"Hurry up and get the imperial physician." Following Jia Shishi's sharp exclamation, Housekeeper Lai and Jia Amnesty paused.

Butler Lai immediately turned around and walked out quickly.

Jia She's face turned pale, he knew that this is not the time to hesitate, since Jia Shishi said to invite the imperial physician, it can be seen that Jia Daishan is not dead yet, although he is not sure that he can save Jia Daishan, but Jia Daishan must not die, at least now he cannot die.

If Jia Daishan dies, everyone will think that he is the chief culprit who made Jia Daishan mad at death. Even if he can prove that the girl was not killed by him, he will be charged with maddening his own father. A person ruins his life, especially in ancient times when the three cardinal principles and five constant principles were believed in.

"Get out of the way!" Jia Amnesty's decision was made in an instant.

He strode towards the door and pushed away the maids who were blocking the way.

"What are you going to do! Isn't it enough that you have made Dad so angry?!" Jia Zheng glared at Jia Amnesty with red eyes.

Jia Amnesty didn't bother to talk to him, it was too late for him to save himself now, so he didn't care about other people, he looked at Jia Daishan's symptoms, his face was blue and purple, his lips were pale, he was sweating profusely on both sides of his forehead, and he was short of breath.

This, this clearly looks like a heart attack?

Jia She's grandfather has suffered from heart disease for many years, Jia She's other diseases can't be said to be proficient, but for this disease, his accomplishments even the doctors are amazed.

For a split second, Jia She raised his head and looked at Jia Daishan, with a complicated look on his face. His heart tightened for a while. Grandpa died of a heart attack. When he left, he was powerless. Right now, Jia Daishan is also having a heart attack. God gave him a chance to save?

Jia Amnesty didn't have time to think about it, he felt Jia Daishan's pulse and breathed, and he was saved!He immediately turned around and shouted: "Get out, get out!"

The maids looked uncertain, glanced at each other, and backed away under Jia She's intimidating gaze, but they murmured in their hearts, it's not enough for the master to be so angry, is it possible that he still wants to hide this matter from the past?

"Niety! What are you doing, you bastard! Put your father down quickly." Jia Shishi was so angry that his hands trembled. It's okay for this villain to be useless in normal times, but today he made such a nasty thing, and he was pissed off. Dad, he dared to put his father on the ground.

Jia She quickly helped Jia Daishan loosen his clothes so that he could catch his breath, and said: "Madam, I am the master's son, so I will not harm the master."

He said this from the bottom of his heart, whether it was the inexplicable thought in his heart just now, or for the sake of his future, he would do his best to protect Jia Daishan's life.

But how could Jia Shishi listen to him!

"What are you still doing dumbfounded! Pull the uncle away!" Jia Shishi said angrily with a trembling voice.

All the maids came back to their senses and hurried forward, one Raja pardoned his left hand and the other Raja pardoned his right hand.

Jia Amnesty frowned, folded his hands on Jia Daishan's chest, and shouted: "Get out of the way! If you delay the master's illness, which one of you can afford it!"

As soon as he said this, the maids hesitated again, and the strength in their hands inevitably became less.

Jia Amnesty controlled the pressure on the front area of ​​Jia Dai's benevolent heart according to the way he remembered.

a bit!

Twice!

Three times!

……

Beads of sweat had already formed on Jia Amnesty's forehead. While pressing down, he looked anxiously at Jia Daishan, and he was relieved when he saw that his complexion was gradually turning rosy.

Jia Shishi and the others were overwhelmed by Jia Amnesty's rebellious actions, and no one came forward to stop him.

"Bastard!" Jia Shishi was the first to come back to her senses. She glared at Jia Amnesty angrily, and was about to curse, but she heard Jia Daishan who had been silent cough several times, and her words stopped immediately.

"Master, master." Jia Zheng then came to his senses. He stepped forward and pushed away the exhausted Jia She, and helped Jia Daishan who had recovered his consciousness.

Jia Amnesty was so tired that he was sweating profusely. When he saw the crowd still surrounding him, he frowned and shouted: "Everybody else, please go out and let the master breathe."

Jia Shishi saw that Jia Daishan's complexion had improved, and ignored his usual dislike for Jia She, a rebellious son, and subconsciously said to everyone: "Get out."

Everyone retreated in response.

"Master, what do you think?" Jia Shishi supported Jia Daishan's right hand, and Jia Zheng helped him to lie down on the bed behind the screen in the study.

Although Jia Daishan's complexion improved, he escaped from death and lost all strength.

Jia She said: "What kind of medicine does the master usually take, bring the medicine quickly, and let the master take it with water first."

"Yes, the medicine, the medicine is on the desk, get it quickly." Jia Shishi said as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Jia Zheng ran over attentively, fetched the medicine bottle, poured out a few pills, put them into Jia Daishan's mouth, and personally held a glass of water to help Jia Daishan take the medicine.

After a while, Jia Daishan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, but there was a glimmer of light in them.

"Boss, is the boss here?" Jia Daishan asked this sentence as soon as he woke up.

Jia Shishi and Jia Zheng subconsciously looked towards the place where Jia She was standing. Jia Daishan followed their line of sight and saw Jia She who was standing aside with his head bowed and hands down. He coughed and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "You, You all go out, I have something to say to the boss."

"Master, you just woke up!" Before Jia Shishi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jia Daishan's words.

Although he was ill, he spoke with force and sound, saying exactly what he said, "Get out!"

Jia Shishi gave Jia She a resentful look, and reluctantly said: "Yes."

Jia Zheng is a filial son. Jia Dai is good at talking east. He never goes west. He retreated silently. When he passed by Jia She, he paused and said in a low voice: "Brother, speak well, don't get mad at the master." gone."

Jia Amnesty remained silent, his eyes swept across Jia Shishi and Jia Zheng, and then fell on Jia Daishan who was supporting his upper body and staring at him. He stepped forward and folded the pillows so that he could lean on comfortably.

"Squeak—" The door closed.

The footsteps are also far away.

Only Jia Daishan, Jia She and his son were left in the crowded room just now.

Jia Daishan coughed, his complexion was blue and yellow, but his cheeks were sickly red, "Come here."

Jia Amnesty stepped forward.

Jia Daishan raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Did you do what happened last night?"

"No." Jia She lowered his eyes, his thick and thick eyelashes remained motionless, and his expression did not reveal the panic just now.

"Okay." Jia Daishan withdrew his eyes from looking at Jia She, and coughed a few more times, "I also know that you didn't do it. Although you are not a weapon, you definitely can't think of such a way to kill people."

The corner of Jia Amnesty's mouth twitched, he didn't know whether to be pleased with Jia Daishan's trust, or to pierce his deep understanding of the original body.

Indeed, the original body is indeed lustful, but the Rongguo Mansion has strict discipline, and it is possible for such a thing to happen to other dandies, but it is impossible for him to happen.

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