Song Luan felt as if she was struck by a bolt of thunder. The words that came at her head made her unable to recover for a long time. Her already pale face became even paler.
What? Is she going to die? Is she already living such a humble life or is she going to die? ? ?
Song Luan felt a rage in her chest that couldn't be relieved or relieved. She really wanted to turn against Zhao Nanyu.
Zhao Nanyu's face was not much better than hers. The five fingers curled up under his sleeves were trembling slightly. His face was extremely pale. There was no expression on his tense face. His dark eyes looked straight at Doctor Hou. His voice was extremely hoarse. He asked, "Doctor Hou, do you have any good prescription?"
No, Song Luan's weak constitution and frequent illnesses were not congenital. Before she gave birth to Shi Ge'er, her health was very good, no different from that of ordinary people. Although she suffered a loss of health when she gave birth to Shi Ge'er, she was not so weak.
Ultimately, it has something to do with the poison he administered.
Zhao Nanyu clenched his hands and tightened his jaw. He didn't even know the toxicity of "Tianqing" and didn't know if there was an antidote. He simply wanted her to die.
Zhao Nanyu felt a dull pain in his chest, and the pain spread to his limbs, but the stubbornness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
He would never let Song Luan leave her like this.
Doctor Hou sighed deeply, "I see that Madam has been eating things she shouldn't have eaten over the years, and her pulse is very dangerous." After a pause, he slowly said, "But Madam is not incurable. Fortunately, the amount of food she shouldn't have eaten was not much. From now on, don't touch it anymore, and don't eat anything cold or raw. Take good care of her for a while, and I will prescribe some more prescriptions. There is still room for maneuver."
Of course, Doctor Hou did not dare to guarantee him that Song Luan would live for a long time.
He is the head of the hospital and has treated even the most difficult diseases. Song Luan's illness was not an ordinary one, but the aftereffects of taking poison, which caused palpitations and other minor ailments.
Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't diagnose what kind of poison it was. He had never seen such a harsh poison that slowly destroyed a person's body bit by bit.
But he also said that the amount consumed was not much and it was discovered early, so it is not uncurable.
Doctor Hou is just used to making the illness sound more serious so that the patient will take it seriously. But he was very curious, who had such a cruel heart to be so poisonous to a woman? It really harms people.
Zhao Nanyu moved his lips, which looked a little scary without any blood. He said softly, "Thank you, Imperial Doctor."
"You're welcome." Doctor Hou turned his gaze to Song Luan. He had heard a little about this domineering lady. After thinking for a while, he said, "Madam, you must take your medicine well. Don't touch anything that is harmful to your body."
Song Luan's ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what Doctor Hou said later.
Zhao Nanyu answered for her, "I'll watch over her."
He has to bear the consequences of his own actions, and Zhao Nanyu will slowly take care of her.
Since Doctor Hou said it can be cured, then it must be curable.
After getting the prescription from the Marquis' Mansion, Zhao Nanyu immediately asked the servant who followed him to get the medicine, while he took the dazed Song Luan back to the Zhao Mansion.
When Song Luan came to her senses, she found herself back in her room. The people in the kitchen had already prepared the tonic. Zhao Nanyu brought it to her and said, "Come, drink the medicine."
Song Luan watched him gently feeding her medicine, and it was easy for her to recall the memory of her dream, where he personally fed the original owner the poison and forced her to die.
Song Luan knew clearly that in the book "The Powerful Minister", everything the male protagonist did to the original owner could not be said to be wrong. His own son was disabled by her, he was cuckolded countless times, and he verbally humiliated his mother. Everything he did was so worthy of understanding.
But what did Song Luan do wrong? I traveled through time inexplicably while sleeping, and was dealt a bad hand.
She is afraid of death, and she doesn't want to die. She had only lived for a short twenty-odd years, and she really didn't want to leave like this.
No one knew whether she could return to her own world if she died in this world, so she didn't dare to take the gamble.
Song Luan's mind was in a mess right now. She suddenly burst into tears while thinking about these things, lowering her head and shedding tears silently.
Zhao Nanyu sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and gently wiped away her tears.
Her tears flowed like a small river, and Zhao Nanyu couldn't wipe them away, so he just watched her cry quietly.
Although Song Luan was crying, she still knew that she had to drink the medicine. She picked up the bowl in front of her, tilted her throat back and drank all the bitter medicine in one breath.
She cried and hiccuped, as if she used Zhao Nanyu as an outlet for her emotions. She punched him with her little fists and said, "I'm going to die."
Zhao Nanyu let her hit him without fighting back. Seeing her knowing how to drink the medicine even when she was crying, he was actually amused, "You won't die."
It would be strange if Song Luan still believed him now. She wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Imperial Doctor Hou said it himself. It's not like I didn't hear it."
"He is trying to scare you. Just stay healthy and you'll be fine."
Song Luan vented all her anger on him. She started to make trouble, "Why do you have to coax me? You don't like me either. If I die, it will be what you want, right? Have you been looking forward to my death for a long time?"
These words are half true and half false.
Zhao Nanyu didn't fight back or talk back, and he even removed all the sharp objects in the room for fear that she would get angry and hurt him. "No."
Song Luan felt much better after venting her anger. She gradually calmed down and her tears stopped, but she still refused to give Zhao Nanyu a good face.
Zhao Nanyu didn't force her, and was very considerate to leave her some time alone. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say: "You are just weak, not terminally ill. Don't scare yourself. I'm here, and you will get better."
Song Luan didn't say anything. She really didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.
No matter how slow she was, she realized that Zhao Nanyu treated her very differently than before. The contempt and gloominess in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by deep tenderness.
At dinner time in the evening, Shi Ge'er was supposed to come and join them, but that night Zhao Nanyu did not have anyone bring him over, but let him stay in the front yard.
Song Luan became annoyed when she saw him. Zhao Nanyu served her a bowl of pigeon soup, but she took one look at it and pushed it away, refusing to drink it.
Zhao Nanyu didn't seem angry. If she didn't want to eat this, he would pick something else for her. Without exception, Song Luan didn't touch any of them.
After the meal, Song Luan didn't eat much at all. She really had no appetite.
She had a desperate thought that if she could irritate Zhao Nanyu, the two of them could have a falling out, but this man didn't do that.
At night, after Song Luan finished bathing and came out from behind the screen, she saw Zhao Nanyu sitting by the bed with his black hair loose. He must be waiting for her.
Song Luan wanted to climb onto the bed without looking away, but he pulled her into his arms. She was forced to press against his chest. He chuckled and whispered in her ear, "I won't give you a chance even if you want to die."
Song Luan's thin body trembled. These words were indeed something the male protagonist could say.
She more or less felt that Zhao Nanyu was not so calm because she refused to talk to him for the entire afternoon and evening.
Zhao Nanyu hugged her waist tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe. It seemed that he wanted to merge her completely into his own blood and bones and would not give up until he had devoured her alive.
Zhao Nanyu closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I had a very sweet dream last night."
He said to himself, "You are in my dream."
Song Luan never thought that she would hear Zhao Nanyu say such words in her lifetime. She admitted that at a certain moment, her heart was beating faster than usual.
Zhao Nanyu did not lie, she was indeed in his dream. If Song Luan knew the specific scenes in his dream, she would definitely call him a beast again.
Zhao Nanyu suddenly pressed her down on the bed, his eyes like stars, staring at her intently. He covered her delicate body, his slender and delicate fingers entwined with her hair. After not getting a response from her, he asked again, his voice extremely hoarse: "Are you not going to talk to me for the rest of your life?"
Song Luan looked away, "No."
She needed an outlet, and Zhao Nanyu, as the fuse, naturally became that outlet.
Zhao Nanyu lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek. He kissed the person under him until she was breathless before letting go. "It's because I have too much free time to think about random things."
Song Luan turned her head away, furious, "Don't touch me."
She was already like this, and she didn't want to serve his animal desires at all!
Song Luan didn't notice that when she was kissed to the point of being out of breath, there was a hint of love in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Nanyu, but it was not obvious.
Zhao Nanyu had no plan to do anything to her. He just held her in his arms until he fell asleep that night. Unfortunately, even if he regretted his decision, there was no medicine for regret in the world, and he had no way out.
He would find all the panaceas in the world for her to ensure her longevity. He would rise to a high position, powerful enough to manipulate her life.
After waking up the next day, Song Luan lay on the bed with her eyes open and meditated for a long time. She finally came to her senses.
From today on, she must follow the imperial physician's advice and take medicine properly. Isn't it just because of her weak constitution? ! Isn't it just a heart disease? It will be fine.
After this incident, her attitude towards Shi Ge'er remained the same, but she was obviously not as flattering to Zhao Nanyu as before.
Everything she was thinking was written all over her face, and within a few days, even the people serving her knew that the Second Young Master and his wife were in a cold war.
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