Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Originally, Ji's mother said a few words weakly, but her daughter angrily replied!

She had a terrible headache. "Shushu, that's not what I meant! Why do you always have such twisted ideas? One must be more tactful and be more considerate."

Wangshu's face was stern. "Didn't you and Dad go to do this? Qin Xiuyuan also went to see it. What? You still want me to bathe and fast?"

"Now that mother knows, no one in this family can say a word about you." Mother Ji held her head up, feeling very lost, and looked straight at her daughter. "Shushu, you are also a mother. Think about it carefully. Have your actions really not stabbed Wanting in the heart after she lost her son?"

Wangshu, once again wrongly accused of being a butcher, suddenly leaped up and took two quick steps. Unable to contain himself any longer, he threw up his hands, and all the dishes, bowls, and chopsticks on the table fell to the ground. He leaned on the table and wrote word by word, as if to the heavens or the people, gritting his teeth, "I'm healthy and I give birth to healthy babies every time, but aren't you stabbing me in the heart every time, all the time, every day, every moment of my life? Ah!"

After saying that, she ran back to her room, wiping her tears all the way, and locked the door with a deafening "bang".

On the way from the living room to the main house, the maids and guards knelt all the way to see the lady in tears.

It happened so quickly that Ji's mother hadn't reacted yet. Xiaoqing had never seen Madam lose her composure in public like this before. She stood guard at the door and called out, "Madam... Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Madam..."

"Get out! Get out!" The hysterical ending was followed by the sound of people crying.

Tang Bo was overwhelmed. The mother and daughter were arguing so fiercely that he quickly asked the guards to report to the young master immediately.

When Qin Xiuyuan galloped back to the mansion, everyone he met was looking at him expectantly, tears streaming down their faces. The usual kneeling and bowing gestures became the most solemn of kneeling gestures... When he ran all the way to the main door, as expected, a crowd of people gathered around him, some begging desperately, some cautiously calling for help...

"The general is back!"

Without waiting for them to salute, he strode over and picked up the terrified daughter who was crying for her mother. He then dismissed everyone, whether they were his father-in-law, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, or several capable maids, and said, "Everyone, go down. Guard your posts."

Holding her daughter, she pushed the locked door and said to the person inside, "Shushu, let me push the door open and come in."

no response.

He put his daughter down, pushed her and his son aside, took the big knife handed to him by Tang Bo, and chopped it down from top to bottom, causing the wooden door to swing open. "You two stay here."

He walked in alone. The doors and windows had been closed for a long time, so he felt a little stuffy. He soon saw the woman lying motionless on the quilt in front of him, with her shoes nowhere to be found.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rushed forward to turn the person over, "Shushu!" The traces of tears had not yet dried, his face was flushed, the fingers on the tip of his nose were shaking, he held his breath, and a weak air flow surged for a long time, ah!

He pressed down on his heart, which suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his heart, which had stopped suddenly, began to beat again...

There was a deep indentation on the face where the head was facing down from crying.

The person who fainted from crying was burned unconscious.

"Young Master?" Tang Bo called him anxiously when he heard him calling his wife's name.

"Uncle Tang, please invite a few of the best practitioners of the medical field to come over. Yun Xiao and Ming Xi, come in."

The brother and sister ran quickly, one closer to look at the woman in his arms, with concern and admiration, and faint tears in their voices, "Mother... Mother~"

"You two should change your bedding."

As he spoke, he picked up the person and took him to the inner room to change into pajamas and wipe his face. He placed a cold towel directly on the person's face, and the unconscious person sighed softly.

Qin Xiuyuan was angry and distressed, and wanted to beat the guy up!

The Qiangongbabu bed was very large. The brother and sister, who had never made a bed before, took great pains to make it, but ended up making a mess. They were still trying their best to fix it. Qin Xiuyuan put the person on the couch, fanned him, and asked Xiaoqing to prepare ice cubes and ice water.

By the time the doctors arrived, Qin Xiuyuan had already wiped off two rounds of bodies and cleared out the pair of children who had been repeatedly defeated. "Go and learn, then come back."

He ordered Xiaoqing, "Guard the door."

Qin Xiuyuan examined the patient's condition through observation, auscultation, and questioning, making no secret of the strict rules between men and women. He pinched open the patient's mouth to examine the tongue coating, lifted the shoulder to check for injuries, confirmed the recovery of a sagging abdomen, and explained past changes in menstruation. One person pressed a fingertip on the patient's arm to observe changes, while another heated a silver needle to draw blood from the fingertips and soles of the feet. Several people gathered together, chatting and gesturing.

The man was not in a hurry. He took off the hot handkerchief and replaced it with a cool one. "Hmm..." The woman arched her neck and reached behind her head in a half-asleep state. Her hand was held and someone whispered closer: "Shu Shu."

It was a familiar sound. Wangshu calmed down, covering his eyes with one hand, "Pillow..."

There was a cloth pillow on the couch, so he turned around and changed it to the bamboo pillow he was used to. "You have a fever, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Not comfortable anywhere.

The man propped himself up and stood up, and Qin Xiuyuan helped him to lie down in the soft rocking chair. They were the only two people in the room. A ray of afterglow from the sun fell obliquely, so bright that the floating dust could be seen. Soon there would be endless darkness and loneliness, and the sun would hardly rise for her the next day.

The woman was dazed, her eyes red and swollen from crying. After the ice water cooled her fever, her face turned pale and her lips pale. He tilted his head and pursed his lips, "What do you want to eat?"

"I thought I was dead," she murmured, crying until she couldn't catch her breath. She struggled to turn over and breathe, but she was shaking with anger. Her hands were numb, and her legs were cramping, making it impossible to move... In her last moments, she thought that if she died like this, it wouldn't be too ugly...

No one thought... Xiao Si didn't think...

"I'll break the door open and save you."

"I'm almost suffocating." Fortunately, when they were working in the afternoon, she kept complaining about the heat, so he only put a blanket on the mat.

"You told me to always wear armor, test food before eating, and be careful about everything... I did it all."

Look at yourself, you almost suffocated from crying.

Qin Xiuyuan's shoulders slumped, and he looked lost, like a big, obedient dog that was trying hard to act but wasn't getting any response.

It wasn't intentional, Wangshu pulled his hand, "It was just an accident." The good dog was unhappy, she coaxed him softly, "I'll listen to you these days."

"Will you dare to cry like this again? You scared the baby so much."

Wangshu was also scared. She was sobbing and choking. She leaned on the man and reflected on herself, "No."

The big dog turned over and became the master. He asked everyone to eat a bowl of beef dumplings and three ginseng pills. He asked Xiaoqing to supervise and went to look after the baby himself.

Hungry and feeling guilty, Wangshu closed his eyes and chewed three grains of the old man's "life's work". The bitterness rushed straight to his head, and he drank half a cup of milk tea in one breath before he felt better...

“How much coptis root should be added?”

If you complain, both your words and your breath will taste bitter.