Chapter 953: Biography of Qin Zhou 4

"Aniang, is he okay?" Murong Jin stared at the person lying on the bed with wide eyes, then ran back and put his arms around Qin Zhou's neck and asked.

Qin Zhou glanced at the crowd of imperial physicians kneeling by the bed, rubbed Murong Jin's head: "It will be fine, Auntie will bring you to thank him. Besides, so many imperial physicians are here, how come Nothing will happen to anyone.”

Feeling the meaning in Qin Zhou's words, the bodies of the imperial doctors shook again.

Murong Jin nodded, eyes full of anticipation and said: "Then how long will it take for this uncle to wake up? Hutou must thank him well."

Hearing this, Qin Zhou tapped on the table lightly, staring at the imperial physicians: "Well..."

"Return to His Majesty, return to Prince Jin, the poison has been cured, and the hero will wake up within an hour." They will also be able to get up. The leading imperial physician wiped his sweat and replied.

"That's good." Murong Jin obediently sat down on the chair in front of Qin Zhou, and asked seriously with a small face, "Aniang, does your wound still hurt?"

When Qin Zhou heard this, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably, and he gently squeezed Murong Jin's little face and smiled happily: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, as long as you are fine."

"Your Majesty, General Xiao is asking to see you." The eunuch outside the door came in to announce.

When Qin Zhou heard this, he hurriedly asked people to welcome him in.

"Have the assassins been recruited?"

"Everyone was very stubborn, and they refused to recruit, and kept silent to the end. But I had my clothes stripped off, and the word Chu was branded on my chest. The eunuch who helped them meet them in the palace quickly recruited, It is said that there is still their stronghold outside the palace, and they have adopted many little beggars and are cultivating them. General Song has already led them there." Xiao Tuo picked up Murong Jin's little face and began to ravage him, mentioning the group of assassins, with disdain.

Chu Jing has been dead for so long, these people are using Chu Jing's name, but for their own selfish desires.

"The centipede is dead but not stiff. I must treat these people well!" Qin Zhou was very angry. These people brainwashed her people and trained her people to be assassins.

Xiao Tuo nodded, Qin Zhou will handle the next matter by himself, so he is not needed. From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the man lying on the bed, approached and asked aloud, "Is this the hero who saved you?"

"Well, but this person doesn't look like a local. Although he is dressed as a hunter, we have never seen the fabric of the clothes." Qin Zhou ordered Fan Qingyi to bring up the clothes that Fan Qingyi had replaced, and showed them to Xiao Tuo.

It was also the first time Xiao Tuo saw this kind of fabric, which was neither cotton nor silk.

"It's very comfortable to touch."

Qin Zhou ordered the cloth to be taken down for cleaning, walked to the bedside and said, "Not only that, but I also feel that this person's accent is inexplicably familiar."

"If you can sacrifice your life to save you and Hutou, there shouldn't be bad people around. Just ask him after he wakes up. Speaking of which, you can't go out alone with Hutou in the future. Thankfully, Hutou is fine this time. Otherwise I won't be able to explain it to them when I go back." Xiao Tuo hugged Murong Jin tightly and said seriously, completely forgetting who got drunk first.

Qin Zhou nodded, this time it was indeed her lack of consideration: "It makes sense, next time I bring you along, if you delay the assassin, Zhen and Hutou can run much faster."

"You..." Xiao Tuo was speechless for a moment.

"Awake, Auntie, Uncle Xiao, Uncle Benefactor is awake." When Murong Jin saw the person on the bed start to move, he hurriedly jumped off Xiao Tuo, grabbed Qin Zhou's sleeve and shook it.