Chapter 4073

"The cunning rabbit is a dead dog, probably because I'm useless." Zhuang Qingyun laughed at himself: "In this whole mansion, there is only the eldest lady who treats me as a person from the beginning to the end. In the eyes of the high priest, I'm not even a handy tool..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears couldn't help rolling down: "I'm sorry..."

"Fortunately, the young miss came back in time, otherwise, I'm afraid I'd die here, the corpse is rotten and smelly here, and no one will find out..." Zhuang Qingyun panted heavily, and closed her eyes again : "Probably my life should not die!"

As long as I live, I will wait until the day of revenge!

You bastards who can't kill me will make me stronger!

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoyu felt even more sad: This is a man from the Zhuang family, a living life, during the time when the elder brother and the second elder brother were not in the mansion, he was dressed in clothes and stayed by the bed all night to serve his father's nephew.

How could he be so cruel to him?

He is sick like this, not to mention the servants, there is not even a sip of water in this room, is he planning to die of thirst?

Yu Sui came back soon, with the nurse behind her, and the nurse quickly cleaned up the house, and Yu Sui brought warm tea and gruel to the bedside.

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed, twisted a handkerchief and put it on his forehead, and took the porridge bowl to feed him.

Zhuang Qingyun half-lyed on the bedside, drank water, ate porridge, his body gradually gained a bit of strength, jade pieces were decocted outside, and the bitter medicinal smell wafted out little by little, and the whole room was filled with such a smell .

Zhuang Qingyun suddenly felt that this was probably his favorite taste in his life, and it was the taste that could bring him hope to live.

With Zhuang Xiaoyu's personal and meticulous care, Zhuang Qingyun's health has improved a lot, but his whole body still hurts badly, his limbs are weak, and the witch doctor can't find out what's wrong.

Zhuang Xiaoyu sent the witch doctor to the door: "You probably know a little about the things in this mansion. Mr. Qingyun is not here, so you can tell me directly if you have anything to do."

The witch doctor shook his head: "Miss, it's not that I didn't tell you, but that I really don't know what kind of illness Master Qingyun has. But he couldn't get out of bed for a long time, this... this... you might as well go directly to ask Mr. Qingyun, or ask the doctor brought back by the young master.

Mr. Qingyun has always been in good health, but it is said that after seeing a doctor, he suddenly became ill and couldn't get up. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared fixedly at the back of the witch doctor going away. After a while, she turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Yu Sui was brewing medicine at the door, and the wet nurse was cleaning the yard. Yu Sui looked at the man who was clenched in the bedding with his teeth gritted because of the pain, lifted the curtain, and asked, "Why does it hurt so badly? What did the doctor do to you? "

Blue veins burst out on Qingyun's painful forehead, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and his voice was intermittent: "Miss, don't worry about this, this is my business, and I will be fine in a few days."

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat down at the end of the bed, watched all this blankly, and covered her face with her hands.

It wasn't until the evening that the movement in the bedroom became quieter. When Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the door and entered, she realized that Zhuang Qingyun had already woken up.

He took a shower, freshened up, changed into clean clothes and bedding, and his whole body seemed to be reborn. Although he still looked a bit sick and weak from the pain, his eyes were shining brightly. shine.