It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

"I am your wife. I will have plenty of opportunities to get to know you in the future." Yuan Buwei had come into contact with many patients who were more difficult than Lu Sui in Yaowang Valley, so she did not take Lu Sui's words to heart. "It's time to change the dressing on your injury."

The tone was like coaxing a child, and Lu Sui was furious: "Get out!"

Yuan Buwei was helpless: "If you have the guts, just stand up and chase me out."

"you!"

The woman's words were like a knife stabbing into Lu Sui's heart, causing him to tremble all over. "Get out... I don't need medical treatment, nor do I need any of your pity or sympathy. Go away, get out of here."

Lu Sui’s voice became hoarse when he shouted the last three words.

Yuan Buwei realized that his inner resentment, anger, and despair had not yet been fully vented.

Then give him time to vent.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Lu Sui was startled. Just as he was beginning to feel doubtful, he heard Yuan Buwei's voice coming from the doorway: "Listen, everyone. The young marquis is emotionally unstable right now. He scolds everyone he sees. To ensure your safety, from today on, you will all retreat to the outer courtyard to serve. You are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard without my permission. Anyone who enters the inner courtyard must be reported to Butler Ye."

What does she mean?

Lu Sui frowned and heard Yuan Buwei say again: "Young Marquis, if you want to cry, cry. If you want to curse, curse. The servants in the courtyard have been sent out. No one will see or hear. You can vent your anger completely. Chenxiang, let's go too."

Done.

Yuan Buwei took Chenxiang and left.

There is no need to reason with a patient who is on the verge of losing control of his emotions. Forcibly treating his wounds may make him hate you. Leave him alone for a while, and wait until he is in pain and tired, and his survival instinct kicks in, then lend a helping hand and he will appreciate and be grateful.

The above experiences are summarized by myself after combining the experience of my master, senior brothers and sisters in treating patients.

The room suddenly became very quiet, even outside.

Only your own breathing is clearly visible.

Lu Sui stared at the ceiling above, recalling the past scenes in his mind, and refused to close his eyes even though they were sore.

The light outside the window gradually dimmed, and the layout of the room began to become blurred.

Suddenly.

Lu Sui smelled a scent, the aroma of charcoal mixed with meat, drifting into his nose little by little.

Gulu...

My stomach, which had been silent for a whole day, was now singing the empty city plan.

Outside the door.

Chenxiang squatted on the ground, flipping the skewers of meat vigorously. Ye Qian held a cattail leaf fan in his hand and fanned the fireworks desperately.

Yuan Buwei stood at the door, watching the smoke slowly drift into the house through the crack in the door: "Butler Ye, use a little more strength, otherwise the young marquis won't be able to smell it."

"Young Madam, will this method work?" Butler Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"If he were in Yaowang Valley, I would have starved him for at least two days. But now he is in the Marquis' Mansion. If he is in trouble, I won't be able to report to my parents-in-law, so I have to use this method to save him. Don't worry, if he wanted to die, he would have bitten his tongue and committed suicide long ago." Yuan Buwei spoke very softly, fearing that Lu Sui inside would hear it.

"I remembered a distant relative of mine. He lost his right leg because he couldn't see the mountain road clearly in the dark. He was depressed for more than three years. He was very capable and wanted to earn more money to support his two sons' education." Ye Qian sighed, "When the young marquis was carried back covered in blood that day, I thought of this distant relative."

"The only thing that never changes in the world is change itself. The young marquis originally had a goal, but because of his injury, changes occurred and his dream was forced to be interrupted. Naturally, he cannot accept it in his heart, and it will not be recovered in a short time. As his family, we must also give him more care and help, but definitely not pity and sympathy. Think about it, he was originally the hope and future of Marquis Wanning, and the one who dragged Marquis Wanning forward, but now he has to hold on to the rope of Marquis Wanning to move forward..."

After Yuan Buwei finished speaking, she saw that Chenxiang and Butler Ye looked like they were about to cry, so she waved her hands and said, "I am just briefly explaining what the young marquis is thinking at the moment. Besides, he is only lying down temporarily, and there will be a day when he will stand up. Think about it from another perspective. At least he didn't die in the battle, my parents-in-law didn't lose their son, and I didn't become a widow, right?"

Chenxiang, Ye Qian: "..."

Madam, your explanation makes me feel even more depressed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and clouds of smoke continued to float into the room.

Finally, Lu Sui’s angry roar was heard in the house: "Yuan, Yuan Buwei, do you want to suffocate me to death? Cough cough cough..."

Yuan Buwei looked down.

Oops.

The fire got bigger.

Quickly ask Chenxiang and Butler Ye to put out the fire.

I turned around and went in, opening the doors and windows to let the smell go.

The early summer night breeze brought a cool breeze into the room and blew onto Lu Sui.

He had no feeling in his lower body, but he had feeling in his upper body.

Therefore, he could clearly feel the temperature from his body being taken away bit by bit by the wind.

cold.

He shivered.

Looking at Yuan Buwei who was standing at the door but not approaching: "What are you doing standing there?"

"The ground is too messy, there's no place to step, and..." Yuan Buwei pursed her lips, "If I get close, I'm afraid of the fumes."

Lu Sui realized the meaning of her words, and his amber pupils instantly condensed into two pieces of frost, shrouded in a ball of anger, burning more and more fiercely: "Yuan Buwei, did you do this on purpose?"

"Tsk, your voice is so full of energy, you are indeed a brave and warlike young marquis. Just now..."

"Yuan Buwei, are you sent by them to torture me?" She clearly knew her current situation, but she kept rubbing salt into her wounds. "If so, you have achieved your goal."

"Is there no benefit in torturing you? We are husband and wife. That day, I promised your family in front of them that I would help you stand up again. But I don't want to force you, and you don't want others to see your miserable appearance, so things have come to a dead end. But there will always be a compromise between one side and the other, don't you think so?"

"You want me to compromise?" Lu Sui sneered, "Impossible."

"So are you going to be paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life?" Yuan Buwei had previously thought that Lu Sui could not accept becoming disabled, but now from what he said, it seemed that he was hiding something else. "You are the backbone of the military camp. If you quit, what will happen to your loyal subordinates?"

"I can't even take care of myself now. This bed is like an ocean that has trapped me. How can I care about their lives?" Lu Sui's eyes turned red when he yelled, "I am just a waste now, a waste!"

"As long as you don't think you are useless, if others say so, it's their business and has nothing to do with you." Yuan Buwei walked to the bed step by step, lowered her head to meet Lu Sui's complicated eyes, "and you didn't hurt your brain, so you are not useless."