Chapter 4137

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Xiaoyu's mouth was covered by Yu Sui. Anyway, he grew up in a place like the priest's mansion. The situation is pretty clear...

If there was doubt in the past, at this moment, it has been confirmed that the priest's mansion has long since changed hands, it can only be regarded as an empty shell, and it is not under Zhuang Huaisen's control at all.

Yu Sui broke down in tears: "Miss, today is different, just say a few words less and be clear in your heart, don't say it casually, the high priest has not woken up yet."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu cried tears, buried her face in Yu Sui's arms, and asked: "Is it Ah Yan? Is it related to Ah Yan?"

Yu Sui patted Zhuang Xiaoyu on the back: "Miss, don't make wild guesses, my uncle treats you so well, he won't do these things."

Either Qin Wuyan, or Zhuang Qingyun.

…

Everyone in the room retreated, Qin Wuyan took out a porcelain bottle and put it on the table, "Give him this medicine."

Zhuang Qingyun pressed Qin Wuyan's hand: "Wuyan, we finally got to this point, why should you be soft-hearted towards him?

Early death and early rebirth, such a person, death is not a pity, as long as he is dead, you can justly sit on the position of high priest, why save him? "

Zhuang Qingyun grabbed the porcelain bottle, uncorked it and smelled it, "Isn't this the antidote that Zhuang Mingyan brought over from the poisonous island?"

"yes."

"He is almost dead, why waste such a precious potion."

"Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor. It doesn't matter if he dies, but Xiao Yu will feel uncomfortable. She has already begun to doubt me. I don't want to have any quarrel with her."

"Sooner or later she'll find out."

"Impossible, I won't let her know, she must never know..."

Zhuang Qingyun looked at Qin Wuyan as if he was looking at a wild animal trapped in thorns, no matter which direction he went to escape, it seemed to be wrong.

Zhuang Qingyun focused on his stubborn expression, sighed, and compromised: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, you picked up my life, if it wasn't for you and the eldest lady, I might not have given up. exist in this world."

He called the witch doctor to come in and handed over the medicine bottle in his hand: "Pour this medicine into the high priest and try to wake him up."

The witch doctor could only do his best to heal Zhuang Huaisen.

As the sky was getting dark, Zhuang Huaisen finally lived up to everyone's expectations and woke up from his coma.

Zhuang Qingyun could not hide his disgust, and called the housekeeper in, ordering someone to serve Zhuang Huaisen.

When the butler saw Zhuang Huaisen waking up, he wept with joy, with snot and tears, he almost knelt on the ground and thanked the Bodhisattva, "Heaven has eyes, High Priest, you finally woke up."

Zhuang Huaisen looked at the tearful butler, blinked his cloudy eyes, and asked vaguely, "Who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

The housekeeper was stunned for a while before speaking: "High Priest, you, you don't know me anymore?"

"Who is the high priest?" Zhuang Huaisen cried out inarticulately: "My hand, why can't I move my hand?"

The witch doctors all stepped forward, and after some examinations, they looked at Zhuang Huaisen's distorted face: "The high priest had a stroke, half of his body was paralyzed, and he lost his memory..."

Everyone: "..."

The housekeeper's face was full of sadness, Qin Wuyan's face was expressionless, he just stared at Zhuang Huaisen's twitching face for a moment, but Zhuang Qingyun's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the words...