It also gave Su Yu an excuse to vent his love and hatred.
From day to night, and from night to the sky turning pale, the person under him finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
The man gradually regained his sanity, but his eyes were still frighteningly red:
"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao?"
Seeing that the person in his arms did not respond, Su Yu was shocked and hurriedly checked Qiao Yu's pulse. The blush on her cheeks was also abnormal.
Su Yu also forgot about his anger at this time, and hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on Qiao Yu, then called out:
"Someone come!"
There was a moment of chaos and confusion. After the doctor finished his consultation, his face turned pale and he said tremblingly:
"Madam is already weak. Even if she is carefully cared for, she may not have many days left. With a high fever like typhoid fever, you acted so recklessly, and used such strong medicinal incense. I'm afraid Madam will die."
Su Yu was stunned by the doctor's words. He didn't care about his insubordination. The only thing left in his mind was the words "fragrant woman dies"...
Coming back to his senses, his face turned pale:
"I command you to do your utmost to cure her... Madam, no matter how rare and precious the herbs are, you must cure her!"
"I will do my best. Take the medicine three times a day according to the prescription I prescribed. Madam will feel better if you apply the medicine again."
Su Yu's frown remained unchanged as he took the external medicine.
"Rongsheng, go get fifty taels of silver for Doctor Zhao and return it safely."
"Thank you, sir."
After everyone left, Su Yu called the secret guards.
Qiao Yu's identity is special, and it is not appropriate for her to show her face in front of outsiders. Anyone who sees her true face must die, because only the dead will not reveal any clues:
"Deal with the person."
The secret guard glanced at his master in surprise, then looked away.
"Yes, sir."
Although the lord is usually unkind, he would never kill innocent people. It must be because of the lady on the bed.
"Go down." Su Yu walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stroking Qiao Yu's pale cheek with his big hands. The love in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and it surged.
"Qiao Qiao, what should I do with you..."
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