C55 (1/2)

She wiped away her previous dejected expression. Life isn't hopeless after all, is it? She smiled and said, ”Thank you. I'm fine. I didn't suffer any grievances.”

Wen Yi was still in high fever, the imperial doctors said that her injuries would worsen, so the Prince Zhenyuan couple did not disturb her rest. They spoke a few words of advice before leaving.

After drinking the medicine, Wen Yi fell into a deep sleep, feeling that her body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot. When Xiao Ju served her, she would secretly shed tears.

After a few days, the fever continued and the imperial doctors were helpless against it. Even Zhuge Ming did not know how to use the medicine. The wound seemed to be inflamed and pus from just one day, he asked Wen Yi if anything had been applied to the wound, Wen Yi shook her head and said, ”No.”

Zhuge Ming had practiced medicine for many years, but he had never seen such a strange phenomenon. Logically speaking, all of the medicine he prescribed had the effect of anti-inflammatory and hemostatic effects. The wound was covered in 3 or 7 powders, so it wouldn't bleed again. However, blood continued to seep out from her wound, and when it did, pustules would appear around her wound.

Wen Yi understood in her heart what was going on. It was this body that rejected her soul, just like when she said those words in her coma. Her soul and this body had not completely merged, and currently, the wound was still not ready, precisely because of this.

She panicked for no reason and felt that she wouldn't be able to pass it. Therefore, when her spirit was better, she wanted to help Song Yunqian with his acupuncture as soon as possible.

But now, Song Yunqian did not even come to see her, he probably thought that he had harmed himself and was therefore filled with hate and resentment. She had to trick him into coming.

The rejection of her body became more and more severe. This day, all the medicine she had just consumed was spat out. She vomited until she was like the sky and overturned the seas, and her entire body collapsed. As Xiao Ju wiped away the tears on her face, she said, ”If I can't drink this medicine, how is it alright? Princess, drink some rice porridge and we'll eat some medicine, alright? ”

Wen Yi took a deep breath, her chest was in so much pain that she could not lift it all in one breath, and said weakly: ”You guys, go buy me something.”

Xiao Ju bent down and asked: What are you going to take? What do you want, Xiao Ju will go and get it immediately. ”

Wen Yi raised her hand with much difficulty and helped her wipe her tears, then said with a smile: ”Idiot, I'm fine. Come, go to the medicine store and buy me some …” Her voice gradually lowered, but Xiao Ju could still hear what she wanted clearly. She opened his eyes wide: Princess, what are you trying to do with the knockout powder?

Wen Yi took a deep breath and said, ”Go quickly, don't ask!”

Xiao Ju nodded, and helped her press her foot on the ground, saying: ”I'll be right there, I'll be back.” As she said that, she turned around to instruct the brook to take care of Wen Yi. Then, she went to the kitchen to instruct mama, who was cooking porridge for Wen Yi, to go out.

At night, Xiao Ju went to find Song Yunqian because he was entrusted with this task. She wrote a piece of paper and told Xiao Ju to bring it over.

Sure enough, when Song Yunqian saw the piece of paper, he followed Xiao Ju over.

After arriving at Zhi Yi Lu, Wen Yi was already leaning on the couch. The pink on his face was extremely thick, with rouge on it, he intentionally drew his eyebrows, wearing lipstick, making his look much more energetic.

She smiled and said, ”Prince is here!” This time, the man she liked but could never get, sat quietly 30 meters away from her. Without a wheelchair, he was still sitting on the soft cushion chair that Yang Luofan had prepared for him, looking coldly at her with a solemn expression, ”Seems like you're in good spirits!”

As for her, she was not far from death. She even felt that her soul was slowly beginning to separate from this body. She just didn't know where she would go this time. If possible, send her back to modern times. She wanted to see her parents again.

”Godly Doctor Zhuge is exaggerating, I'm actually already much better. I'll be able to get out of bed in a few days.” Wen Yi said.

Song Yunqian said coldly: ”How are you, this king has nothing to do with you.”

In the end, she was not used to him speaking to her in such a cold manner. She quietly looked at him with an extremely gentle expression and softly asked, ”You must hate me in your heart, right?”

Song Yunqian sneered, ”Resentment? Why hate you? This King has no love nor hate for you. ”

Wen Yi made a sound of acknowledgement, and muttered: ”It's good to have no love nor hate. If that were to happen, even if I were to die, you wouldn't be sad.”

Song Yunqian said coldly: ”If you die, this king will feel very relieved.” Originally, he did not want to say such vicious words, because his heart did not think so. However, when he faced her, he still could not remain indifferent. Especially when he thought about how she had used a needle to injure him, she was challenging his limits.

The bottom of Wen Yi's heart was a mess. His eyes were as cold as ice and she could not feel the temperature.

She whispered, ”Can you let them out? I have something to say to you. ”