Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

In the end, the Xicheng Marquis family was unable to force Duan Tinghan to leave.

It’s because something big happened to Duan Tingzhuo.

Kneeling for three hours in the freezing cold on the top of a mountain was indeed too much for a boy of thirteen or fourteen.

You know, in a poor family, a slightly severe cold can take a life, let alone a situation like this, with both knees touching the ground and the cold air entering the body.

Fortunately, Duan Tingzhuo has been strong since childhood. Unlike Duan Tinghan, he has never been sick.

Xicheng Hou was not worried about such punishment at first. The people of Sun Moon Valley were not easy to mess with, so he just had to endure it. Besides, with the Hou's wife around, she would not watch Zhuo'er suffer.

From the several times when the Marquis's wife took the lead in provoking Shen Zhinian, but the one who was punished was Zhuo'er, and it was him who was openly mocked and insulted, it can be seen that Shen Zhinian's attitude towards female relatives is much more tolerant.

Although the necessary areas for satire are still satirized, the main focus is not on the Marquis's wife.

I think the Marquis' wife made this little move out of concern for Duan Tingzhuo. Although Duan Tingzhuo is unhappy about it, he shouldn't get angry again.

Even Duan Tingzhuo himself thinks so.

Facts have proved that their guess was right. Shen Zhinian did not ask them to take off the cloak, but Duan Tingzhuo became more serious and even weird because of Madam Hou's caring actions.

The more points of the cloak he put on, the colder Duan Tingzhuo felt. In a short time, his lips turned pale and cracked. Even when he kept drinking hot tea, he still complained about the dryness and torn throat.

He just knelt straight on the ground with a sick look. It was not that he was full of pride, but that his body seemed to no longer belong to him. He could only maintain the most standard kneeling posture.

He looked so fragile, as if he was about to die in the next second, which was exactly the same as Duan Tinghan's worst condition.

Duan Tingzhuo collapsed on the bed. After three hours of torture, he was completely unrecognizable.

As soon as he realized it was because of the extra clothes, he immediately took off his cloak, but the result was that he felt even colder than before.

Duan Tingzhuo and others thought that putting the cloak back on would not be warmer, but at least it would be better than the current situation.

I didn't expect this would lead to a vicious cycle.

Just like at the beginning, adding the cloak only makes it colder.

He could neither take away nor add clothes. From the very beginning, Shen Zhinian did not want him to have any room to regret.

Duan Ting was so angry that his head felt like it was exploding, but he could not bear it any longer.

It was so cold that he couldn't even shiver. Like a dying man, his mind flashed with a revolving lantern. He clearly recalled how he and the people behind him had gradually taken away Duan Tinghan's luck over the years.

How did he replace Duan Tinghan's position and take away the love and care of those around him?

He had been kneeling for too long and his entire lower body had lost sensation. Duan Tingzhuo even felt that he might die in the next second.

Fortunately he didn't die.

God is always on his side.

It was unknown how long he had been unconscious. When Duan Tingzhuo opened his eyes, Marquis of Xicheng and his wife were by his side. The sun was shining brightly outside, and it was already the third day.

He struggled to raise his arms and trembled as he tugged at the corner of Madam Hou's clothes. Since he was born, he had never needed Duan Tinghan's luck transfer as urgently as he did at this moment.

The young man raised his pale and weak face, his expression obedient but with a hint of worry.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Dad, Mom, is this the kind of pain that Big Brother has been enduring all this time?"

It seemed like a considerate speech, but as soon as the words fell, the faces of the Marquis of Xicheng and his wife changed, and they all thought of the boy's current appearance, which was surprisingly similar to Duan Tinghan's before.

Xicheng Hou: "Just a little fight, but he actually teamed up with outsiders to harm Zhuo'er to this extent?!"

The Marquis's wife still couldn't believe it, and she argued palely: "It's probably a coincidence, how can you be so arbitrary!"

But Xicheng Hou rolled his eyes at him and said, "There's something strange about this Sun Moon Valley. How many famous doctors have examined Duan Tinghan's condition? They all diagnosed that he wouldn't live past the age of fifteen."

"But he came to the Sun Moon Valley, and without even any investigation, he directly claimed that he was cured. And..." and the statement of exchanging lives.

The rest of the words could not be said in front of Duan Tingzhuo, but the marquis's wife understood what he meant.

The miracle doctor could come up with the conclusion of exchanging lives, so he must have such ability. If it is true, then Zhuo'er would be...

Isn't Zhuo'er going to die in Han'er's place? !

No, that's not right...

The Marquis's wife covered her forehead in pain. She always felt like she had overlooked something, but no matter how hard she forced herself to think about it, she couldn't remember it.

"Dad, how can you humiliate my elder brother like this!" Duan Tingzhuo, who was lying on the bed, saw this and immediately exerted some force, saying angrily, "It's my fault. I shouldn't be jealous of my elder brother."

"I have always known that being adopted by my parents is a blessing that I have accumulated over several lifetimes. I never dreamed that my parents would love me so much... But my eldest brother would also mind. How can I go beyond him?"

"Over the years, I was hoping that my eldest brother would recover, but I was also a little afraid that my parents would no longer need me, which almost caused a disaster."

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I woke up in time."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, tears welling up from his moist eyes, but a relieved smile hung on the corners of his mouth: "If I can really cure my elder brother as my father said, Zhuo'er will have no regrets in this life."

"What are you talking about? How can there be such a mysterious thing?" The Marquis's wife covered Duan Tingzhuo's mouth with her hand and retorted anxiously.

His words were like cutting into her heart, it hurt so much. Everything she said were lies, but Duan Tinghan was recovering faster day by day, which made her worry more.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but tears started to flow out unconsciously.

Duan Tingzhuo smiled weakly, pulled away her hand that was covering her mouth, and comforted her: "Mom, I just hope that big brother can forgive my mistakes. I don't care about anything else."