The room was extremely empty, and there was almost no sound. Tong Shuangpin limped to the table, put the pot of tea on the carved bedside table, and smiled with her: "Want to drink? Come and get it yourself. "
Her voice was so cold that it made people shudder.
Shi Qingyi only felt a chill in her heart, she was still suffering from a high fever, the heat on her body and the coldness in her heart were converging together, her voice was hoarse again, she propped up her arms for a while, crawled over bit by bit, and stretched out her hand to catch the teapot .
She moved out of the bed, her head was dizzy, she gritted her teeth and held on to the handle of the teapot. The teapot was made of finely crafted purple clay pot, and there was boiling hot tea in it. Shi Qingyi couldn't help but backed away, shivering from the heat.
Tong Shuangpin gave a low laugh, and stretched out a hand to press the top of the teapot, as if he didn't know the pain.
"I drank such scalding water when I was sold to the boat by you."
At that time, she was still suffering from a high fever, and the group of people didn't know how to treat it. They thought she was pretending to be miserable and wanted to escape, so they randomly poured boiling water on her, which ruined her entire throat.
"Master Shi, do you want to drink it? If you don't drink it, I'll have someone take it out and throw it away."
The pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were raised slightly, condensing a fierce look, and seemed to suddenly think of something, smiled, eyebrows and eyes were curved, the body leaned forward slightly, and there was an oppressive aura, " Or do you want me to come and feed you?"
Shi Qingyi had already understood how she fed the medicine, compared to when she unloaded her chin and forcefully poured the medicine in...
Shi Qingyi's hands trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, sighed and said in a low voice, "I'll drink."
Only then did Tong Shuangpin move her hand away, the purple clay pot was really hot, but after pressing on it for a while, her palm was already flushed red.
She expected that such a pampered young lady like Shi Qingyi would not be able to bear this hardship, and she might not know how she would come to beg her later.
——Isn’t this always the case?
Even coaxing her to drink hangover soup is not willing, and she still wants to be coquettish and foolish.
Shi cleared his throat enduring the pain, picked up the pot of tea, closed his eyes and poured it directly into his mouth.
A pot of scalding hot water was poured into her throat, scalding her heart and shaking her mind. She almost couldn't hold the teapot, as if a knife cut from her throat down to her lungs, scalding all her internal organs.
Heartbroken, but that's all.
She was so decisive that Tong Shuangpin was stunned. Before he could react, he saw that Shi Qingyi had already poured the pot of water down his throat. Terrible red marks.
It was a pot of boiling water, and she drank it like that.
After Tong Shuangpin realized it, he immediately stepped forward and held her down: "What are you doing?!"
Her voice implied shock and anger, the purple clay pot fell to pieces with a bang, Shi Qingyi was lying on the couch, looking at her quietly, as if about to say something, the person had already started coughing profusely, He couldn't even say a word, just looked at her quietly like that.
The doctor who had just left was invited back again. Shi Qingyi’s own wind and cold did not heal, and he started to have a fever that night, his throat was burning and he wanted to cough, his throat was burned again, and the plaster could not be applied. She sprayed out, the momentum was extremely frightening, and the pain in her stomach was burning, which made her hold her stomach all the time. Coupled with her own gunshot wound, it was almost impossible to see that she was a human being.
The doctor looked anxiously, and said that she had scalded the esophagus, and looked a little dissatisfied, and sighed heavily: "She has scalded the esophagus while the wind and cold have not healed, how do you family members take care of the patient? I don’t know how long it will take to raise it well.”
There are several gun holes in her body, and she is a girl with gun calluses on her hands. Such injuries make people feel distressed.
If it was said that fighting in the past few years made the common people feel ashamed, but in the past two years, Japanese pirates have entered the country, and those who dare to go to the battlefield will not feel grateful.
Shi Qingyi listened to the conversation through the gauze curtain, her stomach felt cramped and she gripped the bed curtain tightly, her voice was as low as lifeless.
"Doctor, don't blame her..."
Hearing this, Tong Shuangpin sneered, with her current status, no one could blame her.
She was polite and courteous to others, and waited for the doctor to leave before opening the curtain, looking down at Shi Qingyi.
Seeing the person curled up there, his face pale and sweaty, the gunshot wound was so painful that he couldn't move, and because of the severe pain in his abdomen and throat, he couldn't help but curl up together, it was really pitiful.
Tong Shuangpin just sneered.
Then he lowered his head close to her face full of pain, unexpectedly strangled her chin.
"Do you think that you will be free after death? Do you want to die so much?"
She looked at her mockingly, without a trace of pity, and smiled at her, "It's a pity, you can't die now."
The two of them were so close, and Shi Qingyi's painful panting was close to her ears, but it was difficult for Tong Shuangpin to have any fluctuations in her heart.
After finishing speaking, he walked out, limped because of his inconvenient legs, knocked on the marble floor, and it was raining again outside the window, tick-tock, covering up the low moan behind him: "I didn't..."
Tong Shuangpin never looked back.
From that day on, Tong Shuangpin never came to see her again. After two days of illness in that room, she was carried to a woodshed.
There was wind leaking from all sides, and there was only one bed and a simple quilt, the quilt was as thick as a finger, and it was cold all over her body at night. If it wasn't almost summer, she would have to freeze to death here.
She lives with an old man, whose surname is Zeng, and everyone calls her Mrs. Zeng. She usually has a serious job in Tongfu, helping the kitchen to buy and sell some vegetables, but now she has a special job. Some silverware was put in, but not too much. She was still not very happy to ask her to take care of such a sick and weak person.
Shi Qingyi once heard someone talking outside when she was half asleep and half awake. When she listened carefully, it was Mrs. Zeng and the vegetable vendor nearby sighing.
"She looks like she's dying, what if she dies here and dirty the house?"
Shi Qingyi choked for a moment, closed her eyes and sighed.
To be honest, she also felt that she was quite strong. After being shot three times, she was thrown from the upper reaches of the river and sold like a fish, and she was still alive after scalding her esophagus with boiling water.
Sister-in-law Zeng hated that she had a cold and always coughed at night, and was afraid of infecting herself with the cold, so she always stayed away from her and dared not approach her, so she was still unfamiliar with the current situation in Tong's residence.
The medicines are all brought from the main house, and Mrs. Zeng just brings them for people to drink. Every day, she brings two more corn buns from the kitchen to Shiqing's job's tears, which is equivalent to letting her fend for herself.
Fortunately, Shi Qingyi's vitality is tenacious, so she survived well, and after raising her for a month, she was able to barely go to the ground.
Just as her injuries were recovering, someone came over and scolded her strangely.
"Some people just have a good life, relying on our Boss Tong's kindness to eat and not do anything, I see that the injury has already healed, and I will stay in the house with a shameless face..."
Shi Qingyi touched the muzzle that had just grown on her body. She had a rare good temper, and she didn't even get angry and took the initiative to drag her sick body out.
She was born handsome, even with a sick face, she could look beautiful, and asked gently: "Sister-in-law, is there anything I can help with in the house, I'm better now, and I still feel sad when I don't do things." disturbed……"
There is only so little open space in the backyard, and the maids who got together to talk laughed at her: "You are still uneasy."
Finally, he asked her again: "What will you do, what do you want to do?"
Shi Qingyi thought about it, looked a little shy, and his eyes lit up slightly, "Can I take care of Boss Tong?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed, watching her up and down as if watching a joke.
"It's not bad for you to think about it. Boss Tong is surrounded by famous people. You fell down without taking two steps on the road like this. It's embarrassing for Boss Tong."
What they said was sarcasm, Shi Qingyi didn't refute, just smiled wryly, the smile was extremely dry, she lowered her head little by little, looking extremely embarrassed.
After a long while, as if feeling something watching her, Shi Qingyi turned her head abruptly, but the place where she lived was the most remote courtyard in Tong Mansion, and there was only the whirling woods at the end, and the wind blew through the treetops, and she could not see a single thing. silhouette.
She felt that she might have made a mistake, she shook her head and turned around, hiding the slight disappointment in her eyes, "Then what can I do?"
Those people looked at him again, and in the end, Mrs. Zeng spoke up to smooth things over, "I see, follow me to unload the vegetables. It just so happened that I've shrunk in the past two days, so come and help me."
No one knew that there was a thin figure standing on the road in the backyard of Tong's mansion. Tong Shuangpin was standing on the edge of the wall. It was always raining at this time, and the ground was still wet after the rain. All soggy.
The girl who followed her was wearing fashionable little leather shoes, and asked her a little puzzled, "Miss, why do you want to pass here today? There is mud everywhere here, what if it splashes on you?"
In fact, I want to say that your legs are not good, and it is always inconvenient to walk this way, but she knows how arrogant her lady is, so she dare not say it.
Tong Shuangpin didn't answer, she just stood there for a while.
The young lady who was so pampered in her memory and who did not eat the fireworks of the world lightly agreed. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her face was also pale, and she looked a little malnourished.
Being out of place in a group of people, she couldn't get in the conversation, and raised her head to look at the sky after a while.
Tong Shuangpin followed her gaze and found that it was in the direction of his main house.
She looked there, silent and lonely.
Tong Shuangpin frowned, feeling a little pain in his heart unconsciously.
The girl pulled her sleeves, urging her to leave quickly.
"Miss, Young Master Biao is back today, you have to go back earlier."
Tong Shuangpin frowned slightly: "Got it."
When he went back, Tong Gulong had already arrived, standing with his hands behind his back in the main hall, his hair had grown a bit in recent years, he was reluctant to be that old man, so he kept his hair half as long as it used to be. It can make people see his sincerity to the previous dynasty.
Hearing the slow footsteps, he quickly turned around, "Shuangpin, where have you been? Just now Aunt Chen said you were in the mansion, but there was no one when you came here."
As he said, he was going to support Tong Shuangpin when he got down the steps, and went to grab her arm, but Tong Shuangpin dodged without a trace.
Her voice was so cold that it made people shudder.
Shi Qingyi only felt a chill in her heart, she was still suffering from a high fever, the heat on her body and the coldness in her heart were converging together, her voice was hoarse again, she propped up her arms for a while, crawled over bit by bit, and stretched out her hand to catch the teapot .
She moved out of the bed, her head was dizzy, she gritted her teeth and held on to the handle of the teapot. The teapot was made of finely crafted purple clay pot, and there was boiling hot tea in it. Shi Qingyi couldn't help but backed away, shivering from the heat.
Tong Shuangpin gave a low laugh, and stretched out a hand to press the top of the teapot, as if he didn't know the pain.
"I drank such scalding water when I was sold to the boat by you."
At that time, she was still suffering from a high fever, and the group of people didn't know how to treat it. They thought she was pretending to be miserable and wanted to escape, so they randomly poured boiling water on her, which ruined her entire throat.
"Master Shi, do you want to drink it? If you don't drink it, I'll have someone take it out and throw it away."
The pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were raised slightly, condensing a fierce look, and seemed to suddenly think of something, smiled, eyebrows and eyes were curved, the body leaned forward slightly, and there was an oppressive aura, " Or do you want me to come and feed you?"
Shi Qingyi had already understood how she fed the medicine, compared to when she unloaded her chin and forcefully poured the medicine in...
Shi Qingyi's hands trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, sighed and said in a low voice, "I'll drink."
Only then did Tong Shuangpin move her hand away, the purple clay pot was really hot, but after pressing on it for a while, her palm was already flushed red.
She expected that such a pampered young lady like Shi Qingyi would not be able to bear this hardship, and she might not know how she would come to beg her later.
——Isn’t this always the case?
Even coaxing her to drink hangover soup is not willing, and she still wants to be coquettish and foolish.
Shi cleared his throat enduring the pain, picked up the pot of tea, closed his eyes and poured it directly into his mouth.
A pot of scalding hot water was poured into her throat, scalding her heart and shaking her mind. She almost couldn't hold the teapot, as if a knife cut from her throat down to her lungs, scalding all her internal organs.
Heartbroken, but that's all.
She was so decisive that Tong Shuangpin was stunned. Before he could react, he saw that Shi Qingyi had already poured the pot of water down his throat. Terrible red marks.
It was a pot of boiling water, and she drank it like that.
After Tong Shuangpin realized it, he immediately stepped forward and held her down: "What are you doing?!"
Her voice implied shock and anger, the purple clay pot fell to pieces with a bang, Shi Qingyi was lying on the couch, looking at her quietly, as if about to say something, the person had already started coughing profusely, He couldn't even say a word, just looked at her quietly like that.
The doctor who had just left was invited back again. Shi Qingyi’s own wind and cold did not heal, and he started to have a fever that night, his throat was burning and he wanted to cough, his throat was burned again, and the plaster could not be applied. She sprayed out, the momentum was extremely frightening, and the pain in her stomach was burning, which made her hold her stomach all the time. Coupled with her own gunshot wound, it was almost impossible to see that she was a human being.
The doctor looked anxiously, and said that she had scalded the esophagus, and looked a little dissatisfied, and sighed heavily: "She has scalded the esophagus while the wind and cold have not healed, how do you family members take care of the patient? I don’t know how long it will take to raise it well.”
There are several gun holes in her body, and she is a girl with gun calluses on her hands. Such injuries make people feel distressed.
If it was said that fighting in the past few years made the common people feel ashamed, but in the past two years, Japanese pirates have entered the country, and those who dare to go to the battlefield will not feel grateful.
Shi Qingyi listened to the conversation through the gauze curtain, her stomach felt cramped and she gripped the bed curtain tightly, her voice was as low as lifeless.
"Doctor, don't blame her..."
Hearing this, Tong Shuangpin sneered, with her current status, no one could blame her.
She was polite and courteous to others, and waited for the doctor to leave before opening the curtain, looking down at Shi Qingyi.
Seeing the person curled up there, his face pale and sweaty, the gunshot wound was so painful that he couldn't move, and because of the severe pain in his abdomen and throat, he couldn't help but curl up together, it was really pitiful.
Tong Shuangpin just sneered.
Then he lowered his head close to her face full of pain, unexpectedly strangled her chin.
"Do you think that you will be free after death? Do you want to die so much?"
She looked at her mockingly, without a trace of pity, and smiled at her, "It's a pity, you can't die now."
The two of them were so close, and Shi Qingyi's painful panting was close to her ears, but it was difficult for Tong Shuangpin to have any fluctuations in her heart.
After finishing speaking, he walked out, limped because of his inconvenient legs, knocked on the marble floor, and it was raining again outside the window, tick-tock, covering up the low moan behind him: "I didn't..."
Tong Shuangpin never looked back.
From that day on, Tong Shuangpin never came to see her again. After two days of illness in that room, she was carried to a woodshed.
There was wind leaking from all sides, and there was only one bed and a simple quilt, the quilt was as thick as a finger, and it was cold all over her body at night. If it wasn't almost summer, she would have to freeze to death here.
She lives with an old man, whose surname is Zeng, and everyone calls her Mrs. Zeng. She usually has a serious job in Tongfu, helping the kitchen to buy and sell some vegetables, but now she has a special job. Some silverware was put in, but not too much. She was still not very happy to ask her to take care of such a sick and weak person.
Shi Qingyi once heard someone talking outside when she was half asleep and half awake. When she listened carefully, it was Mrs. Zeng and the vegetable vendor nearby sighing.
"She looks like she's dying, what if she dies here and dirty the house?"
Shi Qingyi choked for a moment, closed her eyes and sighed.
To be honest, she also felt that she was quite strong. After being shot three times, she was thrown from the upper reaches of the river and sold like a fish, and she was still alive after scalding her esophagus with boiling water.
Sister-in-law Zeng hated that she had a cold and always coughed at night, and was afraid of infecting herself with the cold, so she always stayed away from her and dared not approach her, so she was still unfamiliar with the current situation in Tong's residence.
The medicines are all brought from the main house, and Mrs. Zeng just brings them for people to drink. Every day, she brings two more corn buns from the kitchen to Shiqing's job's tears, which is equivalent to letting her fend for herself.
Fortunately, Shi Qingyi's vitality is tenacious, so she survived well, and after raising her for a month, she was able to barely go to the ground.
Just as her injuries were recovering, someone came over and scolded her strangely.
"Some people just have a good life, relying on our Boss Tong's kindness to eat and not do anything, I see that the injury has already healed, and I will stay in the house with a shameless face..."
Shi Qingyi touched the muzzle that had just grown on her body. She had a rare good temper, and she didn't even get angry and took the initiative to drag her sick body out.
She was born handsome, even with a sick face, she could look beautiful, and asked gently: "Sister-in-law, is there anything I can help with in the house, I'm better now, and I still feel sad when I don't do things." disturbed……"
There is only so little open space in the backyard, and the maids who got together to talk laughed at her: "You are still uneasy."
Finally, he asked her again: "What will you do, what do you want to do?"
Shi Qingyi thought about it, looked a little shy, and his eyes lit up slightly, "Can I take care of Boss Tong?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed, watching her up and down as if watching a joke.
"It's not bad for you to think about it. Boss Tong is surrounded by famous people. You fell down without taking two steps on the road like this. It's embarrassing for Boss Tong."
What they said was sarcasm, Shi Qingyi didn't refute, just smiled wryly, the smile was extremely dry, she lowered her head little by little, looking extremely embarrassed.
After a long while, as if feeling something watching her, Shi Qingyi turned her head abruptly, but the place where she lived was the most remote courtyard in Tong Mansion, and there was only the whirling woods at the end, and the wind blew through the treetops, and she could not see a single thing. silhouette.
She felt that she might have made a mistake, she shook her head and turned around, hiding the slight disappointment in her eyes, "Then what can I do?"
Those people looked at him again, and in the end, Mrs. Zeng spoke up to smooth things over, "I see, follow me to unload the vegetables. It just so happened that I've shrunk in the past two days, so come and help me."
No one knew that there was a thin figure standing on the road in the backyard of Tong's mansion. Tong Shuangpin was standing on the edge of the wall. It was always raining at this time, and the ground was still wet after the rain. All soggy.
The girl who followed her was wearing fashionable little leather shoes, and asked her a little puzzled, "Miss, why do you want to pass here today? There is mud everywhere here, what if it splashes on you?"
In fact, I want to say that your legs are not good, and it is always inconvenient to walk this way, but she knows how arrogant her lady is, so she dare not say it.
Tong Shuangpin didn't answer, she just stood there for a while.
The young lady who was so pampered in her memory and who did not eat the fireworks of the world lightly agreed. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her face was also pale, and she looked a little malnourished.
Being out of place in a group of people, she couldn't get in the conversation, and raised her head to look at the sky after a while.
Tong Shuangpin followed her gaze and found that it was in the direction of his main house.
She looked there, silent and lonely.
Tong Shuangpin frowned, feeling a little pain in his heart unconsciously.
The girl pulled her sleeves, urging her to leave quickly.
"Miss, Young Master Biao is back today, you have to go back earlier."
Tong Shuangpin frowned slightly: "Got it."
When he went back, Tong Gulong had already arrived, standing with his hands behind his back in the main hall, his hair had grown a bit in recent years, he was reluctant to be that old man, so he kept his hair half as long as it used to be. It can make people see his sincerity to the previous dynasty.
Hearing the slow footsteps, he quickly turned around, "Shuangpin, where have you been? Just now Aunt Chen said you were in the mansion, but there was no one when you came here."
As he said, he was going to support Tong Shuangpin when he got down the steps, and went to grab her arm, but Tong Shuangpin dodged without a trace.
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