The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Mr. Gu, you...you tell me the truth, Gu Changlin remained silent for a long time, and Meiya's face became paler. She walked to Gu Changlin's side step by step, and said with trembling lips, Is it...is it not? Ming Wei's illness, no, not very good?

No, Gu Changlin shook his head abruptly and said, He just has common typhoid fever, girl, don't let your imagination run wild.

Really? Meiya murmured, even if she heard Gu Changlin speak, but Meiya still murmured in her heart. It’s just typhoid fever? Then why hasn’t he recovered after so many days? He also had typhoid fever before, and he recovered quickly after three or two days, why is he so sick this time that he can’t even get off the kang?”

Gu Changlin's lips trembled a few times, and then he swallowed the words Heart disease is difficult to cure, and after a pause, he forced a smile at Meiya, and said: It's probably because I have been lying in bed to raise my legs a while ago. Well, if you are always bedridden, no matter how strong a man is, his body will become weaker, so he will recover slowly, girl, you have to make up for Ming Wei.

Oh, then I'm going to stew chicken soup right now. I happen to have ginseng at home, or the ginseng that Pang Yi brought from the capital. It's said to be a tribute, so I'll stew it right away, Meiya vomited for a long time. In a low tone, while rolling up his sleeves, he said to Gu Changlin, Mr. Gu, stop drinking now. What's the point of drinking alone? Wait for Pang Yi to come back and let him drink with you.

Gu Changlin nodded: OK, then I'll drink it at night.

I just don't know when Pang Yi is going to come back. He is really crazy now, and he won't stay at home until dark... Meiya muttered, and left the side room.

Gu Changlin walked along the window and watched Meiya enter the kitchen with her sleeves rolled up, and then took a wooden bucket to the well to fetch water, such a big wooden bucket, such a heavy bucket of water, she wanted to take a deep breath. As soon as he raised his tone, the blue veins on his forehead and arms protruded. Gu Changlin couldn't bear to look at it, so he turned his face away in a hurry, and felt sore in his heart for a while.

Sir, I've been really struggling these few days. After Zhong Mingwei came back from Nanshan Bieyuan that day, Zhong Mingwei hadn't fallen ill. After dinner, Meiya was busy washing the dishes outside. Zhong Mingwei and Gu Changlin were talking in the room. In front of the window, he also watched Meiya busy in the yard, Zhong Mingwei followed Meiya all the time, and the moment he spoke, his voice was unbearably hoarse, Sir, I have never been so desperate. .”

Gu Changlin knew what Zhong Mingwei was suffering from, but he couldn't find a word of comfort. He couldn't do anything except pat Zhong Mingwei's hand.

The Queen Mother uses me. I have always known that I am just depressed and helpless. My father hates me and even wants me to die. I am just sad and angry. They are all my blood and blood relatives, but... Speaking of this, Zhong Mingwei stopped, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth again, But in my heart, they are all like strangers, I never expected to get happiness from them, but beautiful Ya is different, Zhong Mingwei murmured, staring unblinkingly at Mei Ya who was humming a ditty while washing dishes in the courtyard, letting the tears roll down, In this world All of them combined can't compare to a single strand of her hair. Sir, just a few days ago, I... still wanted to be hard-hearted, even if I was doomed to have no children in this life, even if I knew that girl followed me I can't be a mother in this life. Even if she knows the truth and will hate me in the future, I will definitely not let go. I know that I am really a bastard and selfish, but what can I do? I can't live without her, and... I don't want to live anymore...

Zhong Mingwei couldn't continue. He covered his face, trying not to let himself cry out, but the tears slid down his fingers, silently moistening the front of his clothes. Gu Changlin looked at the shaking all over his body. The powerful Zhong Mingwei was really at a loss, he really felt sorry for Zhong Mingwei, and he really felt sorry for Meiya, and he felt even more guilty and self-blame. He had been a doctor all his life, and he claimed that medicine could cure his illness, but he couldn't cure Zhong Mingwei...