If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

Meixiang felt as if every bone in her body was crushed by a car inch by inch. There was no place that didn't hurt. It was no exaggeration to say that even breathing was excruciatingly painful.

Especially her head, which was swollen as if it was about to burst. It started from the middle of her forehead and spread to both sides. It was like a needle stabbing pain. Before she could recover, the pain started from the front to the back of her head again. Round after round, endlessly.

Meixiang had suffered a lot since she was a child. Although this was the first time that her life was in danger, she had suffered injuries of varying sizes before she was ten years old. But none of them was as hard as this time. Even though Meixiang thought she had extraordinary endurance, she still couldn't help but scream out this time.

"Ah!" If she had the ability to control her body at this moment, she would crash into the wall without hesitation. Even if her head was broken and bleeding, it would be better than this headache.

Situ Yidong, who was dozing off beside her bed, was awakened. His hazy eyes instantly became clear when he saw Meixiang struggling and shaking her head left and right.

"Sister Xiang'er, sister Xiang'er, wake up quickly." He tightly grasped Meixiang's right hand that was trying to hit his head and called softly, "Are you having a nightmare? Wake up quickly!"

"Xiao San, Xiao San," he turned around and called to Xiao San who was guarding outside the door, "Go and ask Mr. Dou to come over, your young lady is about to wake up."

Before the voice fell, there was a thud outside the door, followed by the sound of crawling footsteps.

After a while, a more hurried sound of footsteps was heard, and the door of Meixiang's room was pushed open with a bang. Mr. Dou, with slightly disheveled clothes, walked in with Xiao San.

"Miss Xiang'er is awake?" The voice came before the person arrived. Mr. Dou's voice came from the door.

Situ Yidun moved aside to get the best position for consultation, but he never let go of the hand that was holding Meixiang's right hand.

"He screamed first, then shook his head from side to side. He tried to hit his head with his right hand, but his eyes remained closed."

Mr. Dou's expression turned serious upon hearing this, and the surprise he had just felt disappeared.

"The person who poisoned her is extremely vicious. He wants to kill Miss Xiang'er!" After some examination, Mr. Dou sighed and expressed his speculation, "This poison is extremely powerful. In addition to corroding the heart and lungs, it will also invade the human brain."

Looking at Meixiang's painful appearance now, it is hard to imagine that if most of the toxins had not been sucked out in time or if Liu Xiaomei had not carried the life-saving pill with her at all times, would Meixiang have been separated from them by now? !

Thinking of this, Situ Yidong's eyes couldn't help but become fierce. He must not let him know who did it this time, otherwise he would definitely let the person who did it know why the flowers were so red!

"Master Situ and Xiao San, you two hold down Miss Xiang'er's body and head respectively. I'll give her acupuncture to see if I can relieve her headache." Mr. Dou pondered for a while and continued, "We still have to find a way to wake her up as soon as possible, so that we can know what to do next."

Meixiang might not be as skilled as him in some aspects of medicine, but she is more knowledgeable and knows a lot, so the method of detoxification ultimately depends on herself.

As the silver needles in Mr. Dou's hand pierced into Meixiang's head one by one, her rapid breathing and painful struggle gradually calmed down, and the pulse that was running wild in her body also stabilized.

The three men, whose faces were covered in sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, but they still did not dare to let their guard down. Three pairs of six eyes stared at her face without blinking.

Suddenly, a colorful light flashed from the five-colored plum petals between Meixiang's eyebrows, swirling and hovering above her head. The entire bed was shrouded in a colorful light. After an incense stick of time, it slowly stopped, and finally disappeared into her forehead.

At the same time, Meixiang on the bed let out a breath, slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, and met three pairs of wide-open eyes.

"Hey, what happened? Close your eyes quickly, or your eyeballs might fall out." A hoarse voice came from Meixiang's mouth. This voice was undoubtedly the most beautiful sound in the ears of the three people gathered around the bed.

"Miss, you finally woke up, wuwuwu..." As a teenage girl, this was the first time she felt death was so close to her. Seeing Meixiang finally wake up, she could no longer hold back her suppressed emotions for several days and burst into tears.

Mr. Dou and Situ Yidong's eyes were red at the same time. Situ Yidong had been tense for the past few days and now he relaxed. His body could no longer bear the strain and he reached out to hold onto the bedpost in time to avoid falling to the ground.

"Why are you all so stupid? Aren't you happy to see me wake up?" Meixiang saw the expressions of the three people. She spoke to ease the stagnant atmosphere in the room, while she exerted force on her waist to try to move her sore waist.

Mr. Dou came back to his senses and quickly reached out to hold her body back, "Miss Xiang'er, don't move so quickly. Let me take out the needle from your head first."

After taking her pulse again and confirming that she was fine, Mr. Dou reached out and pulled out the silver needle that had been inserted into Meixiang's head.

Xiao San wiped her tears, reached out her hand in time to help her slowly sit up, stuffed a pillow behind her, and let her lean against the head of the bed.

"How long have I slept? How did I scare you like this? Hey, Xiaosan, don't cry yet, go and get me a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst!"

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, the bad ones don't work, but the good ones do," Xiao San quickly spat twice upon hearing this, and glared at Mei Xiang fiercely, "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about? You have survived this disaster, and you will definitely have smooth sailing in the future and live a long life!"

After gulping down half a bowl of water, Meixiang finally felt she had recovered completely.

She raised her eyes to see Situ Yidong, who was staring at her with his lips pursed. After not seeing him for a few days, not only had he lost a lot of weight, his eyes were red, his beard was untidy, and he was still wearing the moon-white robe he wore on the day she was assassinated, but now the color could no longer be seen, and it even emitted an indescribable smell from time to time.

Obviously, he had been staying here day and night for the past few days, and he did not ignore the shaking of his body just now. It was obvious that his body and mind had reached the limit.

Meixiang was touched. She reached out and quietly held Situ Yidong's left hand, saying softly, "Thank you for your hard work these past few days. Don't worry, I'm fine. Go take a shower and have a good sleep."

Situ Yidong slowly blinked his eyes that had been staring at Meixiang, and his gaze slowly moved from her face to their clasped hands. The strength and warmth coming from between their fingers told him that he was not dreaming, and his sister Xiang'er had really woken up.

A tear suddenly fell from his eyes.