The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Shao Qingyuan hugged Gu Yundong and kicked the door of the room directly. After putting her on the bed, he frowned and looked at her worriedly, "What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?"

"I'm fine, but it's just a little uncomfortable." Gu Yundong buried his head in his arms, his voice muffled, "Why is there no more? That Bai Muzi, we finally got it, and if we don't have it, it's gone."

"It's okay, let's find out."

Gu Yundong hugged him tightly, "I've been looking for it for nearly two years, and I finally found such a plant. If I look for it again, I don't know how many two years it will take."

Mother, she has been waiting for a long time.

Gu Yundong hugged Shao Qingyuan tighter and tighter, "I really want to beat Song Dejiang."

"I'll fight."

After Shao Qingyuan finished speaking, he found that Gu Yundong's hand holding his waist was even tighter.

He sighed slightly, and hugged the person on his lap, "If it's really uncomfortable, you can cry, I'm here, I'll watch over you."

"I am, I am..." Gu Yundong has always been strong, and she rarely cried.

But at this time, she felt that her eyes were sore.

That Bai Muzi was very difficult to find.

For this medicine, Shao Qingyuan almost gave up his life, almost became a servant, and ran away with a clue.

He paid a lot, and finally Bai Muzi found it, and he will not secretly take risks without telling himself in the future.

But now, it's back to square one.

Her mother, still have to wait, just had a little hope and disappeared.

"I'll be late, I'll write a letter to go back and ask my parents not to come." Her momentary negativity almost reached its peak.

How disappointed parents should be.

Shao Qingyuan took a deep breath and lowered his head to kiss her face.

"I'll write it, they won't blame you."

"Yeah." Gu Yundong replied softly.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned in his arms without making any more sound.

Shao Qingyuan gently stroked her back until she felt her breathing gradually calm down before laying down with her in his arms.

Seeing this, the servant at the door quietly closed the door, exhaled, and left lightly.

When he returned to the main courtyard, Song Dejiang had already stood up. After all, he went to wash his face, but his body was still messed up.

The next person reported, "Young Master Shao and his wife took a rest in the guest room."

Song Dejiang paused and nodded, "You let Shao Wen and the others come in too, and arrange it in the next room."

Then, he went in to see his nephew.

The man was still in a coma, but his face was a little better.

Song Dejiang sighed, let the drug boy continue to guard, and went back to his room to rest.

He looked tense since the beginning of the morning. He was old, and after such a rescue, he felt a little bit spinning when he came back to his senses.

However, he was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Song Dejiang still got up early. He went to see his nephew first, but he still didn't wake up.

But he took the pulse, the pulse has stabilized, and the person is fine.

Even the old disease on his body has been treated, and it will not recur.

At this point, Song Dejiang breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing the people, he went to the yard and asked the servants at home, "Where are Shao Qingyuan and the others?"

"Not yet."

Song Dejiang was silent for a while after listening.

"I'll go see them." After he finished speaking, he strode to the guest room.