Chapter 132

"You go!"

Jiang Shi drove Qiao JUNHE out and "bang" the door.

Huge pain hit, let Jiang Shi straight leg soft sitting on the ground, teeth tightly bite his lips, a trace of pale.

He huddled by the door, suffering alone.

Damn it, it's killing me.

Jiang Shi's eyes flashed a glimmer of streamer, with a trace of calculation inside.

He looked at the medicine left by Qiao JUNHE and the food on one side and bit his teeth.

He can hold back.

Qiao JUNHE, who was driven out, didn't go. He jumped to the roof lightly. He didn't dare to lift the tiles, for fear that he would let the light through.

He just wants to be with Jiang Shi, no matter what way.

For three days in a row, except Jiang Xiyu, no one else stepped into the ancestral hall.

Jiang Xiyu came to the door with a food box. Looking at the food placed at the door, there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes.

"Young master, I'm here to deliver the meal." Jiang Xiyu skillfully took away the cold food and put the hot one at the door.

Ever since Jiang woke up that night, he locked the door and left the food at the door.

But Jiang Shi never took a bite. This is the third day of his hunger strike.

It can't go on like this. The young master didn't eat or drink for three days, and his wounds were not bandaged.

If it goes on like this, people will not die.

Jiang Xiyu patted the door, but no one answered.

"Young master? Young master

Jiang Xiyu beat the door anxiously and cried out.

"Shua." Qiao JUNHE jumped down from the roof, his eyes were full of scarlet, his chin was covered with green stubble, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights.

"Get out of the way!" Qiao JUNHE whispered, with a gloomy.

Jiang Xiyu hasn't met Qiao JUNHE, but look at his clothes and think about why he is here.

It's not hard to guess who he is.

"Shua!"

The door was kicked open.

The glare of the sun poured in and shone on the figure on the ground.

Jiang Shi's face was pale, his lips had no color of moon, and his eyes were closed tightly.

No one moved.

Jiang Xiyu put her hand on Jiang Shi's wrist, and her life was about to die out!

"Get him out of here!" Jiang Xiyu shouts anxiously.

Qiao JUNHE lowered his eyes and gently lifted the river.

……

Jiang Xiyu: "old lady, young master is almost gone!"

Old lady Jiang's body, eyes with a trace of disbelief, she Leng Leng just reaction.

She grabbed Jiang Xiyu's hand and said, "Xiyu, please help me. I'll be a cow and a horse for you..."

Jiang Xiyu held old lady Jiang who wanted to kneel down and said, "old lady, I will try my best to save the young master. Don't worry."

Old lady Jiang looked at Jiang Xiyu busy inside and outside, for a few pots of blood, her eyes with lonely.

She sighed. Jiang Shi was determined to tell her that he would not compromise. He must be with the sixth prince.

Old lady Jiang only felt sad. She crossed the high threshold with her crutch and walked out.

At this moment, old lady Jiang seemed to be ten years old. Her straight back bent down and she had to shake her crutches twice to support her walking.

When walking out of the yard, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but shed a tear. "Son, daughter-in-law, I can't help you."

"Bang." The crutch in Mrs. Jiang's hand was disconnected from the middle, and Mrs. Jiang fell to the ground.

Old lady Jiang looked at the crutches in her hands, "Providence, Providence..."

Old lady Jiang struggled to get up and sat in the pavilion beside her, beating her legs. She felt blue and painful.

"Children and grandchildren have their own happiness. I'm old..."