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Yun Qiu had never felt that she was so weak. He had only blown a little wind and she had fallen ill in the end.

Yu'er had been blaming Yun Qiu, but she was also secretly complaining about the flute, not knowing how to take good care of the young miss. However, when he saw Yun Qiu's pale face, he lost all the resentment in his heart.

Yu'er consoled Yun Qiu, "Miss, Young Master will be fine. You should rest well."

As soon as Yu'er finished speaking, Yun Qiu felt even more uncomfortable. He lay down in a daze, feeling that his consciousness was growing weaker. Yun Qiu heard Yu'er sigh softly. "Miss, I'm really worried about you …" There seemed to be more to come, but she didn't hear it clearly before falling into a deep sleep.

Yun Qiu had only been standing by the window last night, but he had contracted typhoid fever. This was something neither Yu'er nor the flute had expected. Yu'er took care of Yun Qiu carefully, feeling extremely worried in her heart. She was a slave and had suffered a lot since she was young, so she was not afraid of this minor ailment, but Yun Qiu was different.

Although Yun Qiu was not favored by the Yun Family, she was still the eldest miss. No matter how the Rong Family tried to make things difficult for Yun Qiu, they failed in the end. In the Yun Family, Yun Qiu had not received any minor ailments, and now that she had caught a cold, Yu'er was so nervous.

From time to time, Yu'er looked outside and thought to herself, "Young Master, why haven't you come back yet?"

At the same time, there were two people walking on the mountainside. One of them was dressed simply, but had an extraordinary aura about him, making one have no choice but to sincerely submit to him. The other person was old and had a white beard. It was obvious that he was an old man with half of his body buried in the dirt.

The old man was carrying a box in his hands. He looked like a sage. His forehead was covered with sweat and his mouth was panting heavily. He was extremely tired.

"Aiya, I can't walk, I can't walk anymore …" The old man stopped moving and said weakly. He looked extremely exhausted.

However, the young man anxiously pulled the old man and said, "Doctor, my wife is sick at home, please hurry up." Just from this tone, one could tell that this young man was no other than the Night Flute who had gone out to seek medical treatment.

The flute was burning with anxiety as it arrived at the nearest infirmary. However, the doctor there was actually an old man of over a hundred. At first, Yoga was still very hesitant, because he had to consider how difficult it was to walk on the mountain road. However, if he went to another place to look for a doctor, he wouldn't have enough time, so he had no choice but to bring this doctor along. Hearing that this doctor's medical skills were quite high, Yeye Flute was finally able to relax.

The night flute looked at the old doctor's anxious voice and said, "Doctor, let's go quickly!"

Yeye Flute still didn't know how Yun Qiu was doing. Although it was a minor illness, Yun Qiu was the eldest miss in the past. He didn't know if she was awake yet.

When the old doctor saw the anxiousness of the flute, he felt that it was reasonable. After all, he loved his wife and was sick, so it was only natural for him to be in such a hurry. It was just that this old man was not strong enough for now!

The old doctor said, "Young master, how much longer do we have?" If the journey was still far away, then he really wouldn't be able to hold on.

Fortunately, the flute replied, "It's up there. It's not far." The doctor forced himself to move forward. The night flute creased his brow as he looked at the old doctor. Seeing that the old doctor truly lacked strength and was unable to move, he helped him up.

Yu'er had already filled a few basins with water. Fortunately, the temperature on Yun Qiu's forehead had already dropped. At this moment, Yun Qiu's eyelashes fluttered gently like the wings of a butterfly. Yu'er was elated as she hastily held her hand and asked in surprise, "Miss, you're awake?"

Yun Qiu opened his eyes and leaned against the bed with the support of Yu'er. Yun Qiu still felt dizzy and uncomfortable. At this moment, as she looked at the sky outside, she was slightly surprised. Was the sky actually slightly yellow? So how long had she been asleep?

Yun Qiu asked weakly, "Yu'er, has Master returned?" Yun Qiu was sure that the flute from before hadn't returned. If it had, it would have been guarding her. Now that he saw the sky darken, he was naturally worried about the night whistle.

Actually, the flute hadn't come back yet, but Yu'er, in order to reassure Yun Qiu, added, "Miss, Young Master came back a long time ago and is currently oiling medicine for Miss."

Yun Qiu nodded. He closed his eyes again. Yu'er walked out the door nervously. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Young Master is back!"

When the flute saw Yu'er, it asked anxiously, "What happened to my wife?"

"Young Master, you're finally back!" Miss has already woken up, but her complexion is still not too good. "

Before Yu'er could finish her words, the flute had already led the doctor inside. The flute then said to the doctor, "Doctor, my wife is afraid of strangers. Please don't mind her for a while."

Yu'er was speechless. Young Master, could you be so tyrannical at this point? Yu'er didn't have that much time to tease in her heart, so she followed the flute inside.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" Yeye flute held Yun Qiu's hand, eyes filled with pity. She should have been told to rest earlier last night, otherwise how could she have suffered so much?

Yun Qiu did not know what was going on. She was awake, but she could not open her eyes. She could not help but feel anxious. Now that her husband had come to visit her, she couldn't continue being so weak! The more Yun Qiu wanted to get up, the less strength she had. She felt helpless in her heart.

Yun Qiu heard the doctor's aged voice and said, "Young master, there's nothing wrong with your wife, she's just caught a cold. Just remember to sweat a little."

"If that's really the case, why does Yun Qiu look so weak?" Doctor, take a closer look. "

Seeing the doctor, he finally understood that the young master in front of him was a man who loved his wife as if she was his life. Therefore, at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh, "Young master, your wife is fine, but because of her long term malnourishment, she looks to be in trouble due to a small illness. "In the future, just remember to supplement your wife's health."

Malnutrition? The night flute was so dangerous that it blinded him. He had never realized that there would be a matter of treatment for the young miss in the Yun Family.

Yu'er didn't know what was going on, but she was still a little scared when she saw the flute. Seeing a doctor was the same, so she didn't say anything more. Yu'er forced a smile and said, "Doctor, let me escort you out."

After Yu'er and the doctor left, the night flute gently caressed Yun Qiu's hair. The light in her eyes was as gentle as water, and her tone was filled with boundless love. "My wife, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly."

Husband. I'm awake! Yun Qiu was very touched to hear the flute's words. For some reason, when he thought about the flute, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The first action Yun Qiu did when he woke up was to hug the night flute tightly and bury his head into it. His voice was choked with sobs. "Hubby …"

Just then, Yun Qiu was suddenly very scared. She didn't know what would happen if she were to never wake up again.