The sound of closing the door sounded, Zhuang Xiaoyu lifted the quilt, sat up suddenly, walked barefoot to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, grabbed the scissors, and picked up the clothes that were about to be sewn to pieces with scissors.

After cutting, she looked at the fragments all over the floor and started crying again.

She lost everything she gambled to a man, but this man ruined her family, and the people close to her disappeared one by one without a trace, leaving her forever.

The flowers and moons and the whole life she pursued were obtained by trampling on the bones and flesh of her relatives.

Zhuang Xiaoyu cried so heartbroken that she couldn't restrain herself, if Yu Sui was next door, she would have heard her cry a long time ago, but unfortunately the nanny is old and has some deafness, so she didn't hear the slightest movement.

If she hadn't woken up in the middle of the night and wanted to see if Zhuang Xiaoyu was sleeping soundly, she wouldn't have found that Zhuang Xiaoyu was sitting on the ground with bare feet, her eyes were red and swollen, her arms were tightly hugging her, and her whole body was freezing cold.

The nurse was terrified, "Miss, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

The nurse supported Zhuang Xiaoyu, pulled Zhuang Xiaoyu to stand up slowly, returned to the bed, wrapped her in the quilt: "Miss, is it my uncle..."

"No." Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head and closed her eyes: "I just dreamed that the jade was broken, mother, you can stay in the bedroom tonight and sleep with me."

The nurse was worried that Zhuang Xiaoyu was alone in the bedroom, she opened the cabinet, and was about to take out the quilt, when she saw the jacket that had been cut into rags, she looked back at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was on the bed, she didn't dare to say anything, just put the After putting those clothes back into the corner of the cabinet, he carried the quilt to the low couch.

On the second day, the nanny woke up early, and seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu was still awake, she took the shredded middle coat from the closet to the side room and sewed it up.

After Zhuang Xiaoyu got up and finished washing, she just opened the door when she saw Dr. Zhong waiting at the door, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Dr. Zhong cupped his hands towards Zhuang Xiaoyu, and said, "Miss, the high priest is awake."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

As if a ray of sunlight shot through the ashes, Zhuang Xiaoyu's mood immediately improved: "My father is awake, really?"

Zhuang Huaisen was lying on the hospital bed, at first he thought he was just pretending to be confused, but later found that he was really confused, and gradually, he no longer recognized Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Afterwards, he procrastinated day by day in a daze, but he didn't expect that there would be a day of sobriety.

Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, Dr. Zhong nodded, but his expression became more serious.

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't control that much anymore, and took Dr. Zhong to the front yard: "Doctor Zhong, since my father is awake, is there still hope, is his health improving, is it possible that after a while, he will be able to return to the same state as before? That's it?"

Dr. Zhong couldn't bear to hit Zhuang Xiaoyu, but he had to tell the truth: "Miss, have you heard of the matter of returning to the light?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu paused, staring at Dr. Zhong in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"The poison in the high priest's body has penetrated into the bone marrow a long time ago, and he is terminally ill. It can be dragged on until now with all kinds of precious medicinal materials..." Dr. Zhong sighed: "Miss, people You are inherently mortal, let’s mourn and resign.”

Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes turned red, and a layer of mist rose from the bottom of her eyes, blurring her vision.

When the nurse rushed over, seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, she put a cloak on her, "Miss, what's wrong with your eyes?"