Young wife Li, she won again

Chapter 440 Death Breath
This feeling is very strange, she has lived in the Dream Mansion for so long, and she has never encountered it before!
Walking to the door of the bedroom, Su Qingyue stopped in her tracks.

She suddenly remembered one thing. Not long ago, Madam fell ill, and the situation was so critical that everyone thought she would not be able to survive.

Prior to this, both Chinese and Western medicine had asserted that her heart had reached its limit and her body could no longer function normally.

But not only did she recover quickly, but she was even more energetic than before!
Could this bone-chilling icy air have anything to do with that incident?
Su Qingyue hesitated for a while before raising her hand to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Madam asked cautiously.

"Ma'am, it's me, Su Qingyue. I heard that you came here from Yanjing today, so I wanted to come and have a look. If you've already fallen asleep, I won't bother you..." Su Qingyue said.

"Wait!" Madam called her.

"Do you have any orders, ma'am?"

"No, where is Chen Feng? Are you back?"

"Not yet, according to the steward, it will take at least an hour."

The room fell silent again, and just when Su Qingyue was about to leave, she spoke again.

"Qingyue, come in."

Her voice was weak and trembling, it didn't sound like a healthy state.

Su Qingyue hesitated for a while, pushed the door open and entered, and the cold air came immediately.

There was only one decorative wall lamp on in the bedroom, so it was dimly lit.

Madam was sitting on the sofa at this time, her whole body was huddled together, and it seemed that she was not in a good condition.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to ask the doctor to come and have a look!" Su Qingyue asked.

"No, no need!" Madam quickly refused.

Su Qingyue closed the door with her backhand, and walked over cautiously.

Madam raised her head, under the orange light, her face was as pale as paper!
Her lips parted slightly, as if she was in great pain, but she couldn't speak.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?" Su Qingyue asked.

"Qingyue...kill me, okay?" She said with difficulty.

"Are you kidding me?" She backed away quietly.

"Don't go, I'm sober and know what I'm talking about!" Madam Ken begged.

"But I don't understand..."

"Since my physical recovery, my consciousness has been muddled every day, and I feel that I am always on the verge of collapse. I don't know what's wrong with me, and I don't know what will happen next, especially at night, the whole person is in a trance. Couldn't wake up from a nightmare. I've seen a therapist, but they all said I was just too tense and just needed to rest and relax. Nope, I'm not right now...and in so much pain!"

"Don't worry, speak slowly, what's wrong?" Su Qingyue said softly.

"My eyes can't see the color, my ears can't hear the sound, and my mouth can't taste the taste of food! The faces I see are all distorted, and I can only distinguish the identity of the other party from the vaguely familiar features! Just like we are talking now, I can only observe your lip shape, combined with those rumbling echoes, to judge what you have said!" Madam said.

"Do you think everyone is like this, or do you have a special partner?" Su Qingyue asked.

"Everyone is like this, including my husband and son! I know it's hard for ordinary people to understand these things, and they even think I'm crazy, but Qingyue, the world I'm experiencing is so terrifying! I really can't live a day It's gone!" Madam said in pain, holding her head.

"Even so, madam, don't have any suicidal thoughts, only if you are alive can you hope to find a solution."

"No, there is no way. I have a hunch that I will be like this for the rest of my life... Actually, I tried to commit suicide before I came to Qincheng, but guess what happened?"

She looked at Su Qingyue in confusion, with a wry smile on her face.

"You can't die, no matter how you hurt yourself, you will recover the next day, right?" Su Qingyue said softly.

"Qingyue, you really know! That's right, that's it, why? Can you tell me the reason?" Madam grabbed her hand excitedly.

"Don't worry, there will be a solution, but it will take time." Su Qingyue said.

"Can I really be saved? Can I really be like before?" Madam asked.

"You should be tired, right? Why don't you rest early, and I'll think of a way." Su Qingyue avoided speaking to him.

Under Su Qingyue's comfort, Madam finally lay down on the bed.

She grabbed Su Qingyue's hand, as if she was drifting in the vast ocean and caught a straw.

"Qingyue, Chenfeng is busy every day, so it must be very hard... Can you keep this matter a secret for me?"

"Okay, you go to sleep!"

She lightly patted his wife on the shoulder and hummed the foreign tunes she had learned two years ago.

Su Qingyue's voice was soft, and her singing was melodious and melodious. Madam felt as if there was a breeze blowing on her face, and she closed her eyes unconsciously.

After confirming that she was asleep, Su Qingyue just stopped. She stretched out her finger and gently placed it on Madam's forehead...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the cry of Chang Feng suddenly sounded outside the window.

Su Qingyue walked over and pushed the glass window open to let it in.

"You also sensed the breath of death, didn't you?" Su Qingyue asked.

"Aw—" the orange cat nodded.

"Don't go anywhere tonight, just stay in this room." Su Qingyue said.

The orange cat squatted on the table, staring at the person on the bed seriously.

Hearing footsteps outside, Su Qingyue hurried out and closed the door by the way.

Li Chenfeng was surprised to see her, and at the same time a little pleasantly surprised.

"What are you doing in mother's room? What did you two whisper behind my back?" He laughed.

"It's just some commonplace words, Madam is already asleep, don't bother her in the past." Su Qingyue said.

Judging by his appearance, he was obviously also kept in the dark.

Madam's situation is very pessimistic...

At night, Su Qingyue tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

After Li Chenfeng noticed it, he put his arms around her waist.

"I don't sleep well in the middle of the night, what are you thinking?"

"Madame's illness..."

"Isn't it already healed? I didn't expect that you cared more about her than me." Li Chenfeng said.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, and the two looked quite intimate.

"I'm a little curious, who was the one who treated her back then." Su Qingyue asked.

"I remember telling you that my father was also in a hurry to go to the doctor. He was recommended by the villagers to find that expert. He said that he had seen him treat the dead with his own eyes, so he invited him back to Yanjing. This person is also an expert. Unpredictable, after healed his mother, he left in a huff, and there has been no news since then. My mother also tried to find it, but all failed." Li Chenfeng said.

"Can you ask someone to inquire again?" Su Qingyue said.

"What's wrong?" Li Chenfeng was confused.

"You know, I have gained a lot of experience from Mrs. Xu, so I am very interested in this matter." Su Qingyue did not tell the truth.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to ask about it tomorrow." Li Chenfeng responded.

(End of this chapter)