Chapter 616 Mo Ming's Distress

After a while, Yu Qingfan brought blood ginseng. As expected of an official, this blood ginseng is a high-end tonic in stock.

Gu Qingya picked two small ones, and went to the kitchen.

The stove had already been turned on. After Gu Qingya cut the ginseng into slices, he added two bowls of boiling water, and then poured a small half cup of spiritual spring water.

Mo Susu saw that she had added spiritual spring water to the medicine, and was a little surprised: "It's serious?"

Gu Qingya nodded: "It's very serious, the wrist cutting caused a lot of blood loss, and the will to survive is weak."

Mo Susu knew that this sister had a good heart, and she wanted to take the initiative to undertake some tasks for her: "I'll do it here, and you can go over there to do your work."

The woman is still in a coma, and she really has to live her life.

I told Mo Suying to pay attention to the heat, and told her to boil the medicine into half a bowl of water and then turn off the fire, so she went back into the house.

Gu Qingya is only half a southerner, and she lived in the north since she was a child. She likes the kang very much - it is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Back in the house, Gu Qingya took out the golden needles and carefully pricked several large acupuncture points.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, looking at the woman on the kang whose face was translucently pale, her hair was starting to turn gray, and her body was full of lifelessness, Gu Qingya suddenly felt an inexplicable distress in her heart.

The wound on the wrist looks like self-mutilation. It is impossible to do this without courage or despair.

What kind of courage made her not want to live so much?

Is it the blow of the man, or the unfilial piety of the children?

Women in ancient times had no career, only family, and Gu Qingya could only guess these two reasons.

Just now that man heard that he was the woman's son, from his anxious face, his attitude of not hesitating to make a move, and his slightly honest expression, Gu Qingya felt in his bones that it was not the reason.

Not for this reason, then only for that reason.

poor woman...

From the inner room to the outer room, Mrs. Yu, Yu Qingfan, and Gu Changli were drinking tea silently.

The early peaches and loquats on the table are old trees left by the original landlord. Originally, the fruits from the south of the Yangtze River were difficult to survive in the north.

I don't know if it's because it is close to the spiritual spring and the water and soil are good. They not only survived, but also produced big and sweet fruits.

Although the fruit is not much, but it is fruitful.

Already used to the weirdness of this world, Gu Qingya is no stranger to it.

She even planned to ask Chen Shiquan to go to the suburbs to dig some fruit trees of various colors when the world was at peace. It would be best to have fruits all year round.

Thinking of fruits, Gu Qingya's mind resurfaced the scene that Qiu Mingyuan always went home with bags of wild fruits from the mountains.

A slight pain in my heart: I don't know where he is, whether he also went to the battlefield.

There are guests at home, so it is not suitable for missing.

Seeing that the three of them were sitting without touching the fruit on the table, Gu Qingya sat down with worried expressions on their faces.

"Old lady, these are the fruits grown in the yard. These trees were dying, but after I wrapped their roots, they still bear fruit. Come, try it."

It is true that these two kinds of fruits are hard to find in the capital, and there are not many backyards of big families planting this kind of Jiangnan fruit trees, but some of them are at most just for fun and elegance, and there are really not many results.

If this was done normally, the old lady would definitely find it rare, but this time she really didn't have the mood to pay attention to it.

After being told by Gu Qingya, Mrs. Yu only paid attention.

Taking a bite of Gu Qingya's peeled loquat, she was extremely surprised: "It's so sweet! There are many loquat trees in the backyard of Xiangcheng's mansion, but this is the first time I've eaten such a sweet loquat."

Yu Qingfan also reached out and took one, bit it carefully and nodded, and handed one to his cousin: "Taste it, it's really sweet, my sister is capable, even planting a fruit is better than eating it." Others are sweet."

With such a flattering compliment, in an instant, Lu Qingya was praised with a black line: Am I so good?

Gu Changli was concerned about his mother's illness, so he didn't pay close attention to his savior.

At this moment, he looked at his head, slightly startled in his heart.

Although the expression of the woman in front of her was as light as a chrysanthemum, her eyes were soft and tender.

Hibiscus face, willow waist, muscles and bones like snow, eyes misty... If it wasn't for a simple woman's hair combed, Gu Changli couldn't believe that the woman in front of him would be the mother of a child.

Even in Gu Changli's eyes, the one in front of him should not be a few years older than his daughter.

It's just the shape of the face and the facial features that made him twist in his mind: Why are they so familiar, as if he's seen them somewhere before?
"Cousin Oak..."

Gu Changli was woken up by Yu Qingfan, and suddenly blushed: He is a foreigner, so it is really impolite to look at a woman like this!
"cousin…"

Seeing his cousin staring at his step-sister, Yu Qingfan felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He knew that she was only his righteous sister, and would always be his little sister.

But Yu Qingfan knew very well that he didn't like the way his cousin looked at his sister-in-law: the kind of eyes that only men have when they appreciate women.

Gu Qingya didn't notice Gu Changli's gaffe at all. At this moment, she was sitting beside the old lady, listening softly to the old lady's story about the patient.

The patient's surname is Jiang, and he is a family member of an adult surnamed Gu in the current court, and the only daughter of Mrs. Yu's biological sister.

It is said that Mrs. Gu has been married to the Gu family since she was 16 years old, and it has been 26 years.

The man next to him named Gu Changli is her only son and the eldest son of the Gu family. He is 24 this year.

The Gu family and the Jiang family were originally a well-matched family of officials. Unfortunately, 18 years ago, the Gu family was implicated in the matter of the Prince of Chaozhongli and was imprisoned. This Mrs. Gu had another accident on the way to exile. Crazy.

It is said that Mrs. Gu loves her daughter very much. Although the life on the way to exile was very hard, but with the comfort of her daughter, she always had a smile on her face.However, during the escape, her daughter was accidentally lost. When Mrs. Gu woke up and found that her daughter was gone, her old illness relapsed instantly.

In the days of exile, he was originally a prisoner, and he could not be healed if he was sick.

Three years later, the Gu family rebelled, but it was a pity that the best period for treatment was missed. Mrs. Gu's illness went from good to bad, and in the past few years because she missed her daughter, her condition became more and more serious.

Yesterday, someone who stimulated her had another attack, this time the attack was worse than before, and she even hurt herself.

In this era of incomplete laws and no democratic rights, personal protection is so helpless.

After hearing what happened to Mrs. Gu, Gu Qingya felt a little pain in her heart.

In this cheating age, how many innocent people have been implicated in the battle for superiority.

When Gu Qingya was sighing in her heart, suddenly Gu Changli asked her: "Mr. Chen, may I ask you, where is your ancestral home? How old are you?"

In an instant, not only Gu Qingya was puzzled, but also Old Furen Yu and Yu Qingfan were also puzzled.

Could it be that, to see a doctor, you have to ask the doctor's ancestral home and age?
(End of this chapter)

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