After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

Not long after Ding went out, there were messy footsteps outside the house.

Su Yue breathed lightly and looked out through the gap in the screen to see the situation.

Jiang Hanrong, Guo, and Jiang Wuyou were seen hurriedly entering the house together.

Jiang Wuyan closed his eyelids slightly, opened his mouth, and gasped for breath, as if he would die in the next moment. At this time, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were black and blue, and his lips were white and bloodless.

If someone didn't know this look, they would really think that he was about to die.

Therefore, this Jiang Wushu is not simple, otherwise he would not be able to live to the age of thirty.

The three of them stood beside the bed, and as soon as they got closer, they could smell a strong fishy smell.

Guo covered her lips with a handkerchief, frowned and took a step back. Jiang Wuyou wanted to step forward, but Guo grabbed him and pulled him behind him.

"Alas..." Jiang Hanrong stood beside the bed, with a look of sadness on his face, and let out a long sigh.

Jiang Wuchang opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, his voice was low, and he said intermittently:

"Didn't I...said...not let...let anyone come in?"

Ding Yi cried and said: "How dare the guards stop the master and his wife!"

Jiang Wuyang closed his eyes and said very weakly: "I don't have a few days to live well, do you have to come and see my jokes?"

Mrs. Guo said displeased: "You are so heartless when you say this. We all rushed here because we care about you. What do you think you are doing by asking people to stop you from coming in? This is not what you are asking us to do. Are you anxious??”

Jiang Wuyang pursed his thin lips slightly, looking extremely tired, as if he had exhausted all his strength by saying these few words.

At this time, it was Ding Yi's turn to show off his acting skills. He wiped away tears and said, "Madam, I don't know something. My young master often has nightmares and convulsions in the middle of the night, and sometimes he also has auditory hallucinations and hallucinations.

He always feels that there are evil ghosts outside the house seeking his life, and sometimes he feels that there are black and white impermanence coming to arrest his soul. He is always frightened and uneasy. If there are people guarding the house, he can feel safer.

In addition, my young master is also a person who values ​​​​face. It is always indecent when a person is dying. He just wants to retain the last trace of dignity. "

Jiang Hanrong was so sad that a grown man burst into tears. He wiped away his tears and said, "I'm so sorry for you, my child. It's a shame that there is no magic medicine in the world, so you only lived for thirty years, but suffered three torments." Ten years of suffering.”

Anyone who has experienced it knows that people do experience auditory hallucinations and hallucinations when they are near death, so they didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ding Yi said.

Jiang Wuyang was indifferent to Jiang Hanrong's crying.

"Brother, how could this happen?" Jiang Wuyou's eyes turned red and he asked with some excitement, "Don't you have life-extending medicine?"

His words caused both Jiang Hanrong and Guo to look at him.

Su Yue, who was behind the screen, suddenly felt a chill on her back. If the Jiang family knew that she could detoxify Jiang Wuchang, the person who poisoned Jiang Wuchang would definitely not let her go.

Jiang Wuyou also realized that he had said the wrong thing. He promised Jiang Wusuo to keep this matter in his heart, but just now he said it all in a hurry.

"What's going on??" Jiang Hanrong frowned, not caring about crying, and looked at Jiang Wuchang on the bed to ask.

Jiang Wuchang could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

Sure enough, a lie can only be rounded off by countless lies.

He sighed helplessly, and then said to Jiang Hanrong: "I wanted to live, so I believed in a goddess's folk remedy, which said it could extend my life, but it was of no use. The King of Hell told me to die in the middle of the night, but I lived Less than five o’clock.”

As he spoke, his expression changed, he lay down directly beside the bed, and spit out a large mouthful of black blood into the spittoon.

"Master, Master..." Ding Yi cried anxiously.

Jiang Hanrong was startled and glanced into the spittoon, his expression immediately turned very ugly.

Guo stood further away and pulled Jiang Wuyou back.

Jiang Wuyou refused and was glared at by her.

"Come here, call the doctor." Jiang Hanrong panicked.

Jiang Wuyang raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, pulled his lips helplessly and said, "No need, it's useless."

Ding Yi helped him lie down again. He closed his eyes tiredly and just said: "Just let me stay quietly and don't disturb me. That's enough."

Jiang Hanrong had nothing to say and could do nothing but sigh.

As a father, he understands his son.

This son has an indifferent personality. Although he is sick, he always wears white clothes and is clean and tidy. He does not look like a person lingering on the sick bed. He is very decent.

It's normal that he doesn't want people to see him in such a mess.

Su Yue stood behind the screen and could clearly see the faces of the people beside the bed.

The sadness on the faces of Jiang Hanrong and Jiang Wuyou didn't seem to be fake, and the stepmother Guo's disgust was vividly displayed.

But this is also human nature. If she is not her biological son, it would be good if she cries and cries as if she is acting, and does not show any expression of gloating.

"Okay, I'm tired, you all can go."

Jiang Wuyang issued the order to expel the guests without mercy, and then closed his eyes, seemingly exhausted.

Jiang Hanrong and Guo's mother and son had no choice but to leave.

After they left, Su Yue walked out from behind the screen.

Jiang Wuyang opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at Su Yue, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Su Yue shook her head and walked out without stopping.

"It's okay, just have a good rest!!"

Jiang Wuyang stared at her leaving back. He wanted to say something, but he only opened his lips before he could say it.

"Master?" When Ding saw him staring at Su Yue in a daze, he couldn't help but call out.

Jiang Wuyang took a deep breath and felt more relaxed than ever before. He whispered, "Go get fifty taels of silver and give it to Su Yue."

He knew that Su Yue was doing business with Bafangke and made a lot of money.

But now besides giving money, he didn't know how to thank Su Yue for saving her life.

Ding Yi took the order and retreated.

Jiang Wuyang fell down on the bed, and his mind was filled with the serious look on Su Yong's face as she gave him the acupuncture.

When Su Yue came out of Jiang Wuhuang's room, Vanilla happened to be standing at the door of the kitchen. She asked doubtfully: "Didn't you go out? Why did you come out of the young master's room? And why didn't I see you go in?"

Su Yue said calmly: "When I came back just now, I heard that the young master was seriously ill, so I went in to take a look. You were probably distracted and didn't see me!"

"Really?" Vanilla scratched her head and muttered in self-doubt, "I've been standing here, I don't seem to be distracted!"

"Okay, it's getting late, it's time to make lunch."

Su Yue changed the topic and walked into the kitchen.

Vanilla stopped worrying about this matter. She followed Su Yue and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"