Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 317 Yunhu is not happy ([-])

"I heard that Miss is seriously ill, and she will live well in a few days."

"How could it be? Didn't you be fine a few days ago? Why did you become seriously ill all of a sudden?"

"It seems that the lady's sweetheart fell into the water, and the eldest lady went to save her, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"What are you guys still chattering about here? Didn't you see the bustle in the front yard? Hurry up and go to work. If there's anything wrong, be careful, Master Xiang will kill you."

As soon as these words came out, the maid's face turned pale, and she left quickly.

The housekeeper snorted coldly: "These little hoofs, it's really in vain that Miss Fei treats them so well."

Unlike other people who have groups of children under their knees, the prime minister has only one daughter under his knees.

For this daughter, the prime minister loved her very much and gave her whatever she wanted.

The only thing she didn't agree to was that she wanted to marry a concubine in the servant's mansion as her husband.

The prime minister always felt that the bastard was always scheming, otherwise her daughter wouldn't let other men not marry and look at a lowly one.

After knowing that her daughter fell into the water because of this concubine, she was even more furious, and directly sent someone to the Minister's Mansion, tied them up, and bluntly said that if her daughter didn't wake up for a day, he wouldn't even think about going back.

Naturally, the assistant minister would not offend the imperial celebrity because of a concubine, so he sent someone early to say that he would let the prime minister handle it.

Whether it is beating or killing, she has no complaints.

Prime Minister's Mansion Dungeon.

A man's hands and feet were shackled with chains, his exposed skin was covered with scars, and blood dripped down his arms.

There was a rotten smell in the air.

This was his third day in the dungeon.

For the past three days, he was beaten almost every day, and there was no good flesh on his body.

Yunhu twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly. He knew that his mother had always doted on his brother, but he didn't expect her to be so bold that Li Daitao froze and sent him here.He also threatened him that if he spoke out, he would kill his father.

His father is his only concern, so he can only bear it.

But now he feels he can't take it anymore.

He was dying.

If he died, there would be no one to protect his father, and the situation would be even worse, so he could not die.

"I want to see Mr. Xiang."

Thinking of this, Yunhu raised the volume.

"I want to see Mr. Xiang."

"What are you yelling about?"

The guard at the gate of the dungeon said impatiently.

"I want to see Mr. Xiang."

Yunhu's voice was hoarse.

"It's impossible for Xiangye to meet you."

The guard shook his head: "Miss' condition has worsened again, Mr. Xiang is watching! It's not something you can see whenever you want."

The guard looked at Yunhu carefully, and he was not good-looking. She didn't understand why the young lady would die or live for such a person. Could it be some kind of Gu!
Hearing this, Yunhu's heart sank slowly, the worst was coming.

If Miss Prime Minister is still awake, then he will die.

Then no one will know who he is?
The real culprit lived a chic life despite his identity.

He was not reconciled.

Xu Shi saw that his complexion was too bad, so the guard's tone softened: "You should have a good rest! Don't worry too much, maybe a miracle will happen, and then Master Xiang will let you go."

Yunhu smiled bitterly.

Miracle?Is this possible?
Miss Prime Minister has been weak since she was a child, and she has been hanging on medication. She is a veritable sick child.

Even so, when his brother accidentally fell into the water, she jumped to save him.

Yunhu is very envious, no one has ever been so desperate for him.

If he can meet one in the future, he will definitely stay with that person forever.

But now it is still unknown whether he can live or not.

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"Master Xiang, there is really nothing I can do."

The imperial physician wiped the fine sweat from his forehead vigorously.

After all, they are imperial physicians, needless to say their medical skills.But even so, there was nothing they could do in the face of Miss Prime Minister's condition.

"Powerless?"

The prime minister pushed the tea cup aside heavily: "Don't you claim that you can bring people back as long as there is a chance of life? Why can everyone else be saved, but my daughter can't be saved."

"Master Xiang, calm down." The imperial physicians knelt down in unison.

"My wife, stop talking."

The man with tears in his eyes cried and said: "It's all my fault. If I didn't get sick because of my playfulness, Wanwan wouldn't be so weak when she was born."

The daughters of other families are healthy and can run and dance.His daughter could only stay in the mansion, drinking bad-smelling medicine non-stop.

He saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

"It's not your fault."

The prime minister hugged him in his arms: "If you want to blame it, you can blame me. She has been raised so innocently that she can't even tell right from wrong, good from evil."

"Master wife."

Nan Wan's headache was about to split, and she felt that a big hand was constantly stirring, turning her lone memory upside down.

After a while, this feeling disappeared.

Nan Wan slowly opened his eyes.

"Hold on?"

The man's hands trembled violently, and he didn't dare to reach out to touch Nan Wan's cheek, for fear that he was dreaming, and when he woke up, the dream would disappear.

"Daddy, I'm fine."

Nan Wan's voice was hoarse.

Hearing the sound of "Daddy", the man couldn't bear it any longer, and raised his hand to hug Nanwan tightly.

"Wanwan, you scared daddy to death."

The prime minister stood there at a loss, his eyes were red.

"mother."

Nan Wan raised his head and smiled weakly at her.

The prime minister's eyes were faintly moist.

"Wanwan, don't do such stupid things in the future."

The man cried.

If you can get a life back from the gate of hell this time, it may not be the case next time.

"Ok, I know."

Nan Wan comforted softly.

"What are you still doing? Didn't you see that my daughter is awake?"

The prime minister gave the group of imperial doctors a hard look.

The imperial physicians looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally, a year-old imperial physician stepped forward bravely to feel Nan Wan's pulse.

"Congratulations, Mr. Xiang."

There was joy on the imperial doctor's face: "Miss is fine now."

"Really?"

The prime minister couldn't believe it.

"Miss is a blessing in disguise this time. The old disease on her body is gone. As long as she takes good care of her, the days to come will be long."

Hearing the first half sentence, the prime minister just wanted to get angry, what is a blessing in disguise?Would it be a good thing if her daughter was seriously ill?

Hearing the second half of the sentence, his face softened.

If that's the case, then what the imperial doctor said is indeed reasonable.

"Come here, reward."

The old lady doctor didn't show it on the face, but she was happy in her heart.

The prime minister has always been generous when he makes a move.

With this sum of money, her future life will be settled.

"Wanwan, you rest first, mother has something to do, go back as soon as you go."

Thinking that there was still a person locked up in the dungeon, the Prime Minister's expression turned a little ugly.

If Nan Wan knew that her sweetheart was tortured in the dungeon, she would probably hate her.It is better to release the person and take good care of him.

(End of this chapter)