[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

Sancho woke up from the nightmare again, and sat up suddenly from the bed, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, his body trembled slightly, and he hugged himself tightly and curled up into a ball.

He has been having nightmares recently, dreaming of his parents, dreaming of Shen Qingqing, and even dreaming of a baby whose face cannot be seen clearly and keeps crying.

He was afraid, Shen Qingqing's body was getting worse and worse, he was getting more and more afraid, he was afraid that Su Zhuo would really give up on him and the baby for Shen Qingyuan's sake.

Even Sancho hoped that Shen Qingqing would get well soon, even if he hated Shen Qingqing to the extreme, he didn't want anything to happen to Shen Qingqing at this time.

"San San, is there really no other way to save Shen Qingqing?"

[Returning to the master, 003 will only judge based on the plot of the original text. In the original text, the master did not survive. 】

An original plot appeared in front of Sancho, which said that the little mermaid was taken away by Lin Gu, and finally turned into a elixir. Shen Qingqing was cured of the disease, and the little mermaid never appeared again.

So to say that I was stewed, did I stew the medicine?The original author is a bit too heavy-handed, fish soup turned into medicine?

"Then I'm changing the plot now, right?"

【Forget it, so 003 doesn't know what will happen next. 】

003's voice disappeared again, Sancho sat quietly on the bed and meditated.

Recently Su Zhuo often went out when he was sleeping. Even if he didn't say anything, San Qiao could guess that Shen Qingqing's body might not be able to hold on anymore.

At this time, he is still pregnant with the child, what should he do?

He doesn't want to leave Su Zhuo, so he can only bet that Su Zhuo will firmly protect him?

The child seemed to feel his anxiety, and suddenly there was a tingling pain in his lower abdomen. Sancho stroked it with his hand, bit his lip, and lay down on the bed.

He picked up the sound transmission stone hanging on his chest and yelled weakly: "Master, where are you... Qiao Qiao's stomach hurts badly."

He wasn't sure where Su Zhuo was now, so he didn't dare to talk about the child.

At this time Su Zhuo was in Yuqiong Peak, Shen Qingqing's room.

Shen Qingqing just vomited blood not long ago, and Lin Gu gave her an injection to stabilize her.

Shen Hongfeng and Gu Mucheng surrounded the bed, and Su Zhuo was standing with Lin Gu.

"Uncle Lin, is there really no other way with a light body?" Su Zhuo said.

"Why? Can't bear to part with that little mermaid?"

Su Zhuo nodded slightly, he was really reluctant.

"I am used to seeing life and death as a medical practitioner, but I also know that it is not advisable to exchange one life for another. But I can't find other ways at the moment, and I am afraid that some people will not think about it."

Even though Lin Gu treats Shen Weiwei as his own, he is also a man who knows how to measure. In the past, the people who were obsessed with it were Su Zhuo and Shen Hongfeng, but now it is only Shen Hongfeng.

Because Lin Gu never liked things that were evil and crooked, Lin He didn't tell him about the things from the gardener.

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes, he knew that the little mermaid's hard work could save Shen Qingqing, but if the little mermaid hurt her body, what would happen to the child in his belly.

While thinking, the little mermaid's painful voice suddenly came out of the sound transmission stone.

Su Zhuo panicked, turned his head before saying hello, ran out, and Yu Jian left.

Sancho's voice was not too loud, but there were few people in the room and it was quiet, and several people could hear the voice inside.

Shen Hongfeng looked back at Su Zhuo's back, then at Shen Qingqing lying on the bed dying, his eyes turned red.

He couldn't watch his only daughter die like this.

No matter what he is asked to do, as long as it can make Shen Qingqing safe, he is willing to do it.

Returning to Taoyuan with the fastest speed, Su Zhuo rushed into the room and saw the pale little mermaid on the bed, trembling, then ran to hug him.

"Jojo? How could this be?"

Sancho was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he just held his stomach, bit his lips tightly, and endured bursts of stinging pain.

Su Zhuo's hand was still trembling slightly, he stretched it a few times but still dare not put it on the little mermaid's lower abdomen.

"I'll take you to find Lin He, bear with it, and we'll be there soon."

Finding a quilt, wrapping the little mermaid tightly, Su Zhuo led him out the door.

Yu Jian went all the way to Lin He's room, kicked open the door and hurried in with the little mermaid in his arms.

"Lin He, come and see him, suddenly his stomach hurts badly."

Lin He put down the book in his hand, walked over quickly, saw the pale face of the little mermaid who had fainted from pain under the quilt, frowned slightly, and quickly reached for his wrist.

"Why is he suddenly like this?"

Lin He took a candle, then roasted his silver needle on the wick of the candle, and slowly pierced it into the top of the little mermaid's hair.

"I... don't know, I was in Yuqiong Mountain today, and I received a voice transmission from him, saying that it was a stomachache."

When the two of them were together, the little mermaid was obviously fine, so why did she suddenly behave like this.

Su Zhuo held San Qiao's hand and clasped both hands in his palm. He was also very flustered. No matter whether it was Qiao Qiao or the child in his stomach, nothing happened.

Lin He didn't speak any more, just pierced with a sullen face, one needle at a time.

Sancho, who was in a coma, seemed to feel pain, his brows were tightly frowned, and a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead slowly gathered into a drop and rolled down.

After a long time, Sancho calmed down, and Lin He took the needles from his body one by one.

"He probably hasn't had a good rest recently, he's over-thinking, he's gassy, ​​he's more emotionally sensitive during pregnancy, you should pay more attention to him."

The dust in the little mermaid's eyes is so heavy that Lin He can see it clearly at a glance, but Su Zhuo didn't even notice it when he was with him day and night.

"Okay, I will take good care of him." Su Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on Sancho's forehead with his sleeve, and pulled the quilt for him again.

Lin He packed up his things, stood by the bed and hesitated for a while before saying: "Su Zhuo, do you really care about him? Or are you just reluctant to be with Shen Qingqing because you can't marry him?"

Su Zhuo paused for a moment with his hands caressing the little mermaid's face, and turned his head towards Lin He in surprise.

"I only think of Qingqing as my younger sister, but I feel guilty. Qiaoqiao is the wife I married back home. Ahe, I thought you understood me."

"Su Zhuo, if you don't even understand yourself, no one will understand you." Lin He paused and continued, "He has insomnia every night, his face is haggard, you don't know, he fainted from the pain, where are you? Su Zhuo, didn't you marry him because you have already married and you have no choice?"

Su Zhuo's body froze, only then did he realize how much he had been thinking about Shen Qingqing and neglecting him recently.

Su Zhuo's eyes were red, and he rubbed the back of the little mermaid's hand against his face.

He said firmly, "Lin He, I love him, I'm sure."

He was just afraid that something would happen to Shen Qingqing, which would involve the little mermaid and the child in his belly.

The little mermaid and his child.

"Su Zhuo, think about it for yourself, you should have a sense of what is more important."

Lin He is not a talkative person, so he will stop talking when he clicks.

He turned around and went to the desk to get paper and ink, wrote the prescription, and then asked someone to take it down and decoct the medicine.

Su Zhuo sat beside the bed, staring at the little mermaid on the bed without turning his gaze.

It is true that he ignored Sancho recently, which put Sancho and the child in his stomach in danger.

Su Zhuo was not in a hurry to take San Qiao away. After the medicine was cooked and left to cool for a while, San Qiao slowly opened his eyes.

He subconsciously touched his stomach first, and then asked Su Zhuo anxiously: "Is the baby okay?"

Su Zhuo held his hand and shook his head slightly: "He's fine, it's you who has trouble."

Sancho breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry, I've neglected you these days." Su Zhuo took his hand and put it on his lips and kissed it softly, "It's because I didn't notice your emotions that I made things like this."

"I'm fine, isn't it good?"

Sancho sat up, nestled into Su Zhuo's arms and was held by him.

He was indeed too anxious these days, and he was always thinking wildly. Most of the fault this time was still his own.

It was he himself who didn't worry about the baby.

Su Zhuo gently hugged him, took the medicine on the table after a while, and fed Sancho to drink.

The pitch-black decoction had a strange taste, and Sancho felt uncomfortable drinking it, but he frowned and drank it all for the sake of the child.

Lin He took his pulse again, and after making sure that he had stabilized, Su Zhuo left with Sancho in his arms.

This time the two of them didn't have Yujian, fearing that it would be bad for the child when they took off and landed, Su Zhuoheng walked back slowly with him in his arms.

After going back, Su Zhuo carefully put the little mermaid on the bed, and kissed him on the forehead.

"You wait here for me obediently, and I'll cook porridge for you."

After being unconscious for several hours, the little mermaid didn't even eat anything.

San Qiao nodded obediently, but followed Su Zhuo when he turned and walked out.

Su Zhuo had no choice but to pick him up and cook porridge.

After eating, Sancho lay back on the bed without much energy.

Su Zhuo lay beside him and gently stroked his back.

"Sleep, I won't leave, I'll be with you all the time."

Sancho then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Su Zhuo stared at his pale face, watching quietly.

In the next few days, Su Zhuo has been carefully guarding Sancho and never left.

Sancho almost felt that his legs were going to degenerate, and he couldn't use them at all. He was either in bed or hugged by Su Zhuo every day.

Even when going to the latrine, Su Zhuo would guard the door.

At noon, Su Zhuo was falling asleep with the little mermaid in his arms, and he opened his eyes in vain.

He slowly let go of the little mermaid in his arms and got up, clicked on the little mermaid's sleeping hole and walked out of the room, and covered the house tightly with a barrier.

Just after finishing all this, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Shen Hongfeng stepped into the courtyard, looking at Su Zhuo with a haggard face.

"Wei Qing can't hold it anymore, I must take that little mermaid away today, are you really going to stop me?"

Su Zhuo stood at the door without giving in.

"Su Zhuo is also impatient with his light body, but this may not be the only way."

Shen Hongfeng directly drew out his own sword.

"But I can't wait any longer." Can you think about how to make Little Green Tea's life worse than death?