President Qin climbed over the wall and knelt down on the durian

As Gu Nianzhi spoke, he laughed again.

Laughing and laughing, his tears flowed down...

For a moment, he was unhappy.

Why is he so unhappy after taking revenge?

Gu Nianzhi fell to the side, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Yes, he is not happy!

He didn't know why he was unhappy. Obviously this was something he had always wanted to do, but after he really succeeded, he was not happy at all, and even felt particularly painful.

"I'm the only one left in the Gu family, why am I unhappy?"

"I want to be happy, I have done so many things just for today..."

Gu Nianzhi muttered, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, but his eyes were dull.

What should I do to be happy?

Gu Nianzhi muttered something for a long time before he walked out of the morgue in a daze. When he reached the lake, he passed out.

Xia Ye was resting in the room when the housekeeper hurriedly knocked on the door.

She opened the door, and before she could speak, the housekeeper said hurriedly: "Miss Xia, the young master has fainted, can you please go over and take a look."

"Ok."

After all, she was in someone else's house. Although she didn't like Gu Nianzhi, her life was at stake. As a doctor, she had no reason to refuse.

"Thank you!"

The housekeeper brought Xia Ye to Gu Nianzhi's room immediately, seeing Gu Nianzhi's pale face, his whole body was as cold as if soaked in ice water, Xia Ye frowned.

"Where is he?" she asked.

The butler looked at Xia Ye in embarrassment, and replied, "The morgue."

Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, and then realized something, so she didn't ask further.

She took Gu Nianzhi's pulse, and the pulse was very chaotic, and his body was very weak, and his spleen and stomach were also very weak.

Xia Ye asked the housekeeper, "Your young master has a weak spleen and stomach, didn't he ask a doctor to treat him?"

"Miss Xia may not be aware of the young master's temperament. He seems to be amiable, but he is very stubborn. The young master has been very weak in the mother's womb since he was a child, and now he does not follow the doctor's orders, and the doctor has not treated him less. Talk about those dangers, but the young master doesn't listen to anything."

"I'll write you a prescription later, and then I'll prescribe a prescription for medicinal food. Spleen and stomach deficiency usually takes time to recuperate. When the time comes, you can ask the kitchen to prepare it for him, and he will be able to recuperate slowly."

The housekeeper remembered it in his heart, and thanked Xia Ye a thousand times.

After taking Gu Nianzhi's pulse and prescribing him medicine, Xia Ye returned to her room.

Even though it's just through the door, she can still know how anxious those people who come in and out are. It seems that Gu Nianzhi's situation is not good again.

The housekeeper didn't bother her any more, so Xia Ye naturally wouldn't go there again.

Just now, the housekeeper was in a hurry, so she went over.

There are so many doctors in the Gu family, but she is not alone at all. Besides, she has doubts about Gu Nianzhi's identity, so naturally she won't have much contact with him.

The servant brought her meals and fruits later, but she was also in a hurry when she came, and she was still in a hurry when she left.



In the evening, the whole manor fell into a panic.

Xia Ye fell into a drowsy sleep when the door of the room was knocked again.

Woke up, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and when she opened the door, she saw the butler standing at the door profusely sweating, and said anxiously: "Miss Xia, young master, he suddenly had a high fever and convulsions, and he couldn't get down no matter what, can you?" Would you please go and have a look?"【1】【6】【6】【small】【say】

"Ah."

Fortunately, she always wears conservative pajamas when she sleeps here, so it's no problem to wrap herself in a bathrobe at this time.

She walked quickly to Gu Nianzhi's room, and before she could get to the bed, she heard him talking nonsense inside, muttering something in his mouth.