The room was extremely empty, and there was almost no sound. Tong Shuang limped to the table, put the pot of tea on the carved bedside table, and smiled with her: "Want to drink? Come and get it by yourself. "

Her voice was extremely cold and chilling.

Shi Qingyue only felt cold for a while, she still had a high fever, the heat in her body and the cold in her heart gathered together, and her voice was hoarse. After a while, she propped up her arm, crawled over it little by little, reaching out to hook the teapot. .

She moved out of the bed, her head was dizzy, and she clenched her teeth to clasp the handle of the teapot. The teapot was made of a finely crafted purple sand pot with hot tea burning inside, and she only touched her fingertips. Shi Qingyue couldn't help backing up, shivering hot.

Tong Shuangpin gave a low laugh, and stretched out a hand to hold the top of the teapot, as if he didn't know it hurts.

"I drank such hot water when I was sold on board by you."

At that time, she was still suffering from a high fever, and the group of people didn't know how to treat it. They thought she was pretending to be miserable and prepared to escape. They poured hot boiling water into her indiscriminately, so that her entire throat was destroyed.

"Will Master Shi drink it? If I don't drink it, I will be taken out and thrown away."

Those beautiful phoenix eyes were raised slightly, condensing a fierce color, and it seemed that they suddenly remembered something, smiled, eyebrows bent, and the body leaned forward slightly, with a pressure of self." Or do you want me to come and feed you?"

How she fed the medicine Shi Qingyue had already experienced it, compared to when she took off her chin and forced the medicine in...

Shi Qingyue's hand trembled slightly, closed his eyes and sighed in a low voice, "I drink."

Only then did Tong Shuangpin remove her hand. The purple clay pot was really hot and hot, but when she pressed it for a while, her palm was already flushed.

She expected that a spoiled eldest lady like Shi Qingyue would not be able to endure this bitterness, and she could not tell her how to come and beg her after a while.

——Isn’t it always like this before?

Even coaxing her to drink sober soup is unwilling, and even acting like a coquettish.

Shi Qing endured the pain, lifted the pot of tea, closed his eyes and poured it directly into his mouth.

A hot pot of water poured into her throat, and her mind trembled. She almost couldn't hold the teapot, as if there was a knife cutting down from the throat, cutting into the lungs, and burning the internal organs.

Heartbroken, but so.

She was so decisive that Tong Shuangpin was stunned. Before she could react, she saw that Shi Qingyue had poured the pot of water into her throat, and she couldn't drink it, dripping down her jaw, scalding a piece of water. Terrible red marks.

It was a pot of boiling water, and she drank it like that.

After Tong Shuangpin reacted, he immediately stepped forward and held her down: "What are you doing?!"

Her voice implied fright and anger. The purple clay pot had fallen to pieces with a bang, and Shi Qingyue was lying on the couch, looking at her quietly with his eyes, as if to say something, people had already started to cough. Can't even say a word, just look at her quietly like that.

The doctor who had just left was invited back. Shi Qingyue’s own wind and cold were not healed. She started to have a fever that night, her throat was burning and painful and she wanted to cough, and her throat was burned again, and the plaster couldn’t be put in. He began to hemoptysis at night, taking a mouthful. He sprayed out, the sound was extremely terrifying, and her stomach was burning like a pain, which made her cover her abdomen all the time, coupled with her own gunshot wounds, it was almost insignificant.

The doctor looked anxious, saying that she had burned her esophagus, and she looked a little dissatisfied, and sighed heavily: "She has burned her esophagus after the cold is not healed. How do you family members take care of the patient? I don’t know when to raise it."

She has a few gun holes on her body, and she is a baby girl with a gun cocoon on her hand. This kind of injury makes people feel distressed.

If it is said that the war in the past few years has made the people feel shameless, the Japanese pirates have entered the country in the past two years, and those who dare to go to the battlefield have no gratitude in their hearts.

Shi Qingyue listened to the speech inside through the gauze curtain, her abdomen was heavy with cramps, and she grasped the curtain of the bed tightly, and her voice was as low as breathless.

"Doctor, don't blame her..."

Hearing this, Tong Shuangpin sneered. With her current status, no one could blame her.

She was polite and polite, waiting for the doctor to leave before opening the curtain, condescendingly watching Shi Qingyue.

Seeing the person curled up there, his face was pale, his head was covered with cold sweat, his gunshot wound was so painful that he couldn't move, and because of the severe pain in his abdomen and throat, he couldn't help but curl up together. It looked really pitiful.

Tong Shuangpin only sneered.

Then he lowered his head and approached her painful face, strangling her chin unexpectedly.

"Do you think you are free when you die? You want to find death so much?"

She looked at her mockingly, without a trace of pity, smiling at her, "It's a pity, you can't die now."

The two of them were so close together, Shi Qingyi's painful and rapid breathing was close to his ears, but it was difficult for Tong Shuangpin to have any fluctuations in his heart.

After speaking, I walked outside, because my leg was inconvenient to limp, knocked on the marble floor, and it was raining outside the window again, ticking, covering up the low moan behind me: "I don't have..."

Tong Shuang hired but never looked back.

From that day on, Tong Shuangpin never came to see her again. She spent two days in that room and was taken to a wood shed.

There was only one bed and a simple quilt on all sides. The quilt was as thick as your fingers, and it was cold at night. If it wasn't for summer, she would definitely freeze to death here.

She lives with an old man whose surname is Zeng. Everyone calls her sister-in-law Zeng. She usually does something serious in Tong's mansion. She helps the chef buy and sell some vegetables. Now she has an extra errand, even though it is for her. I put more silverware, but not too much. She was still not happy to ask her to take care of such a sick person.

One time when Shi Qingyi heard someone talking outside while half-dreaming and half-awake, it was actually Zeng's sister-in-law and the peddler nearby who were sighing.

"She is so dying, what if she dies here and the room gets dirty?"

Shi Qingyi choked, closed his eyes and sighed.

To be honest, she also felt that she was quite strong. She was shot three times and was thrown down from the upper reaches as if she was sold as a fish. She scalded her esophagus even though she was still alive.

Sister-in-law Zeng hated her for having the wind chill, she always coughed at night, and she was afraid of infecting herself with the wind chill, she always stayed far away from her and did not dare to approach her, so she was still unfamiliar with the current situation in Tong's Mansion.

The medicines were all brought from the main house. Sister-in-law Zeng just brought them to others to drink. Every day, two more wowtou from the kitchen to Shiqing Yiye, which is equivalent to letting her fend for herself.

Fortunately, Shi Qingyue's vitality is stubborn, and even in this way, he survived well, and after raising it for a month, he was able to barely go to the ground.

The injury on her body just got better, and someone came over and cursed strangely.

"Some people just have a good fate. Relying on our boss Tong's kindness to eat and not eat, I think the injury will heal long ago and I will still be in the house with a stern face..."

Shi Qingyi touched the muzzle that had just grown on her body. She had a rare good temper, and she was not even angry and took the initiative to drag a sick body out.

She was so handsome, she could look beautiful even with a sick face, and asked gently and gently: "Sister-in-law, what can I do in the house? I'm better now, and I still don’t do anything. disturbed……"

The open space in the backyard was just that, and the maid who got together to talk laughed at her: "You are still uneasy in your heart."

At the end he asked her: "What will you do and what do you want to do?"

Shi Qingyi thought for a while, looked a little shy, his eyes lightened slightly, "Can I take care of Boss Tong?"

As soon as this was said, everyone present laughed, just like watching a joke, watching her look up and down.

"It's okay for you to think so. Boss Tong is surrounded by people with faces. You fell down without taking two steps on the road like this. It's just a shame for Boss Tong."

Shi Qingyi didn't refute the sarcasm they were talking about. He just smiled bitterly. The smile was extremely dry, and he lowered his head little by little, looking at the extraordinary embarrassment.

For a long while, as if feeling something was looking at her, Shi Qingyue suddenly turned around. However, she lived in the most remote courtyard of Tong Mansion. In the end, there was only a whirling wood, and the wind blew over the treetops. Silhouette.

She felt that she might have made a mistake, and shook her head and turned around, covering the slight loss in her eyes, "What can I do then?"

Those people looked at him again, and in the end Sister-in-law Zeng said, "I see, just follow me to unload the vegetables. It just happened that I was flashing my waist in the past two days. It's okay to come and help me."

No one knows that there is a thin figure standing on the road in the backyard of Tong Mansion. Tong Shuangpin pauses and stands by the wall. At this time, it is always raining. The ground hasn't dried just after it rains, everywhere. It's all wet.

The girl who followed her was wearing fashionable little leather shoes, and asked her in a puzzled manner, "Why do you have to live here today? There is mud all over here. How good is it if it splashes on you?"

In fact, I want to say that your legs are not good. It is always inconvenient to walk this way, but she knows what kind of arrogant temperament her lady is, and she dare not say it.

Tong Shuangpin did not answer, she just stood there for a while.

The eldest lady, who was so spoiled in memory and who didn't eat the fireworks, agreed gently. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her face was pale, and she looked a little malnourished.

She couldn't get into a group of people, and she couldn't intervene, and after a while she raised her head to look at the sky.

Tong Shuangpin followed her gaze and found that it was the direction of his main house.

She looked there, silent, her expression lonely.

Tong Shuangpin frowned and felt a little pain in her heart unconsciously.

The girl pulled her sleeves and persuaded her to go faster.

"Miss, Master Watch is back today, you have to go back sooner."

Tong Shuangpin frowned slightly: "I see."

When he returned, Tong Gulong had already arrived. He was standing with his hand in the main hall. His hair had grown a bit longer in the past few years. He was reluctant to be the old widow. He left his hair half as long as it used to be. Can let people see his heartfelt to the front.

Hearing the slow and slow footsteps, he quickly turned back, "Shuangpin, where have you been? Just now Aunt Chen said that you are in the house, but no one came over."

She said that she had to hold Tong Shuangpin to hold her arm when she got off the steps, but she avoided her without a trace.