Chapter 29 029: Partition Walls Have Ears

Fudong came out of the kitchen with the freshly prepared meal, and saw at the door that Nuan Xia was holding the fried medicine, leaning forward, standing motionless against the door.

Fu Dong approached, frowning: "Long Xia, why are you standing here with the medicine in your hand, why don't you hurry up and enter the house, let the young lady take it when the medicine is cold."

As if she was too focused, Long Xiawei was startled by someone coming from behind her, her shoulders trembled in fright, she turned her head, her eyes were a little erratic, very much like the guilty conscience.

She couldn't help stammering for a while, and smiled dryly: "Oh, oh, I was about to enter the house, it just so happened that you came here."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and entered the room with a strong and calm look.

"It's really more and more careless in doing things," Fudong muttered, carrying the food and then entering the room.

Long Xia put down the medicine bowl, came to the door of the bedroom, and said through the bead curtain: "Miss, the medicine is ready."

"En," Gu Zhijin responded, and then led Nan Zhuohua out.

The moment the bead curtain was opened, Long Xia's eyes seemed to fall on the sword on the wall inadvertently, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

Gu Zhijin carefully wiped Nan Zhuohua's little hands with warm water first, and then the two of them sat at the table, Fudong had already arranged the food, there were no delicious delicacies, only a few dishes of porridge and side dishes.

Gu Zhijin stroked Nan Zhuohua's little head, and said in an apologetic tone: "Sister, there are no big fish and meat here, so I have wronged my little sister."

Because she had been neglected in this remote courtyard for several years, Shen Xiru and Gu Zhian let her fend for herself, and did not give her monthly money. Gu Zhijin relied on the savings left by Nan Shaoyin to maintain her daily life.

"It's okay, I'm not picky about food, Yue Ya'er said that I can make a living," Nan Zhuohua smiled, her eyes were bright, she was not picky about food, but she was very picky about wine.

Gu Zhijin was relieved that her younger sister was not only smart, but also understanding.

Seeing that Gu Zhijin was about to raise his hand to eat, Long Xia's complexion changed slightly, and he said anxiously: "Miss, you haven't taken any medicine yet, this medicine will get cold if you don't drink it."

Gu Zhijin took a mouthful of food with chopsticks, "Let's put it aside for now, and drink it after eating."

"But, it gets cold after eating, and the medicine won't work well if it gets cold." Long Xia was a little impatient.

"No problem." Gu Zhijin replied lightly, this medicine is dispensable to her, her body will be the same whether she takes it or not.

Nan Zhuohua ate the food in her small bowl very cleanly, although it was some clear soup and light rice, but Fudong's cooking skills were very good, and she ate with relish.

After eating, it was already three o'clock in Shenshi, the snow was gradually receding, the sky was dark, and it seemed to be covered with a black veil.

Nan Zhuohua chatted with Gu Zhijin for a while, and Wuyu came to pick her up.

Gu Zhijin sent her out of the courtyard, knelt down and gathered the little cloak on her body, "When you meet those aunts and sisters in the front yard, you should go around and don't know them as well. My sister is afraid that you will be bullied by them."

She could see clearly today that the aunt in the house and that madam were in collusion to dislike the younger sister, and the biological father was even more cold-blooded and ruthless, and did not want to see the younger sister at all.

The little girl is the only person she cares about in this world. In this filthy and polluted Rongguo mansion, Gu Zhijin was afraid that her frail body would not be able to protect her well, so she could only keep her away from those aunts and wives, so that she Just take less damage.

Bisheng, Nan Zhuohua was born rebellious, with unyielding tenacity engraved in his bones.

She raised her delicate chin, her eye corners were drawn to make a statement, and she waved her small fist, "Sister, don't be afraid, if they dare to bully me, I will beat them, and let them see that I have to go around every time. "

The unruly in this little girl's bones is very much like their mother who ruled the battlefield back then.

Gu Zhijin smiled: "If the younger sister can't beat her, then run away."

"Yeah," Nan Zhuohua nodded his head, obedient and obedient, but those apricot eyes that flowed freely were not as peaceful as her small mouth.

She doesn't want to run, but she will beat them if she can't beat them until they are beaten to the ground, and let them call "little aunt" when they see her.

She is always like this, stubborn and stubborn.

Gu Zhijin stood up, took the street lamp from Fudong and handed it to Wuyu to illuminate the road, "Take the little girl back, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Sister, hurry back to the house, it's cold outside, I'll go, come and play with my sister when I have time," Nan Zhuohua waved his little hand at her, turned around and followed Wu Yu back to Suyin Academy.

Gu Zhijin watched her disappear before turning back to the house.

Long Xia came in front of her with the medicine, and said in a urging tone: "The medicine is cold, miss, drink it quickly."

Gu Zhijin used medicine to maintain her body since she was a child, and she needed to take a bowl of medicine every day. It was Long Xia who was responsible for her decoction. Long Xia was quite lazy about other things that Gu Zhijin ordered, but she paid special attention to decoction, and urged Gu Zhijin every day. Brocade drinking medicine.

Gu Zhijin frowned, glanced at the bowl of thick black soup, and said lightly, "What's the difference between drinking this medicine and not drinking it? This body is still the same." After drinking it for several years, there is still no change in the body. To be ill is to be ill.

These words made Long Xia suddenly look anxious, "Miss, don't say that, this medicine must be effective. The prescription was prescribed by the imperial doctor in the palace when Mrs. Nan was alive. It depends on Mrs. Nan's good intentions." Come on, you should drink this medicine."

"Forget it," sighed softly, seemingly helpless, Gu Zhijin picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp, the bitterness of the medicine had already made her learn not to change her face.

Looking at the clean bottom of the bowl, Long Xia lowered her eyelids to cover the eerie light, with the corners of her mouth raised, she smiled silently.

"Cough cough!"

Gu Zhijin covered her mouth and coughed violently, clutching the clothes on her chest with her hands, her heart ached, her face was pale and bloodless, and her body was on the verge of falling.

Fu Dong hurriedly supported her, with a distressed look on his face: "Miss is sick again?"

"It's okay, cough!" Gu Zhijin coughed up a puddle of blood as soon as he finished speaking, making Fudong flustered with fright.

"Miss, miss, this servant will go to the doctor to show you."

"No need," Gu Zhijin pulled her back, breathed a sigh of relief, her heart hurt like a knife, but her face was calm and innocent, "I'm fine, just help me to bed and rest."

How could it be okay, Fudong could feel the hand trembling when the young lady held her, she just didn't want to trouble others.

Looking at Luan Xia who was standing aside, Fudong was sullen: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you give me a hand and quickly help Miss go back to the bed to rest."

Long Xia glared at her secretly, and went forward to help Gu Zhijin back to bed with her to rest.

Gu Zhijin suffers from heart disease from time to time, and every time she suffers from heartache, she feels as if she is suffocating, and her internal organs seem to be twisted together.

At that time, Nan Shaoyin found good medicine for her and she got better a lot, but during this time, the symptoms recurred again and started to get worse.

Gu Zhijin knew about her illness and could feel that her body was getting worse day by day. She didn't let Fudong go to see a doctor because she didn't want to disturb Nan Zhuohua, she was afraid and frightened her.

Gu Zhijin lay quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, her tightly furrowed brows showed her current pain, her frail and beautiful face was stained with bitterness.

This is, is she going to be terminally ill?
(End of this chapter)

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