He is delusional

Chapter 806

At three o'clock in the morning, Nanyin finally compromised after countless failed attempts to fall asleep, opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling for a while in the dark, then gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There is only one bed in the room, Gu Heng gave it to Nan Yin, and made it on the sofa.Nan Yin glanced at him, he was soundly asleep.

She put on her coat, opened the cabinet slowly, without making a sound, found the medicine box on the bottom floor, and left the room with her.

At this time, the villa was very quiet, except for the ticking sound of the antique wall clock in the living room, the wall lamp on the stairs was dim, and Nanyin went down to the first floor and walked to the ancestral hall.

She tried to push the door, but the door was unlocked and slowly opened to both sides.

In the middle of the ancestral hall is a trapezoidal step, where the ancestral tablets are enshrined, and the tributes and incense burners are placed on the bottom floor, and candles are burning on the left and right sides. By the light of the candles, Nanyin saw Gu Jiu lying on two futons.

Jincheng had already entered winter, and the temperature at night was below zero. Because the ancestral hall was too empty, it was as cold as ice, and Gu Jiu didn't even have a coat on him.

If a good person sleeps like this for one night, he will catch a cold and have a fever when he wakes up in the morning, not to mention his body is still injured, he might not be able to make it through, Mr. Gu really doesn't want this son.

Nanyin pursed her lower lip, walked in, closed the door again, squatted beside Gu Jiu, touched his forehead first, but she didn't have a fever, she wanted to withdraw her hand, and looked at his back, when her wrist was suddenly clenched live.

Nan Yin lowered her head, Gu Jiu's smiling eyes were full of warmth from the candlelight, and she was a little proud: "I knew it, you would come to see me."

"How's your injury?" He had a sweater coat on his body, and the injury could not be seen.

Gu Jiu didn't hold back: "It hurts like hell."

Nan Yin said expressionlessly: "This kind of feudal remnant should have been arrested and educated by the police after a call to the police. In what age, they still practice lynching."

Gu Jiu couldn't help but laugh, but his expression became distorted after he laughed twice, and he slowly took a breath: "Are you trying to get angry at the crown and become a blue face, and you don't hesitate to offend the whole family for me?"

Nanyin ignored his gag, and withdrew her hand, opened the medicine box to look for trauma medicine.

Gu Jiu leaned back on the futon, his voice was a bit hoarse, but the tone was still casual: "Such a big family, with intricate relationship chains and benefit chains, if there is no set of rules that everyone obeys, it would have become a mess."

Nanyin didn't want to hear this, and couldn't find a suitable medicine, so she frowned a little annoyedly: "Should I go to the hospital?"

Gu Jiu took a look into the medicine box: "Just sprinkle some Yunnan Baiyao. I've been here until morning, and everyone sees how miserable I am. Maybe this will be the end of the story, or else my beating would be for nothing."

He said it lightly, as if it was really just a trivial matter.

"Of course, the main thing is that you, the 'victim', are willing to forgive me. I guess my mother will go to you at dawn and ask you to intercede for me. Don't agree. The whole scene will be done—I get hit on the front foot, and you get hit on the back foot. Just say forget it, a fool can't see that we have negotiated."

"The second, third and fourth aunts should also come to you. You wait until they all go to persuade you, and then reluctantly agree. It looks like you have been kidnapped by morality, so it's more real."

Nan Yin was silent: "Take off your clothes."

"Help me," Gu Jiu sighed, "I probably won't be able to make such large movements."

"..."

Nan Yin went to take off his coat first, although she didn't know how he was injured, she still unconsciously lightened her hands, even so, she still heard Gu Jiuyin's gasping sound.

Her hands softened, and she glanced at him. Even the orange candlelight couldn't hide his pale face. In this weather, sweat broke out on his forehead, which showed that his situation was far less relaxed than his tone.

(End of this chapter)