Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 27 Consolation
This was the first time Xie Zhiyun had seen such a bloody scene, but she couldn't care less about being afraid. She was full of the young brother on the sick bed.

Xie Zhixing has never had a serious illness since he was a child, he has always been healthy and healthy, except for being a little stubborn, he never made people bother.

But at this moment, he was hurt like this.

Xie Zhijun's heart was so painful that it was about to burst, and the tears couldn't stop rolling down. She tried her best to keep her blurred eyes open, looking at the scene and everything in front of her.

Those two old doctors from Huichuntang were obviously veterans, even so, they seemed helpless in the face of such trauma.

The two of them didn't dare to touch Xie Zhixing's legs, so they could only quickly give him an injection to slow down his bleeding.

Seeing himself letting go of the ears of wheat in the dream, Xie Zhiyun turned to ask the two doctors, "How is Ah Xing?"

The old doctor sighed, looked at Xie Zhijun, and said in a low voice: "Not too good, Mrs. Xie, be prepared, the old man has already used the Rejuvenation Pill for Young Master Xie, and there is a [-]% chance that he can survive these few days." Days, but even if you get over it, these legs... will be useless."

When Xie Zhijun heard this in his dream, he sat slumped on the ground, not even tears falling from his eyes.

She couldn't cry anymore.

But at this moment, Xie Zhiyun wanted to get closer, and she was heartbroken. She wanted to take a closer look at Xie Zhixing's wound, and wanted to ask Mai Sui where Xie Zhixing happened, and why he had an accident.

But as soon as she approached, a huge momentum came towards her, blasting her out of Liushang Tower.

The next moment, Xie Zhijun sat up suddenly, her heart was beating like a bone, she was covered in cold sweat, her forehead was wet and cold, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

The room was dark, Xie Zhijun couldn't see anything, he could only feel the hot body around him.

That is Wei Ji.

Xie Zhiyun only felt her fingertips tremble. She rubbed Wei Ji's arm repeatedly, and finally found Wei Ji's hand along the direction of the arm.

In the darkness, Xie Zhijun closed his eyes in pain, but wanted to find a pair of warm hands.

She pressed her hand into Wei Ji's palm, letting his generous and warm hand warm her heart and bring back all her sanity.

Pain and panic can't solve any problems. Only by working hard to solve them and overcoming one hurdle after another can we be completely freed from these repeated nightmares.

Xie Zhijun took a deep breath, she subconsciously withdrew her fingers, but Wei Ji's hand was like a greedy poisonous snake, entangled her instead.

Xie Zhijun turned his head abruptly, and vaguely found Wei Ji's bright eyes in the darkness.

"you're awake?"

As soon as Xie Zhiyun opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and extremely unpleasant.

Wei Ji looked at her quietly, then sat up, and went to touch the fire fold beside the pillow.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ji asked her.

To Xie Zhiyun's surprise, his voice was as clear and deep as usual, and his words were clear, without any ambiguity after being drunk.

But at this moment, Xie Zhiyun had no time to look around.

She hesitated for a moment, thinking of Wei Ji's riding and archery all year round, and his superb riding skills, she thought for a while and asked, "Little Lord, under what circumstances would you break both legs while riding a horse?"

When she asked this question, Xie Zhiyun felt a pain in her heart again, and she couldn't help shivering with a chill down her spine.

"Don't light the lamp," Xie Zhiyun said hoarsely, "I'm afraid."

Wei Ji held her hand lightly, squeezed her cold hand in the palm of his hand, then he put down the fire bag, got up, took the robe and put it on Xie Zhijun's shoulders.

Sitting next to her, Wei Ji was as tall as a mountain, resisting the inexplicable chill on Xie Zhiyun's body.

"Why do you ask madame like that, you..." Wei Ji thought about it and asked, "Have you had a nightmare?"

Xie Zhiyun was not surprised by his keenness, and she didn't hide it, saying: "Well, I had a terrible nightmare."

Maybe the scene in the dream was too intrusive, or maybe it was Xie Zhixing's unknowing appearance that made people collapse. For the first time in his life, Xie Zhijun wanted to rely on an outsider.

What's more, she wanted to tell him about the dream and ask him what he thought.

For riding skills, falling off a horse, and falling, Wei Ji must be more knowledgeable than her, she would be stupid to leave Wei Ji alone.

Xie Zhiyun thought for a while, and said, "Shall I tell my little father-in-law about my dream?"

Wei Ji hummed, he patted Xie Zhijun's shoulder reassuringly, got up and put the teapot on the tea stove, and fumbled to blow on the charcoal fire in the tea stove.

"Tell me, I'll listen." Wei Ji paused, turned to look at her, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In just a few words, Xie Zhijun felt that the cold was going away with the wind, and as the tea in the tea stove boiled slowly, Xie Zhijun finally calmed down.

"I dreamed that a servant came to report that Ah Xing broke his legs while riding a horse, and then I immediately appeared at home and saw the broken leg... Ah Xing."

Xie Zhijun's voice was difficult, and the pain was unbearable.

Wei Ji didn't understand that those might not be nightmares, but the future that will appear soon.

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help wrapping her robe tightly, she was like a little rabbit afraid of the wind and snow, curled up in her little den with red eyes.

At this time, Wei Ji took a cup of hot tea and returned to the bedside.

He put the teacup in Xie Zhijun's hand, then sat beside her, listening to her quietly.

Xie Zhiyun let out a long sigh of relief as his hands warmed up.

"I saw... I saw that Ah Xing's face was pale, his legs were broken at the knees, twisted on both sides of his body, and there were mottled bloodstains on his legs, especially his knees, which were bloody and bloody."

Xie Zhiyun spoke with great difficulty, her voice became more and more dry, but she still managed to finish speaking.

Hearing this, Wei Ji suddenly said, "Have some tea."

Xie Zhijun listened and moved a little. She unconsciously picked up the teacup and drank the warm tea into her mouth.

When the Biluochun tea was drained, Xie Zhijun realized that tears were streaming down his face.

She froze for a moment, didn't look for the handkerchief, and wiped her face with her sleeve.

"Really," Xie Zhiyun choked up and laughed at herself, "Why did I cry from fright?"

But before her sleeve touched her cheek, Wei Ji's handkerchief was handed over.

This time, he didn't put the veil in her hand, he held it in his own hand, and wiped off the tears on her face accurately.

For some reason, the depression in Xie Zhiyun's heart dissipated a little.

Wei Ji wiped her face clean, then threw the handkerchief back on the table.

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help being distracted.

"You... can see clearly?"

Wei Ji laughed in a low voice: "I was specially taught by my father when I was young. I often marched at night and raided in the middle of the night. I must learn the ability of night vision."

Xie Zhijun paused, lowered his eyes and asked, "What do you think?"

Wei Ji pondered for a moment, and said: "What you described is too vague, but if his legs were bent like that, he must not simply fall off the horse. The horse he was riding must have been frightened and galloped away, and when he fell off the horse happened to be Kneeling on the ground, I broke my leg."

"Ma'am," Wei Ji stared at her in the dark, "It was just a nightmare. When you wake up, it's over."

"Don't be afraid."

(End of this chapter)