Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu didn't like this old lady already, and now he disdains it even more.

"Can I see the patient?" Song Qingzhu didn't even say hello, but asked Yuan Song lazily.

With such an arrogant attitude, the old lady's face became gloomy again, but if she could really cure Sui Ye, thinking so, she gave Yuan Song a look to take her upstairs.

Until Song Qingzhu's back disappeared around the corner, she whispered to the servant: "Look at them, don't hurt my grandson!"

in the room.

Song Qingzhu carefully inspected Gu Suiye's situation, and Yuan Song watched nervously. After a long time, Song Qingzhu's slightly tight eyebrows relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair beside her.

Yuan Song hurriedly asked her, "How is it?"

Song Qingzhu shook his head slightly, biting his bright red lips thoughtfully, Yuan Song saw her brows tightened and loosened, and couldn't figure out what she meant.

Holding a glimmer of hope, she tentatively asked, "Is it possible to wake up?"

Song Qingzhu raised his eyes, "He suffered from intracranial congestion caused by hitting his head, that's why he fell into a coma. If he wants to wake up, it's not impossible, but I can't guarantee you that he will be able to wake up."

As long as there is hope!
An excited smile appeared on Yuan Song's face, and he asked anxiously, "Then what can I do? What do I need to do?"

Song Qingzhu frowned, glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, and leaned on the chair slightly to look at her, "If he really wakes up, have you thought about how to deal with it, maybe it will push you into a more difficult situation."

Yuan Song understands that everything will be unknown at that time.

But after all, it is a human life.

Now that she has made up her mind, Song Qingzhu will naturally try her best to help her. Gu Suiye's current situation needs to be treated with traditional Chinese medicine.

Song Qingzhu prescribed the medicine, and the old lady hurriedly sent someone to get the medicine.

In order to keep an eye on his condition, Song Qingzhu temporarily stayed at Gu's house for a few days. Two days ago, his condition was fairly stable, but Gu Suiye still showed no sign of waking up.

Everyone was full of expectations from the beginning, but later began to doubt Song Qingzhu's ability.

Yuan Song knocked on the door of the guest room, Song Qingzhu opened the door, leaning on the door frame with folded arms, looking at her with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made things difficult for you." Yuan Song apologized, "You told me a long time ago that he might not wake up, but the old lady and the others are holding that you will surely cure him. So now it's inevitable..."

"Do you think I care?" Song Qingzhu chuckled lightly, very calmly, "I have done my best and have a clear conscience. As for what others think, I never care."

Yuan Song breathed a sigh of relief, "I was still worried that you would be unhappy."

Before the words were finished, suddenly there was a scream from the next room!
The two looked at each other in surprise, and immediately walked in that direction.

In the room, the medicine bowl was shattered all over the floor, and the servants screamed one after another, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"What happened?"

Yuan Song rushed up to ask, and at the same time, the old lady had already staggered in with a cane.

A glint of sternness flashed in the servant's eyes, and he pushed Yuan Song away viciously, Yuan Song slipped and fell to the ground!
"Hiss~" Pain ran through his body in an instant.

The shattered bowl pierced her palm, slid her ankle, and blood gushed out.

Yuan Song didn't care about his injury, and looked up in surprise. The servant pointed to Gu Suiye who was sleeping on the bed, and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Old lady, look quickly, the young master is poisoned!"

The old lady immediately threw away her crutches and flung herself to the side of the bed, holding Gu Suiye and crying in fear, "Suiye, don't scare grandma!"

Song Qingzhu stepped forward to check with a calm face, and found that Gu Suiye's whole body was black and red. Before she could observe further, the servant had already pointed at her and started to frame her: "They conspired to kill the young master!"

As soon as the words came out, the old lady shot her cold eyes back like knives, and shouted angrily: "Catch them!"

Several servants rushed in and immediately controlled Song Qingzhu and Yuan Song!
"Let me go!" Song Qingzhu struggled a few times, gritted his teeth and stared at the old lady, "Why did you arrest me?"

The old lady wiped away her tears, got up and walked over, the hatred in her eyes was overwhelming, her wrinkled face was tense, trembling uncontrollably because of anger.

Seeing this, the servant rushed over and said sharply: "You want to poison the young master to death, why do you ask?!"

"we do not have!"

Yuan Song wanted to explain, but a few servants grabbed his arm. The wound on his wrist was pulled just now, blood stained his clothes all over.

Song Qingzhu saw it, and frowned and shouted: "She hurt an artery, if she doesn't deal with it in time, she will die!"

Unexpectedly, the servant smiled viciously, grabbed Yuan Song's hair and threw her on the floor, and then stepped on her wrist on the bowl.

"Your life is more important than the young master's life?"

The servant quietly took a look at the old lady's expression, seeing that she didn't stop her, and even more aggressively kicked her feet hard, wishing she could break Yuan Song's hand!
Yuan Song cried out in pain, Song Qingzhu couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted angrily, "Let her go!"

But the servant not only didn't let go, but also provocatively put more force in his mouth, saying incendiary words: "You are only slightly injured, but the young master's life is about to die, even if it takes your life, I won't be relieved!"

"Old lady!" Song Qingzhu stared at old lady Gu, the red blood in his eyes was about to burst, "We have no intention of harming Gu Suiye!"

"How dare you say that you don't have one?" The old lady doesn't believe a word now, she even has the heart to kill them, "Look at my grandson now! How dare you say it was not a good thing you did!"

Song Qingzhu didn't know what happened, the traditional Chinese medicine formula she gave couldn't have caused such a situation!

She tried her best to keep herself calm, "Old lady, instead of venting your anger on us now, let me see the situation of Gu Suiye first!"

"Old lady, you can't listen to her!" The servant hurried forward and bewitched, "Who knows if she will directly kill her?"

The old lady looked back at Gu Suiye, but now...

The servant saw her worry, and leaned into her ear and said, "Master, there is still hope. My hometown has a folk remedy for this disease."

The old lady looked at her dubiously, and the servant looked confident, and then said: "The young master is already like this, even if it's too late to find a doctor, why don't you try my folk remedies, there are many diseases like this in my hometown The remedies are cured."

The old lady's heart was moved, especially seeing Gu Suiye lying there with black and red all over, life and death were uncertain, so she could only give it a try, what if it would work?
"Old lady, don't believe her! There are no folk remedies in this world! They are all harmful!" Song Qingzhu anxiously persuaded after hearing these absurd words.