Chapter 278

Chu Yunyao opened the curtain and saw Gong Yao standing not far away. Her good mood was immediately ruined. She drew the curtain of the carriage angrily, hid the little wolf cub in the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage alone. Full of sarcasm: "Looks like I have to meet Mr. Gong for a while, the way you treat your savior is really special."

Gong Yao was a little embarrassed, with an unnatural expression on his face, "Thanks to the girl who rescued her last time, but my wife has been running a high fever since returning home, and the wound festered. It was really a last resort, so I had to look everywhere for the girl's whereabouts."

The little wolf cub didn't know what it smelled, so he poked his head out of the carriage suddenly, let out a howl, and wanted to pounce on Gong Yao.

Fortunately, Bao'er was always watching the little wolf cub's movements, and firmly grabbed its legs: "Xiaoxue, don't act recklessly, it will scare people."

Gong Yao was also taken aback by the howling of the wolf. She took a few steps back, stood behind the military dog, and looked at Chu Yunyao: "This is, your pet? Wolves are ferocious by nature. It... ..."

"Young Master Gong, in another month, I will release it back to the forest. Don't worry about it hurting innocent people." Chu Yunyao walked over, stroked the little wolf cub's huge head soothingly, opened a bottle of peppermint ointment and put it on. into the car.

Bao'er immediately carried the wolf cub into the carriage.

Chu Yunyao followed Gong Yao to the inn, and entered the private room on the second floor.

Seeing that the whole room was locked tightly, and the stove was still burning in the hot weather, Mu Qingcheng was lying on the bed covered in sweat, covered with a thick quilt, and her long hair was all wet with sweat.

Chu Yunyao picked up the kettle on the table, poured out the silver charcoal in the stove, raised her hand and opened the window.

"The room is so stuffy, why do you have to wrap it tightly?" Chu Yunyao didn't understand, so she said, "Even if it's confinement, it won't be like this."

Gong Yao moved her lips, but said nothing.

Mu Qingcheng's small face was bloodless, her lips were gray and her eyes were sunken. Panting for breath, she spoke with difficulty: "The old servant who took care of me in the mansion said that you should not soak in the wind during confinement, otherwise you will be sick for a lifetime. …”

Chu Yunyao walked to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt on her body, and took her pulse, "Before I leave, I asked you to wash the incision with medicine, why is the wound festering and infected?

Your high fever is probably related to the inflammation of the wound. "

Mu Qingcheng looked at Chu Yunyao weakly, and said weakly: "After returning home, I did follow your orders, Miss, and asked my husband to buy medicine to clean the wound. It was fine on the first day, although the wound was still very painful. But it started to itch, proving that the wound was healing.

But the next day I don’t know what happened, I suddenly developed a fever, and the wound began to fester..."

Chu Yunyao wiped the sweat off Mu Qingcheng's body with a dry towel, and looked at Gong Yao: "You didn't take her to find Doctor Zhang?"

"Grandma is extremely unwell these days, and my father and mother are worried and anxious, and keep Dr. Zhang guarding in front of the sick bed, never leaving..." Gong Yao defended, his words were weak.

Chu Yunyao despised such a man even more.

It's really fancy but not useful, what's the difference with an embroidered pillow.

What hope can a man who can't even guarantee his wife's life have.

What about distressed? So what about kindness?

Not even the least responsibility.

"It's nothing to do with my husband, I'm the one who won't let him go to Doctor Zhang." Mu Qingcheng took Chu Yunyao's hand, "My status is low, it's good if my husband let me stay by his side, I dare not Disgusted by my in-laws.

Girl, only you can help me..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingcheng coughed desperately...

Chu Yunyao's fingertips brushed over the thin callus on Mu Qingcheng's tiger's mouth, her eyes narrowed vigilantly...