sparkled as she walked over to get the clothes and watched carefully as Gu Yuxi helped her master bathe.

"Xiao Xi, please give me a massage. I'm so tired." Deng Moci felt much more comfortable after putting on her clothes.

While Gu Yuxi was giving her master a massage, the two maids poured out the bath water and cleaned the wet spots on the floor.

After everyone fell asleep, Gu Yuxi stretched out his body. It turned out that having helpers made things much easier. The eldest lady finally had money! Comfortable.

[Sister Xi, don’t you plan to do some economic work?]

[I am so busy every day, why should I work on the economy? I should just sleep.]

When Huahong and Liulu saw Gu Yuxi put two benches together and slept by the gate, they were at a loss for a moment and could only go about their work.

"Sister Xiaoxi, what do you do?"

"I have a lot to do. Before you came, Aunt Cui and I were responsible for the young lady's food, daily life, cleaning, serving tea and water, security protection, washing, and papermaking..."

Watching Gu Yuxi counting out so many tasks, Hua Hongliu Lu was stunned. How short of money must the eldest wife have, that one person had to do the work of so many people.

"I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me, sleep more when you have time, otherwise you will often have to guard the master's door late at night."

After saying that, Gu Yuxi fell asleep. Seeing that Aunt Cui was still drying the quilts and clothes, the two thought that Gu Yuxi was really lazy. They were servants, so how could they have the blessing of being lazy...

"Father." Deng Wenjie called softly.

"Wenjie, a man has to maintain his dignity. Are you feeling better these days?" asked a middle-aged man with a calm temperament with concern.

"Dad, the wound on my arm has almost healed." Deng Wenjie raised his arm and moved it, indicating that the recovery was going well.

"That's good. Fortunately, no bones were injured. But the scar on your face... your father has specially found a skilled doctor to remove the scar on your face." As he said this, the father looked towards the door.

A white-haired old man slowly walked into the yard. Deng Wenjie quickly stood up and saluted: "Thank you, doctor."

"You are welcome, sir. Please take a seat and let me see your face." The doctor said with a smile.

Deng Wenjie sat down as he was told, then carefully pushed the hair on the right side of his face back. Suddenly, a shocking scar appeared in front of everyone.

The scar was like a hideous centipede lying on his cheek, and it was particularly eye-catching.

"Alas, this wound is a bit deep. It may take a long time for it to heal." After a careful observation, the doctor couldn't help but frowned.

Dong Feng, who was standing nearby, asked anxiously, "Doctor, can the scar on the young master's face be removed?"

The doctor shook his head and said helplessly: "I can only try to reduce it, but it is unlikely to be completely eradicated."

Hearing this, Deng Wenjie's heart sank and he subconsciously grabbed his collar.

Ever since he escaped death that time, he had this ugly scar. From then on, no matter where he went, he would attract strange looks from others, which made him feel extremely inferior and painful.

The doctor took out a bottle of ointment from his medical box and handed it to the anxious man in front of him, and patiently told him: "This is a bottle of ointment for application. Apply it evenly to the affected area after washing every morning.

In addition, take the medicine according to the prescription I gave you and apply the boiled juice on your face, but you have to use it before going to bed at night.

Remember, don't let your son scratch the wound in the next few days to avoid infection or worsening the injury."

Deng Wenjie quickly took the ointment and prescription with both hands, and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor!"

The doctor smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "This is all my responsibility, sir, you are too kind."

At this moment, the man standing nearby suddenly looked worried and asked hopefully, "Doctor, is it possible to completely cure the scars on my son's face?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment and slowly replied, "Sir, this possibility does exist, but it is not easy to achieve, because it is probably not easy to find a method to completely eliminate such scars."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but look gloomy, but he still forced himself to thank the doctor: "Thank you so much for making this special trip."

The doctor quickly shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm a doctor, and saving the dying and the wounded is my duty. I have other patients who need treatment, so I won't bother you any more." After saying that, the man turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Deng Wenjie quickly told Dong Feng who was standing beside him, "Dong Feng, send the doctor over quickly."

Deng Wenjie was holding a mirror and staring at himself in the mirror. His hands were trembling slightly, as if he wanted to touch the scar, but they finally stopped in mid-air.

Dong Feng, who was standing by, saw this and hurried forward to comfort him softly, "Don't worry too much, sir. Didn't the doctor just say that there is still a chance that this scar can be cured?"

Deng Wenjie slowly put down the mirror in his hand, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Dongfeng, I really never took these superficial things to heart in the past. I always felt that inner talent and character are the most important. When this scar really appeared on my face, I realized that I was not as free and easy as I imagined. People are really strange creatures."

Hearing this, Dong Feng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. He could only stand aside silently. After a moment, he said, "Sir..."

"Stop talking. I'm not that fragile. I'm not sentimental because of a scar. Those generals have even more scars on their bodies."

Deng Wenjie comforted himself in this way, then picked up the book and read carefully. He was about to take the examination for the scholar, and he must pass this time!