"Sister Huan, it was Su Ziyong's brother who injured my hand!" Xiaopang held the medicine bowl and came close to Shen Zhihuan and whispered.
"Mom, did Su Zijie fight with you?" Shen Zhihuan frowned.
When women fight, it's a bit awkward for a grown man like him to get involved.
Without waiting for Li Qiuhua to speak, Xiaopang quickly shook his head and explained, "It's not Su Zijie, it's Su Zijie's uncle's son, Su Zi... Zi..."
"My name is Su Ziyu." Before Xiaopang could finish his words, a cold and flat voice sounded behind the three of them.
The three looked back in surprise.
Shen Zhihuan frowned and looked at the man behind him, who was wearing an olive green suit, had an upright figure, a crew cut, sharp features, and deep eyes that revealed a fierce and unruly look...
You can tell at first glance that he's not a good person.
The moment he turned around, Xiaopang quickly hid behind Shen Zhihuan holding the bowl of medicine.
Seeing Shen Zhihuan looking at him, Su Ziyu couldn't help but relax his facial expression and tried hard to force a smile.
"This medicinal wine is very effective for treating bruises and injuries. Take it back and rub it on your aunt." Su Ziyu took a few quick steps and handed the bottle of medicinal wine in his hand to Shen Zhihuan.
Shen Zhihuan didn't reach out his hand, but frowned at him, "You are a grown man bullying a woman, what do you think?!"
"I……"
Just as Su Ziyu was about to explain, Li Qiuhua grabbed Shen Zhihuan.
"Zhihuan, this is not Ziyu's fault. If it weren't for Ziyu, Mom would have made a big mistake."
Li Qiuhua was a little scared when she thought about it. If she really stabbed it, she would be happy, but what would happen to her daughter? What would happen to her son?
She was really furious at that time.
Without thinking about the consequences at all.
Now that I think about it, I really have to thank Su Ziyu for that kick...
Su Ziyu pushed the bottle of medicinal wine in his hand towards Shen Zhihuan again.
"No need! Such a good thing, you should keep it for yourself!" Shen Zhihuan twitched the corner of his mouth, frowned, retracted his gaze, pulled Li Qiuhua and turned away.
For some reason, Shen Zhihuan always felt that the man in front of him had an unfathomable look in his eyes, yet with a hint of viciousness, like a wolf king waiting for an opportunity on the grassland, making people want to escape.
Seeing this, Xiaopang also trotted after him. After running for a distance, he did not forget to look back. His frightened look made anyone who didn’t know him think there was a wolf chasing him.
Su Ziyu looked at Shen Zhihuan's petite and slightly stubborn back and couldn't help but laughed out loud.
The chuckle behind him made Shen Zhihuan's heart tremble for no reason, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
It was not until he turned into the house that Shen Zhihuan's slightly disordered heartbeat returned to normal.
"Sister Huan...you...are sweating!" The fat boy pointed at the sweat beads on Shen Zhihuan's forehead with his little fleshy finger and stuttered.
“…”
Li Qiuhua, who had just sat down in the main room, heard Xiaopang's words and hurried out of the room, looking worriedly at Shen Zhihuan, whose forehead was already dripping with sweat.
"Zhihuan, you..."
Shen Zhihuan felt a little frightened by the gazes of the two men, and subconsciously reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
this……
The original owner was born prematurely and was very weak. She had been afraid of cold since she was a child and was always cold. Even in the hottest days of summer, she would never take off her two layers of clothes.
Don't even mention sweating on a daily basis, it's good enough if you don't have malaria.
Seeing that Shen Zhihuan didn't say anything, Li Qiuhua thought that her daughter was afraid of spending money on medical treatment and was trying hard to suppress her discomfort, so she couldn't help but get anxious.
"Zhihuan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Say something! Do you want to make your mother anxious to death?" Li Qiuhua's eyes were red, and her anxious voice was already tinged with tears.
If she hadn't been careless in walking, her daughter wouldn't have been born prematurely, and she wouldn't have been weak and sickly since childhood, taking medicine all the time.
It's all her fault!
"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. I just walked too fast and feel a little tired. I'll be fine after a rest." Shen Zhihuan stretched out his "chicken claws" to wipe Li Qiuhua's tears.
If Li Qiuhua hadn't taken care of her carefully at all times, it would be hard to say whether the original owner could have survived until now.
"Then go back to your room and lie down. Mother will cook rice porridge for you in the evening." Li Qiuhua said quickly.
Shen Zhihuan nodded slightly and was about to go into the house slowly when he heard hurried footsteps at the gate.
"Mom, Grandpa Hua is here."
Xiao Weidong rushed in, sweating profusely, followed by Dr. Hua, who was wearing a cotton Tang shirt and looked energetic.
When Xiaopang saw his grandfather coming, his eyes lit up and he directly dragged Dr. Hua in front of Shen Zhihuan.
"Grandpa, Sister Huan is sweating all over and feels very uncomfortable. Please take a good look at her."
Shen Zhihuan: “…”
Feeling very uncomfortable?
When did she say this? "Uncle Hua, please go check on Zhihuan. She has been sweating profusely since she came back from a walk, and she is also very tired." Li Qiuhua also quickly agreed.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
As he spoke, he dragged Shen Zhihuan to sit down at the dining table in the main room.
Doctor Hua put down the small medicine box in his hand and walked forward to take Shen Zhihuan's pulse.
Li Qiuhua, Xiao Weidong and Xiaopang watched eagerly, not daring to make any noise.
As the seconds passed, Doctor Hua's hand on Shen Zhihuan's pulse did not move at all.
As time went by, Li Qiuhua, Xiao Weidong and Xiaopang became increasingly anxious.
Before Goudan's grandfather passed away, Doctor Hua was like this too...
"That one..." Doctor Hua frowned and pursed his lips, motioning Shen Zhihuan to use the other hand.
Shen Zhihuan's mind went blank.
She just came through...
Swallowing nervously, she gritted her teeth and put her left hand on it.
If it is a blessing, there will be no disaster. If it is a disaster, you can't avoid it.
After taking Shen Zhihuan's pulse carefully, the silent Dr. Hua stared at him in surprise with wide eyes.
"Zhihuan, have you taken any other medicine today?"
Although the pulse is still thin, weak and powerless, it is much better than the pulse of yesterday which was almost there and not there, and about to stop but not yet stopped.
The blue and black complexion seems to have improved a little.
"Uncle Hua, my Zhihuan..." Li Qiuhua burst into tears before she could finish her words.
"Third sister, I don't want you to die! I don't want you to die!" Little Weidong screamed and threw himself into Shen Zhihuan's arms.
"Sister Huan, you can't die! If you die, what will I do in the future?" Xiaopang also hugged Shen Zhihuan's arm and burst into tears.
Shen Zhihuan frowned and looked at the three people who were extremely sad, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
She had just started to enjoy a little bit of maternal love when God gave her this.
Did she steal God's girl or what? God wants to play tricks on her like this!
Doctor Hua glanced at a few people with a gloomy face, and finally set his sights on his grandson who was crying so hard that snot bubbles came out of his nose, "Who told you that Zhihuan is dying?"
Li Qiuhua wiped away her tears and stopped talking instantly, "Uncle Hua, do you mean... my Zhihuan can still be saved?"
"Hua Niu, Hua Niu, what can I say to you? Zhihuan is a fine girl. There's no question of whether she can be saved or not! Aren't you afraid of taboos?" Doctor Hua glared at Li Qiuhua unhappily.
"Are you okay?" Li Qiuhua was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
The original owner had never been completely well since he was born. He had a minor illness every three days and a major illness every five days. He had to take medicine all the time, and it seemed to have become a habit.
(End of this chapter)