Gu Qing opened his heavy eyelids slightly, the sudden light from the sky was dazzling, and Chen Zhizhou's face was blurred in front of him.

She murmured, "Chen...Chen Zhizhou?"

"Qing'er?!" Chen Zhizhou couldn't help but feel excited. His bloodshot eyes became even redder. He was at a loss as to what to do.

He could only lean over Gu Qing and softly say, "Qing'er, how do you feel? Are you thirsty?"

"Someone come!"

Chen Zhizhou spoke for a long time, and Xuanfeng appeared outside the room. Seeing his wife wake up in bed, he was stunned at first, then nodded respectfully: "Master, please give your orders."

"Go and call Cuiping, quickly!" Chen Zhizhou was overjoyed.

Gu Qing stared at him frantically, unable to help but laugh.

This smile just happened to twitch the wound on her lower abdomen, and she gasped in pain.

"Qing'er, don't move."

Chen Zhizhou frowned, his eyes full of concern, as if Gu Qing's injury was on his body and was more painful than hers.

Gu Qing responded, but he didn't have the energy to do anything else. He just stared at Chen Zhizhou, as if he wanted to engrave him firmly in his heart.

"Madam, you're awake!"

Cuiping came in hurriedly, but was so anxious that she seemed to overstep her bounds.

Seeing this, Chen Zhizhou didn't blame her and immediately ordered, "Go prepare some food for Madam. It should be easy to eat and digest."

"You must personally monitor this and no one else is allowed to handle it." After saying this, he still seemed to feel something was wrong: "Xuanfeng, you go with her."

Gu Qing saw everything and felt extremely warmed.

In her previous life, she always thought that Chen Zhizhou didn't understand the relationship between men and women and didn't care about her at all, so the two of them lived their lives as husband and wife in a daze.

The more she gets along with him, the more she feels that Chen Zhizhou is thoughtful and considerate.

Gu Qing opened his mouth slightly. He hadn't spoken for several days, and his voice was a little hoarse when he first spoke: "Water..."

"Drink water?"

Chen Zhizhou read Gu Qing's mouth shape clearly, turned around and poured a cup of warm water over, carefully helping her lean against him: "Qing'er, slow down."

Gu Qing endured the pain and sat up, only to feel the pain in his lower abdomen instantly spread throughout his body.

But compared to the pain when I was first injured, it is still bearable now.

"Does it hurt?" Chen Zhizhou saw it with his own eyes and felt pain in his heart. He wanted to tear that beast Zhang Bin into pieces even more!

Gu Qing took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat. The dryness in his throat disappeared instantly, and his chest felt much more comfortable.

Even my thoughts gradually became calm and clear.

Behind her was Chen Zhizhou's broad and solid chest. Gu Qing recalled the words that had just appeared in her dream. She was dazed for a moment and her eyes moved to her lower abdomen.

She suddenly smiled sadly.

The laughter carries a lingering sense of helplessness and sadness, lingering in people's hearts like a gossamer, lingering for a long time.

Chen Zhizhou was stunned for a moment and wanted to let her lie down again, but Gu Qing suddenly said, "Let me lean on you for a while."

"good."

Hearing this, Chen Zhizhou sat still, avoiding Gu Qing's body and holding her in his arms from behind. Hu Qing on his chin gently scratched her snow-white neck, and his tone was full of love: "Qing'er, you are finally awake."

"You've been in a coma for three days. Do you know how miserable I am? I'm so scared..."

Gu Qing followed his words and said, "Are you worried that I won't wake up?"

"Yeah." Chen Zhizhou didn't dare to think that before marrying Gu Qing, he was worthy of his parents and was not afraid of conspiracies and schemes.

Now, Gu Qing is his biggest weakness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Zhizhou murmured, completely confessing the regret in his heart.

Gu Qing's eyes were red, and she was too weak to lift her arms to hug him.

I could only gently place my hand in his and comfort him: "It's not your fault, it never was."

"Don't worry, Qing'er. Your wound is no longer serious. I will stay with you at home to recover. I will go to court again when you are well."

When Gu Qing heard him say this, she was naturally happy, but her reason did not allow her to do so.

"Zhang Bin's matter still needs to be dealt with. If you want to completely eradicate the forces behind him, you must work harder with the Third Prince."

"You just said I'm fine, so you don't have to stay with me all the time."

Chen Zhizhou listened to her slowly finish speaking and rubbed her soft hands.

After not eating for a few days, Gu Qing's wrist bones were much more prominent, and he looked even more fragile than before. He was silent for a moment and said, "We'll talk about this when you can get out of bed."

"Okay." Gu Qing was greedy for life, and now that she could lean on Chen Zhizhou's arms again, she even feared that this was just a dream.

At the same time, the news that Cuiping and Xuanfeng went to the kitchen to prepare food for Gu Qing spread immediately.

In less than half an incense stick of time, Chen's father and mother rushed back from the Huguo Temple. Regardless of her status, Yinghong climbed over the eaves and walls in Chen's mansion.

Fly directly into the room.

With the second and third rooms hearing the noise, the entire courtyard of the main house became extremely lively.

Including Mr. Huang, who was treating Jiao Lan, after receiving the news, he immediately prepared a carriage and rushed to Chen's house, and asked Gou Zi to temporarily accommodate other patients in line.

inside the house.

Gu Qing heard the noise outside and looked sideways. Mottled sunlight cast a fragmented shadow from the window. The summer breeze gently rustled the green leaves on the branches. The gardenia was in bloom, and the fragrance was rich.

Everything gradually brought her back to reality. She suddenly clenched Chen Zhizhou's hand, her chest heaving violently.

Chen Zhizhou's heart tightened slightly, and he asked worriedly, "Qing'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Qing shook her head, tears boiling hot, falling on the back of Chen Zhizhou's hand, making his heart ache. She used a little strength in her hand: "I'm here, Qing'er, don't be afraid."

As soon as the words fell, Yinghong stood at the door and peeked inside cautiously.

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