The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Murong Qian fainted suddenly, causing quite a panic.

With Uncle Yan's help, Gu Zhen calmed down, the disturbance soon passed, and the dance continued.

But at that time Xu Liancheng and Yan Ji stayed in Murong Qian's living room for various reasons, waiting for the people inside to come out.

At that time, recalling the scene just now, he asked Yan Ji, who was quite worried at the moment, and said, "You don't think your uncle was made faint by me, do you?"

Yan Ji couldn't help laughing, "What are you thinking about! My uncle is not in good health, so you can't be blamed for fainting."

At that time, the Maitreya-like smiling face was a bit sad, and he shook his head and said, "I don't think the people below think so. It's because my father has something to do and can't come tonight, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to eat."

Yan Ji smiled, "I'll take you back to the mansion later, it's okay!"

At that time, I thanked you again and again, with suspicion on my face again, and asked again, "Don't blame me for being supercilious! You said that your uncle, is it possible that you are pretending to be dizzy?"

Yan Ji felt that the thought at that time was even more ridiculous, "Isn't your wife in there? When she comes out, you can ask yourself and you will know."

Before she got married, Chen Jian went to a girls' school under Haicheng West School and worked as a trainee nurse in a hospital.

Not only her was there, but also Xu Liancheng's wife, who had been a volunteer in Jingdu Hospital.

Seeing Murong Qian fainted, the two kindly volunteered to take care of Murong Qian before the doctor arrived.

These two have experience, so it's reasonable to go in and guard, but Gu Yunlan can also stay inside, so what's the matter?

At that time, he laughed and asked Xu Liancheng, "Have you ever heard that he knows medical skills?"

Xu Liancheng was full of concern about Murong Qian's situation at this time, with an anxious expression on his face, he couldn't care less about that time.

At that time, seeing how his three souls had lost his seven souls, he became angry, and his tone inevitably became a little bit heavier, "Are you worried that your little daughter-in-law will be abducted by someone, or are you still confused, let me tell you, what do you want? Find out, the person lying in it is..."

Yan Ji suddenly shut his mouth when he saw that, his eyes wandered between him and Xu Liancheng, and he smiled meaningfully, "What kind of riddle are you two playing?"

At that time, I came to my senses, knew how to measure, and said with a relaxed smile, "There is no charade, it's just a few jokes, just for fun."

Yan Ji smiled, didn't believe it, but didn't say anything else.

While the three were talking, the family doctor and nurses invited by the Marshal's Mansion arrived. Not long after entering the bedroom, Uncle Yan was kicked out.

At that time, he winked at Chen Jian curiously, and the doctor angrily scolded them for not taking human lives seriously.

Uncle Yan accompanied him with a smile, sent the doctor away in a good voice, and comforted Yan Ji, "Master just had a sudden high fever, it's nothing serious, Young Master Seventeen, don't worry too much, but I'm afraid you won't be able to leave tomorrow morning, you go back to Beijing, The old slave will not send him off."

Yan Ji knew that Uncle Yan was appreciated by his grandfather, so he was very polite to him, "As long as my uncle is fine, please worry about Uncle Yan, I have to go back to Beijing early tomorrow, so don't bother me."

Uncle Yan respectfully sent them out of the room. After returning, he didn't go into the bedroom, but went to the study instead.

When they were sent out at that time, they pulled Chen Jian frequently, leaned close to her, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on inside? Is Young Master Yan a real illness or a fake illness? Why were you all kicked out?"

Chen Jian glanced at Mrs. Xu in front of her calmly, shook off the hand that touched her at that time, and said angrily, "What's the matter? It's terrible. It can be handled by one person when the temperature reaches nearly [-] degrees."

In the room, Gu Yunlan dispensed the medicine, but the hand holding the needle kept shaking.

Murong Qian really fainted just now, and just woke up in a daze, opened her eyes and saw Gu Yunlan standing beside her bed, she was a little surprised, "You know, where is Uncle Yan?"

But in fact, she doesn't need to ask, she already knows what's going on, Gu Yunlan is messed up, and no one can stop it.

When she was dizzy, her daughter might not be able to hide herself.

But it's good if she found out like this, she was a little tired of pretending, and it was better to speak clearly earlier than to continue pestering.

Gu Yunlan competed with his own hand, but he spoke kindly to Murong Qian, "You are sick."

Murong Qian sat up with support, Gu Yunlan's voice became stricter to her, pressed her shoulders, and said, "You are about to have a fever of forty degrees, what else do you want to do?"

She said how groggy these days, she was really sick.

Murong Qian raised her right hand, took Gu Yunlan and grasped her left wrist on her shoulder, and with some effort, she got his hand off, Fang said, "Look, I'm not too sick to move, I don't want to take injections and medicine, I just think about it." Take a shower, it's reasonable!"

Gu Yunlan felt distressed when she saw her cheering up, held her shoulders again, and said, "I beg you, what are you going to do, tell me, can I help you?"

"Gu Yunlan." Murong Qian closed her eyes, hot tears still flowed from her left eye, wet her eyelashes, "I beg you, please wake up, I used to want to kill you, but now I may not force you Where to go."

"But I don't mind. You just want me to save someone. As long as you open your mouth, whether it's Murong Ting? Or Yan Ruyu? I'll do my best to help."

Murong Qian closed her eyes and couldn't see Gu Yunlan's expression when she said these words, but his words stuck in her heart every word.

In the parking lot that night, Wei Ran told her that Gu Yunlan's current condition is not good. If his body can be restored to normal or normal, after several consecutive big deficits, it is now impossible to recover.

Coupled with the sequelae of alcoholism, it is still difficult to restore the hands to normal. Picking up a scalpel is tantamount to nonsense.

Gu Yunlan hugged her tightly, "Qianqian, I am Chuqi! Your Chuqi, I beg you, don't push me away again, give me a chance to stay by your side, okay?"

Tears burst, wet the whole cheek, and wet Gu Yunlan's shoulder.

Time cannot be turned back, and sadness can never flow endlessly, but all of them add up, and there are only countless "sorry".

She might be able to avenge her adoptive father, or help Murong Ting succeed, but facing Gu Yunlan, she couldn't do anything except say "I'm sorry".

But even this sorry, Gu Yunlan didn't want it.

He said he didn't want to be sorry, as long as he could be by her side, everything was enough for him.

But not only did she owe him a lot, but she still didn't know who was chasing her, so how could she make him stand with her?

She felt that she was about to be rubbed into her bones by him, and she lost her resistance a little bit. She wanted to obey, but her reason told her that if she still had a little conscience, she could no longer drag him down.

"I'm sorry." She slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand to hold the back of Gu Yunlan's head, and said softly, "Just sleep and it will be fine."

She felt that the power he exerted on her weakened little by little until it disappeared, and finally he leaned against her.