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The next morning, the doctor checked the blood in the gargle and told the patient the results. Du Yaoyao went straight to the study.
Liu Er bowed respectfully outside the door, "Madam."
Du Yaoyao had a blank expression on her face, "Where's Chen Jie?"
"The young master has gotten up." Liu'er opened the door, invited Du Yaoyao in, and stopped the attendant Xiao Cui outside.
"What are you doing!" Xiao Cui shouted.
"We servants should stop interfering in our master's affairs." Liu'er closed the door tightly and pulled Xiao Cui aside.
Chen Jie had already had a hunch. He sat quietly on the small couch with his clothes and hair neatly arranged. There was a hint of fatigue between his brows and two purple streaks on his eyelids, as if he had not slept well the night before.
"Why did you lie to me?" Du Yaoyao went straight to the point.
She asked the doctor to check the mouthwash bowl and found out that Shen Jie was taking a herbal medicine called Aconitum. This medicine can make the condition worse and cause continuous vomiting of blood. Once it is stopped, the body will get better. It is often used by the people to conceal their true colors.
The side effect is damage to the spleen and stomach, so most people should avoid it if possible.
Du Yaoyao was heartbroken that Shen Jie didn't take care of his body at all, but also angry that he was trying to gain her pity and sympathy in this way.
"Yaoyao, I was wrong..." Chen Jie had a good attitude and admitted his mistake first.
Du Yaoyao was annoyed, "What did you do wrong?"
Shen Jie walked over step by step and confessed: "In order to reconcile with my wife quickly, I used some low-brow tricks."
"You still know that you are not up to par!" Du Yaoyao spat and got angry. "At the beginning, you said you would pursue me with others. You were so humble. You were just lying to me. Liar..."
Chen Jie grabbed her wrist and said seriously: "I didn't lie to you, but I found that my mind is not that broad." He sighed, "I was mistakenly thought that you were pregnant and I was happy to be a father. It was already depressing enough. Dashan sleeps in the wing room and I sleep in the warehouse. It's so unfair. How can I feel balanced..." After all, he was a prince, but in front of Du Yaoyao, he was not even as good as a village man.
Du Yaoyao was speechless and thought for a long time before explaining, "Dashan is my savior, and you are the one who indirectly harmed me. How can they be the same?" They cannot be compared.
"I understand." Chen Jie let go of her hand and said frustratedly, "I'm torturing myself, you must be feeling sorry for me if I don't ask for it."
Pale face, tired eyes and thin lips without a trace of blood. Du Yaoyao couldn't bear to argue with him, so she puffed up her cheeks and hesitated to speak, "You just rely on me..."
"Because you like me?" Shen Jie continued.
Du Yaoyao rolled her eyes at him.
This person argued confidently, "Yaoyao, if you want to reject me, then just ignore me. Just let me vomit blood, faint and die outside, and pretend you can't see it. Only then can I give up."
He held her slender waist tightly and said in an orderly manner, "I beg you, please let me in. If I vomit blood, please hug me. If I want candy, please let me kiss you. If I don't bully you, who else should I bully?"
Du Yaoyao struggled, "According to what you said, it's all my fault for being soft-hearted!"
"No, Yaoyao loves me." Chen Jie pecked her forehead, "You are worth all the ways I can win you back." He didn't care about hurting himself.
"I haven't forgiven you yet." Du Yaoyao muttered. She didn't dare to push him hard. She could still remember clearly the last time she pushed his chest and caused him to vomit blood.
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