General doctor's wife

Chapter 330

Fu Jia turned his head vigorously, as if trying to see everyone in the room clearly.

Her eyes gradually lost focus, and only her slightly trembling fingers showed that she was still there.

In just a quarter of an hour, Chen Zhixiu's hair turned a little gray.

Mr. Beichen sighed again, and said to Qin Ranran, "Give the princess two pills."

Qin Ranran suddenly came back to her senses, and anxiously wanted to pour out two pills, but the more impatient she was, the more she couldn't pour them out.

She was sweating profusely from anxiety. Seeing this, Lu Jiu was afraid that something might happen to her, so she quickly took it, poured out the pill, and handed it to Chen Zhixiu.

Chen Zhixiu took the pill in his hand and carefully put it into Fu Jia's mouth.

After about a cup of tea, Fu Jia finally woke up.

Her complexion became much rosier, and her eyes became lively again.

Chen Zhixiu was pleasantly surprised, and murmured, "Fujia, Fujia, are you feeling better?"

The rest of the people turned their heads away, they could all see that Fu Jia was just looking back.

Qin Ranran subconsciously took the medicine bottle, put it up to her nose and sniffed it.

The strong smell of wild ginseng penetrated into her nose instantly, making her heart sink suddenly.

This is clearly the wild ginseng big tonifying pill for hanging life!
Qin Ranran's face was pale, she took a few steps back, and leaned weakly on Lu Jiu's body.

Lu Jiu also made her turn pale with fright, and asked if there was anything wrong.

Fu Jia seemed to be startled by the movement here, she turned to look at Qin Ranran: "What's wrong with you?"

Her expression was as usual, with innocence and indulgence.

Qin Ranran squeezed her palm hard, shook her head and said, "It's okay, I accidentally tripped myself."

Fu Jia smiled at her, that smile was beautiful but simple, like a foxtail lily blooming in the sky: "You have to be careful, you are pregnant."

Fu Jia also seemed to feel the passing of her own life. She looked at the two glutinous rice dumplings beside her with nostalgia, and said to Mrs. Cheng Engong, "Auntie, these two children have to be entrusted to you."

Mrs. Cheng Engong shook her head: "I won't let you take care of it, you can take care of it yourself."

Fu Jia reached out and touched his son's small face, and then said: "If I can persevere, I will naturally take care of it myself. If I can't, then I will trouble my aunt to help Brother Axiu take care of it."

Chen Zhixiu let out a low whimper: "Fujia, if you're not here, what's the point of me being alive?"

"Auntie, promise me."

Fu Jia reached out to grab the sleeve of Mrs. Cheng Engong who was standing beside her, and acted like a baby at her as if she wanted something when she was a child.

Mrs. Cheng Engong couldn't bear it any longer, tears immediately fell down.

"I'll help you take care of it for a while, you need to get better soon."

Fu Jia nodded at her, then reached out to Qin Ranran and said, "Ranran, I actually envy you very much. You are so free, you can go wherever you want, and I don't even go to the capital. been out."

Qin Ranran took a few steps forward and held her hand: "Then get better soon, I'll take you to Suzhou, I'll take you to see the desert, I'll take you to eat roasted lamb..."

Fu Jia listened to Qin Ranran's words, smiled and held her hand back: "If there is an afterlife, I hope we are really good sisters."

"Fujia, don't talk nonsense. We are good sisters in this life." Qin Ranran interrupted her, "Get better soon, and I will take you there right away."

Fu Jia took Qin Ranran's hand and slowly released it: "But I don't have the strength anymore, you see, I can't even hold your hand anymore."

Fu Jia looked at his fair and slender fingers, and then gently placed his hand on Chen Zhixiu's: "I envy others, but I don't envy others either. I have Brother Ashi to accompany me."

"It is said that children are the treasures of parents, but how could the emperor father and the empress leave me and my brother so cruelly?"

"But when I think about me and Brother Axiu, I can understand what the queen mother thinks."

"Brother Axiu, you promised me that you will properly raise our son to grow up, and help our younger brother to become a qualified emperor."

"I really feel so tired. I only wish that in the next life, I will not be reborn in the emperor's house, nor will I be the emperor's daughter..."

"I only wish to be reborn, my parents are just ordinary people."

"May my father not be reborn in the emperor's family... may my mother not be reborn in the emperor's family... may I not be reborn in the emperor's family..."

After saying these words, Fu Jia's strength seemed to have been completely drained, her hands were hanging powerlessly on the bed, and her eyes began to become lax.

Seeing her appearance, Qin Ranran's voice became tense.

"Where's the medicine? Where's the medicine?" Lu Jiu hurriedly opened the porcelain bottle, poured out the pills, and was about to send them to Fu Jia's mouth.

But in vain.

"Master, master, do you still have medicine? Why is this useless?"

After listening to Qin Ranran's words, Chen Zhixiu also turned around and looked at Mr. Beichen with expectant eyes.

Mr. Beichen sighed: "If this medicine can't save me, then I really have no way to recover."

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do."

Qin Ranran's face was pale, and her fingers unconsciously pinched into Lu Jiu's arm.

And Lu Jiu didn't seem to feel it, and let her pinch hard.

"Ah Jiu, my stomach hurts."

Qin Ranran's body trembled suddenly, and she said to Ah Jiu who was beside her in a low voice.

In Lu Jiu's eyes, Qin Ranran's safety was higher than that of everyone else.

She immediately exclaimed: "Mr. Beichen, Madam said she has a stomachache, please show her quickly."

Mr. Beichen was also shocked, so he asked Lu Jiu to help Qin Ranran sit down on the Xiudun outside and began to diagnose the pulse and perform acupuncture.

Fu Jia's strength became weaker and weaker, and her breathing became weaker and weaker. Qin Ranran outside also let out a low cry of pain.

Mrs. Cheng Engong is like a headless fly, she doesn't know which side she should look at first.

In the end, it was Song Wenyun who held his mother's hand: "Mother, I'm going to see Ran Ran, you stay here with my cousin."

Mrs. Cheng Engong looked at her little daughter with a resolute expression, and then at her niece who was lying on the bed in a deep coma, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"God, what did they do to ask you to punish this family like this!"

Fujia's breathing gradually stopped.

Chen Zhixiu's sobbing also gradually stopped.

He got up and looked at Fu Jia, who was pale but as peaceful as sleeping, and said in a low voice, "Fu Jia loves beauty the most. She must not like her in this way."

After all, he took out Fu Jia's favorite jewelry on weekdays, and helped her dress up bit by bit.

The glutinous rice dumpling lying next to Fu Jia seemed to feel the disappearance of his mother's breath, and cried loudly.

When Chen Zhixiu helped Fu Jia put on the jewelry one by one, everyone could only see that in this short moment, his hair was as white as snow.

　As I write this, my heart is also very heavy, and my nose will become sore as I write.

　　But I think that not wanting to face all this is the way that the pampered and naive Fu Jia will choose.

　　She is just a spoiled child, how can she face the incomplete family, the lost family, and even the mountains and rivers that are about to be broken.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)