Chapter 147: White flowers worn by the dead?
After a long time, Jiang Jing woke up and his roommates also came back.
Xiang Ke left, leaving only Hong Yongwang and Qian Yuanming. Fang Yu decided to move in. He said, "We will take good care of Jiang Jing. Uncle and aunt don't have to worry."
Jiusu nodded: "Thank you very much."
Qian Yuanming lowered his head and said embarrassedly, "We are outnumbered and already feel guilty for not being able to help Brother Jiang. We can make up for it by contributing a little to take care of him."
A little bit of effort can help reduce the guilt in your heart.
They just watched as Jiang Jing's tendons were cut. They came from prominent families and had seen many fights, but this was the first time they had seen something as cruel as today. This was the nightmare of their lives.
Father Jiang sighed, "Don't blame yourselves, my friends. Even I, as Jiang Jing's father, can only secretly kick Chen Zhao twice. Ugh! How pathetic!"
Jiang Nianyin's eyes were red, and she and her mother kept wiping the sweat from her brother's forehead with cotton cloth.
She pounded the bed and said angrily, "Chen Zhao is so despicable. Sooner or later, God will take him away!"
Hong Yongwang was quite embarrassed. He didn't know whether to leave or not, whether to stand or sit. Well, his relationship with Jiang Jing was actually average. They even had a fight on the first day.
However, the Jiang family worked together.
He also envied Jiang Jing for having close friends and loved ones. "My family runs a pharmacy. I... I can ask for him. However, if the tendons are broken, even a miracle doctor wouldn't be able to save him."
Jiusu said: "Thank you, but I can cure it."
She did not hide this. After all, they would be roommates in the future and would definitely find out.
As for if Chen Zhao knew, it doesn’t matter. She only has these few anyway, and it’s useless no matter who comes.
Hong Yongwang opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just nodded as if he understood.
No matter how many doctors and famous physicians he consulted, none of them could cure Chen Zhao's right hand. He was furious in the house, but no one was around to take care of him. He yelled, "You bunch of rubbish, Chen Nan, where have you all been?"
Chen Nan hurried in and felt uncomfortable seeing his painful expression.
A few days ago, the general asked Miss Bai to become his wife. He pursed his lips and said, "Madam is not feeling well and has difficulty breathing, so she went for a walk outside."
Chen Zhao sneered, his eyes gloomy: "Really?"
Chen Nan trembled all over and knelt on the ground: "I dare not lie to you, or, perhaps Madam is too sad, and she doesn't want you to see her and feel even more sad, so she hid away."
The air was filled with the quiet smell of death.
At the critical moment, Zheng Rouer rushed in. She ignored her reputation and hugged the man with a bad face, "General, I heard that your tendons were cut? Does it hurt?"
Chen Nan stepped back.
Chen Zhao pushed her away and looked at her anxious and flustered appearance. Jiusu's hateful face and Bai Luoxue's cold eyes appeared in front of him. He pinched Zheng Rouer's chin.
"You approach me because you're attracted by my power and money? Then I tell you, forget it."
Zheng Rouer almost yelled: "I wish you had never left. In this way, you would have fallen in love with me and we would have been husband and wife a long time ago. What do you think this is?"
She took out a white flower from her sleeve.
She looked at the man in front of her with soft and affectionate eyes.
Chen Zhao was puzzled: "White flowers worn by the dead?"
"Yes." Zheng Rouer recalled what happened a year ago, a hint of sadness between her brows. She slowly said, "You haven't been back for a long time. We all thought you died in the battle. I put on the white flower and imagined myself as your woman, staying a widow for you."
Chen Zhao sighed: "Why are you doing this?"
Without Bai Luoxue, he would live with Jiusu. She has a good physique and might give birth to a son who will be one year old next year. As for Zheng Rouer, she is not a woman he will ever fall in love with in his life.
The only advantage of a woman having a dark and yellow face is that she doesn’t have acne.
Sadness and bitterness, along with the pain in his wrist, came over him. His face gradually turned pale from scorched yellow, and he fell backwards, gasping for breath, as if he was about to drown in the deep sea.
Zheng Rouer made up her mind, took off her shoes, lay on the man, and bit his mouth.
"I'll save you!"
"What are you doing? You're a girl, don't you want to keep your innocence?" Chen Zhao came to his senses and grabbed her collar to warn her.
Zheng Rouer frowned and said seriously: "I have given my heart to you a long time ago. I don't want innocence anymore. I just want you. If you are sad, I will share your burden. You can do whatever you want."
A woman's bold and passionate confession.
This left Chen Zhao, a grown man, completely helpless. "Are you sure you don't regret it?"
The woman nodded heavily.
Soon, panting sounds were heard from the room. Chen Nan sighed and saw Bai Luoxue coming back. He stepped forward and called out hesitantly, "Madam, this..."
"Who?" Bai Luoxue asked numbly.
Chen Nan whispered, "Zheng Rouer."
Bai Luoxue sneered, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her hand touching her belly bulged slightly. It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel heartbroken. Even if she didn't love the man in front of her, she chose him herself.
I chose this thing, it's really disgusting.
"He's so hungry he'll eat anything. If he asks, just say I went to the Qiu Mansion to apologize."
"Okay." Chen Nan clasped his fists and watched his wife leave. For some reason, he felt that something was about to disappear, as if it was his wife's love for the general, and the general's future.
In Huating Academy, everything returned to normal.
The dean announced the hot pot dinner, and they all forgot what had just happened and put on their smiles again. Master Yan said expectantly, "I'm curious about what you can rave about."
"After trying it, I guarantee you'll want to have another meal." Dean Lan said.
In the afternoon, Jiang Jing woke up, ate a bowl of millet porridge, and looked at the people in the room who cared about him, except Bai Luoxue. He said, "I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm fine, just a little hurt."
He held Jiusu's hand and a reassuring smile appeared on his face.
Seeing his son wake up, Jiang's father walked to the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes red.
There were too many people in the room, so Fang Yu and others left.
Bai Luoxue came over with a guilty conscience: "Jiang Jing, I'm so sorry. If I were here, I would have stopped Chen Zhao from doing this, and your hand would have healed. Don't worry, I will definitely help you find a miracle doctor and cure you."
Jiusu said calmly: "No need, I can cure Ajing."
Bai Luoxue frowned and spoke responsibly.
"Jiusu, could you please stop being so unreasonable? Only a miracle doctor can cure Jiang Jing's wrist. You're just a peasant girl, so can you stop spouting nonsense? Can you take responsibility for delaying the treatment of your hand?"
Jiusu sneered: "I say you two are really interesting, one doing bad things and the other doing good things?"
Bai Luoxue looked up, seemingly ignoring her sarcasm, and said to the Jiang family: "My father has some friendship with the miracle doctor. Jiang Jing, believe me, I will definitely cure you."
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