This sudden change startled Hua Yuanzhao, and she hurriedly leaned over to check on Xu Wanqing's condition, her expression solemn and calm.

Xu Wanqing's face was as pale as gold paper and her breath was weak. She vomited blood and stared straight at Hua Yuanzhao.

Hua Yuanzhao gritted her teeth. She had studied medicine for so many years, but her main focus was Western medicine, supplemented by Chinese medicine.

The disease came on so violently that she couldn't find a solution for a while.

Hua Yuanzhao made up his mind, took Xu Wanqing's hand and brought her into the research institute.

Xu Wanqing fell on the white porcelain floor, lying on her back looking at the incandescent light on the ceiling, her consciousness gradually fading away.

She could feel something rapidly disappearing from her body, and Hua Yuanzhao was holding a strange instrument, trying to keep that thing for her.

That thing, maybe it's life? Or vitality?

But she was really tired, so tired that the pain in her body disappeared and she was overwhelmed by sleepiness.

"Miss..." Xu Wanqing murmured unconsciously, "Am I... in... heaven..."

Yes, it is heaven, right? Miss Hua is the Bodhisattva who saves all living beings in heaven.

Apart from Bodhisattva, who else can bring the dead back to life?

Thinking of this, Xu Wanqing actually curled her lips and smiled.

"Don't talk!" Hua Yuanzhao had already removed the needle and was using Western medicine for first aid.

She was so busy that she was overwhelmed and couldn't handle everything by herself.

Xu Wanqing seemed not to have heard her words. She used up her last bit of strength and said vaguely, "Hua Yuanzhao... I really... envy you..."

"You are proud... independent... passionate..."

"You are... the kind of person who is considered alive..."

And she had already died with the death of her fiancé...

The one who survived was just a body named Xu Wanqing.

She had noticed Hua Yuanzhao a long time ago... As early as when she was treating the queen, golden needles flew from her fingertips, and her expression was focused and serious...

According to the secular perspective, the eldest daughter of the Hua family had long been rotten in the quagmire, with no possibility of turning things around.

But it is the eldest daughter of the Hua family who has never given up on herself or felt sorry for herself like her.

She really envied Hua Yuanzhao...That day, Princess Changle said she was coming to the Hua Mansion, and she begged the princess to follow her, just wanting to say a few words to the eldest daughter of the Hua family.

But the development of the matter was far beyond her expectations. She probably would never have the chance to be friends with the eldest daughter of the Hua family again...

Xu Wanqing closed her eyes unwillingly, and her hands fell to the white floor.

Hua Yuanzhao continued to give first aid for six or seven minutes before he finally fell to the ground exhausted.

She was sweating profusely, but she didn't care about herself and just stared blankly at Xu Wanqing who had stopped breathing.

What exactly was missing...

Why did things turn out like this?

…

Outside the main courtyard.

Everyone did not leave. Old Madam Hua sat on the armchair that was brought in and looked coldly at Zhu'er who was forced to kneel on the ground.

"This involves two mansions. The Hua family will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly." The nanny beside Old Madam Hua said with a stern face, her gloomy eyes fixed on Zhu'er.

"If you are a smart person, you will explain everything clearly and you can still have an intact body." The nanny spoke sternly and her face looked like a devil, which scared Zhu'er so much that she couldn't stop shaking.

Zhu'er stared at the door of the house in a daze, pursed her lips and said nothing.

The nanny frowned and bowed to look at Old Madam Hua who was sitting on the armchair.

Old Madam Hua rubbed her brows and nodded, with a hint of impatience in her expression.

I originally thought that the Xu family was a family of scholars and that the daughter of the Xu family would be a well-behaved person, but who would have thought that something like this would happen just after their marriage.

If the girl from the Xu family died, wouldn’t her Mu’er be known as a wife-killer?

The nanny waved her hand, and the servants brought a wide stool and put Zhu'er on it. The servants next to them held sticks and waited for the old lady's order.

Zhu'er did not struggle when she was placed on the stool, as if she was unaware of the outside world. She only cried and murmured, "Miss, I have done my best to please you..."

Aunt Su frowned slightly and made a silent gesture to the servant who was holding Zhu'er down.

The servant loosened his grip and Zhu'er suddenly jumped out and hit his head against a pillar outside the house, making a dull thud.