Zhuang Xiaoyu never knew or participated in his past, she just wanted to be in love with him, but she didn't seem to have really done anything for him.

Under the guise of love, she caused so many troubles for him, but he never seemed to have really blamed her for anything...

She should have known the cruelty of her father and brother when they did terrible things to the wizard and Qin Wuyan...

If she was the person whose family was ruined, if she was the woman who had just given birth to a child after being bullied, if she was the mother who watched her children and grandchildren pass away.

Her anger must be no less than theirs.

Thinking in another way, she would also feel that the dealer's crimes are unforgivable.

Even Zhuang Qingyun had resentment towards her, but only Qin Wuyan stood by her side without complaint or regret, always defending her.

No matter what she has done, no matter what kind of relatives she has, no matter what she looks like.

Yu Sui came over with a medicine bowl, "Miss, let me feed my uncle medicine, you can rest by the side for a while."

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head, reached out to take the bowl, "I'll do it."

Seeing her blue eye sockets and pale face, Yu Sui wanted to persuade her again, but seeing her miserable expression, she didn't know what to say, so she could only hand her the medicine bowl.

The former eldest lady was so bright, her smile was as bright as a rainbow after the rain, but now she is frowning and miserable all day long, worrying about the safety of her family all day long...

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat on the side of the bed, supported the back of Qin Wuyan's head, put a pillow behind him, stroked Qin Wuyan's lips, "Ah Yan, I will feed you medicine."

Qin Wuyan's eyes were tightly closed, he seemed extremely uncomfortable, his head was shaking from side to side, "Brother, Xiao Yu..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu fed the medicine to his lips, and the medicine juice flowed out from the side of his cheek along the corner of his lips.

Qin Wuyan refused to swallow at all.

Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped Qin Wuyan's cheeks dry with a handkerchief, not knowing what to do.

The witch doctor came over, but he was at a loss: "Miss, we have tried all kinds of methods, but the medicine juice just can't go down, the medicine juice can't go in, the fever can't go away.

The sacrificial priest is usually in good health, but now he suddenly has a fever and his condition is severe, which we did not expect. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu waved his hand and signaled these people to go out: "I'll figure out a way, you go out first."

The witch doctor looked at each other, but could only exit the door.

Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned over, held Qin Wuyan's cheeks with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "Ah Yan, take some medicine, okay?

You need to get better soon, if you don't get better, who will protect me in the future? "

She babbled in Qin Wuyan's ear, wondering if Qin Wuyan had listened to it, but slowly, although the man's eyes were still closed, he gradually calmed down.

Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the bowl, took a big gulp, put it in his mouth, pressed Qin Wuyan's thin lips, and poured the medicine juice into the man's mouth.

The Adam's apple rolled, Qin Wuyan was swallowing.

The bowl of medicine was finally finished. When Zhuang Qingyun came in, he happened to see this scene, and quietly retreated out again.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood by Qin Wuyan's side with her clothes untied, just like when she was sick, Qin Wuyan took care of everything personally.

For three consecutive days, the most critical day came.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand was held tightly by Qin Wuyan, and the man's body temperature dropped little by little.

When Qin Wuyan opened his eyes, he felt that the surroundings were completely quiet, there was no sound, only the faint candlelight flickering in the room.

The woman's fingers are tightly held in the palm, soft and boneless...