Poor family rebirth girl

Chapter 210 A Dream (2)

Su Ya's heart was agitated, and there was no place to express her feelings, and finally coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Don't be angry, I'm fine..."

She thought about it, and thought that Shen Huai might be able to hear her, so she explained: "I'm not reckless. My alchemy furnace is full of internal energy every day, but I rarely have the opportunity to test it. I originally wanted to take advantage of the lack of internal energy to try Try how to get out-"

Su Ya sneaked a glance at Shen Huai's face while talking, and she was glad that he was still in a coma, so that she could quickly finish her explanation: "Can't you take it back during the day? Who knows, it's changed this time?"

The dazed Shen Huai didn't even move a single hair, and was so thin that the line from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose was extraordinarily tall, Su Ya couldn't help but soften his heart.

He suffered too much and took on too many things.

She decided to give up explaining, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and said softly: "I cherish my life more now than before - the feeling of losing you is too painful, if I had a choice, I would never let you suffer from that heartache. I promise."

That teardrop scalded Su Ya, and once the chatterbox opened, it couldn't be stopped anymore.

"What are you doing now? Are you glad you came out of a desperate situation?"

"Things seem to be going in a good direction from the beginning. The bad luck turned into good luck. I was so happy that I cried several times. Tell me, does this count as that—Huunmeng and the king?"

"From now on, we all have to be good, I will live well, and you don't want to get hurt again."

"Life is so precious. Every time I think of someone like you who is good-looking, capable, and upright like me, I can't help but wake up with a smile—but, Shen Huai, what exactly do you like about me?"

Su Ya poked Shen Huai's cheek with her fingertips, "Could it be that the poison also hurts the brain? Now that the poison is cured, you won't forget me when you wake up, will you?"

……

"can you?"

"Isn't it?"

"Hey, move your eyelids anyway, let me know how happy you are?"

……

"Oh! I'm so tired, my limbs are limp, my whole body hurts, and I can't move. Otherwise, I'll stay with you for a while?"

This statement is half true and half false, the youngest daughter of Jiajia, with a stunning beauty in front of her eyes, is also very animalistic.

Su Ya poked her head out quietly, and found that no one was disturbing her, so she leaned closer and listened to his low and weak breathing.

The wind blows the hair on the temples, making the intestines turn round.

After listening for a while, she asked him again in a soft voice: "Shen Huai, I miss you so much, I want to hear you talk, I want you to accompany me to dinner, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you... How long and when do you want to sleep?" Awake?"

But another three days passed, and Shen Huai still didn't wake up.

These three days were like three years to Su Ya.

The people in front of the door came and went, all wanting to find out about Shen Huai's real situation. Liu Sandian and Zhang Shenmu were called to report the progress of Shen Huai's injury in turn every day, and the explanation made them dizzy.

"Master Shen has consumed too much, and his body is exhausted. Although the poison is showing signs of dispelling, he still needs to rest up if he wants to come..."

"Want to come?"

Qiu Naicheng found it inconceivable, they are all well-known doctors, one of them used to be an imperial doctor, how could they speak so unreliably?
Diagnosis is based on guesswork?

Zhang Shenmu bowed his head and wiped his sweat. He really couldn't guess why Shen Huai didn't wake up. According to Liu Sandian, it was because Shen Huai activated his internal strength again, so he donated all his strength.

But how to explain this to Qiu Naicheng?

"My lord, this poison is ruthless, and the herbs that can detoxify have been completely destroyed, so the villain is indeed guessing and curing." Liu Sandian has already received Su Ya's recitation of Shen Huai's advice, and he spoke calmly many.

The most important thing is that Shen Huai has returned from the ghost gate. This is an undoubted thing, so he also has the confidence of being a bachelor in front of high-ranking officials-if Cao Kaihe hadn't acted as a demon and the Tibetan spring grass was destroyed, he would not be here at this moment. Guessing so confidently, isn't it?
After chasing and killing Shen Huai to Baima Lake, and being able to take disguised officers and soldiers and gangsters to encircle and destroy the island, he almost put Shen Huai to death in Huai'an City——Speaking of this matter, Qiu Nai has a headache.

The sky has cleared up, but people's hearts are getting darker.

Zheng Bin led Jinyiwei without touching the ground, and under the impact of the battle of Shenhuai Caokaihe Long Street, he turned Huai'an City upside down with profit.

Qiu Naicheng and Wang Shu can't interfere with Jin Yiwei's handling of the case, but at least Qiu Naicheng's disturbance of Zheng Bin's situation is going along with the flow, and he is busy liquidating the arrangements buried by Cao Kaihe.

Now that the witnesses and material evidence are conclusive, it can be confirmed that the people on Baimahe and Changjie are all from Cao Kaihe, and Qingfenglou and Luobang were all turned out with the help of Xu Yuan and Gao Jun.

The portraits of Song Jin and Xia Qingfeng were plastered all over the city and outside the city, and the accomplice Luo Gang was wiped out overnight, but there are still some scattered cao soldiers who are still missing, and Liu Yun is still missing.

Wang Shu, as Minister of the Ministry of War, temporarily took over the affairs of the Water Transport Commander, and he was too busy with this mess at his age.

Little Wan Xing was taken over from Baima Town. After all, the mute didn't survive the catastrophe and passed away. The six-year-old Wan Xing became an orphan completely.

Seeing the little girl who was crying like a ball of mud, Yan's heart ached unspeakably. After asking Su Ya's opinion, she left Wan Xing behind and coaxed her carefully every day, hoping that the little girl would forget about the funeral as soon as possible. dear pain.

Liu Sandian and Zhang Shenmu thought that the Caodu Mansion’s family had a big business, and they dared to ask for any valuable medicinal materials. So many good medicines were naturally used on Su Ya, but within three or four days, her wounds had scabbed over, and she was well-raised. Very good.

Su Ya honestly drank medicine to heal his wounds every day, went to sleep when he was sleepy, went to accompany Shen Huai when he woke up, fed him medicine, and whispered in his ear.

It was almost noon this day, the sun was very good, the sunlight shone into the room through the window sills, projecting carved shapes in front of the couch, delicate floating dust floated in the beam of flower shadow light.

Su Ya sat in front of the couch with a small twig, just like a one-armed dragon, carefully and dexterously applying medicine to the wound on Shen Huai's hand with one hand, thinking that he was born to go through life and death, and ate so much medicine Bitterness makes my heart sore.

"Don't be stupid for me in the future. I will feel sorry for you when you get hurt."

Su Ya muttered in a low voice habitually, but her fingers were loosely held.

She thought it was her own illusion, but she saw his thumb lightly moving and caressing her hand.

"you're awake!"

Su Ya raised her head in surprise, and looked into the two deep pools.

Shen Huai looked at her deeply, his eyes were like water, and he traced her outline with infinite nostalgia. After gathering strength for a long time, his Adam's apple finally moved slightly, and he said dryly: "Ya'er..."

"Yeah, I'm here!" His voice was hoarse, like a piece of wood being rubbed by gravel, it was very unpleasant, but Su Ya wept with joy, blinking away the tears, "I'll call Uncle Liu."

She was about to get up, but Shen Huai's fingers wrapped around her hand, without any strength, but she showed her intention to keep her.

"What's wrong?" Su Ya leaned forward and asked with concern, "Is there any discomfort?"

"Su Ya," he called her name, "...I had a dream."

"Dream? You have slept for so long, isn't that a very long dream?"

"Well, it's very long. It looks like I lived my whole life in a dream."

"Then what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed—" Shen Huai wrapped Su Ya's hand tighter, with endless affection and vicissitudes rolling in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I dreamed that I was on the same boat with you in my previous life."

"Crossing the same boat?" Su Ya laughed at him softly, "The previous life in the dream has only cultivated fate for ten years, it's too short and not enough."

"Well, it's too short, not enough." Shen Huai's pupils contained her figure, "I want a fate of a hundred years or a thousand years, but it's not enough in my dreams."

Su Ya slowly withdrew her smile. Usually, the two of them would talk sticky love words, but she was sure that she had never heard him express such restraint and passion in a sentence like this one.

Thinking of the teardrop in the corner of his eye, Su Ya's heart felt hot. She also felt that it was not enough, the same boat was not enough, the same island was not enough, a moment was not enough, half a year was not enough.

If he can bring the dead back to life, she and her mother can certainly do the same.

This life is already very different from the previous life.

"Fool," she said with a tearful smile, "How can you count the things in your dreams?"

(End of this chapter)