Rebirth with Love

The window seemed to be blown open by the wind, and there was a long, thin sound of "creaking", as if the cloth was being torn. , Immediately afterwards, the body was hugged from behind.Zhuang Fan remained motionless, Su Yizhi snickered and kissed his ear: "Thinking of me?"

"Let go." Zhuang Fan said coldly.Su Yizhi was startled, it was the first time such a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Su Yizhi turned to his front and saw Zhuang Fan's reddish eyes.He frowned and pinched his chin: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing?" Zhuang Fan gently waved his hand away: "Did you see Second Master when you came over?"

Su Yi was startled.

"He came to tell me something earlier." Zhuang Fangou's lips showed a bleak smile: "Guess what he said to me?"

"what?"

"He said he wanted to marry Xinghua to me." Zhuang Fan looked at Su Yizhi with a smile: "Do you think it's good for me to marry Xinghua?"

Su Yizhi's heart seemed to be pulled by someone suddenly.He looked at Zhuang Fan in a daze, without saying a word.

"Xinghua is pretty good. Although he is a bit willful, he is kind-hearted. Besides, the Su family is also a big family. They are rich."

Su Yizhi raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Yes."

Before he finished speaking, a slap was slapped on the cheek, which was very hot and painful.Su Yizhi looked at Zhuang Fan coldly.Zhuang Fan held his face and kissed his lips fiercely.The tongue was raging in his mouth, so violent that it seemed to want to swallow him.Su Yizhi slowly pushed him away.

"You love me, right?" Zhuang Fan pinched his shoulder fiercely and asked, "You love me..."

Su Yizhi picked his fingers away and wiped his hands off his shoulders.

"Get out!" Zhuang Fan took a deep breath and shouted angrily.

Su Yizhi opened the door and looked back at Zhuang Fan.Zhuang Fan hugged Mibao and remained motionless.He stepped out of the threshold and followed Su Yuan with his footsteps.

Xinghua took a bowl of decoction and walked up the long corridor to the study yard.Zhuang Fan thought that he had caught a cold at night, or maybe he was worried about family affairs, so he had a sudden high fever.Both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine were invited to give antipyretic injections, but the antipyretic drugs did not work.Thinking of Zhuang Fan's drowsy appearance from burning, Xinghua felt like being pulled in his heart.

From the garden came the sound of ding ding dong dong dulcimer, which was chaotic and disturbing to listen to.Since the last time she listened to an opera, Biying has become obsessed with the dulcimer, and the master of the dulcimer in the magic troupe, who she admires so much, invites her to his home to teach her how to play the violin every day.

That's good too, to save her from running around in the yard causing trouble.

Xinghua took the medicine and walked to Zhuang Fan's room, Su Zhen was standing by the bed and looking at Zhuang Fan.

"dad."

"Oh?" Su Zhen tested the temperature of Zhuang Fan's forehead with his hands and sighed softly: "Why is there no improvement."

"I don't know." Su Xinghua pursed his mouth and put down the medicine irritably, looking at Zhuang Fan's red face: "Those doctors are Mongolian doctors. Even a little ailment can't be cured."

"Stop shivering, give him medicine." Su Zhen sat by the bed and supported Zhuang Fan's upper body.Su Xinghua handed him the medicine bowl, and he gently put it to Zhuang Fan's lips and fed it.Zhuang Fan didn't swallow, and the medicine soup flowed down the corner of his mouth and into his neck.Su Xinghua hurriedly took a veil and wiped it clean for him.

"What should I do?" Su Xinghua burst into tears seeing him tightly closing his eyes and lips.Obviously two days ago, I looked at a person who was still in good shape, but after only one night, he suddenly turned into this appearance.

"Don't worry, it will be fine." Su Zhen gently hugged Zhuang Fan in his arms.His whole body was hot like a piece of coal, and his breath was like a gossamer.The red lips were dry, and a lot of dry dead skin was rolled up.How could such a young and beautiful person die so casually?Su Zhen couldn't help but gently scratched his thin face with his fingertips.

Su Shunqing went to the door and knocked on the door.Seeing him, Su Zhen put down Zhuang Fan and said to Xinghua, "Take the medicine after he wakes up."

Su Xinghua pouted and nodded.Su Zhen went out, and Su Shunqing walked in and looked at Zhuang Fan who was unconscious on the bed, holding his wrist and resting his fingertips on his pulse.

"How about it?"

"The pulse is quite strong, it's fine, as long as the fever subsides."

"It's been more than a day, and the fever hasn't subsided. Will it burn my brain?" Xinghua tugged at Su Shunqing's sleeve anxiously: "Second Dad, is there any other prescription? Or a better doctor?"

"Father Martin in the church is the best western doctor here, and Dr. Hu is also the best Chinese medicine doctor in the city. They have been treating our Su family all the time. They all prescribed prescriptions, and if they say it’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it. You have been sitting here for more than a day without rest, I will ask De Qi to replace you."

"These people are clumsy..."

"They are better at serving people than you, Miss." Su Shunqing teased lightly.

Su Xinghua stomped his feet lightly, but couldn't find any reason to refute.

"Go, Mr. Zhuang will be frightened when he wakes up with such a haggard appearance."

"Very haggard?" Su Xinghua nervously touched his face.

"En." Su Shunqing nodded.

Su Xinghua looked at Zhuang Fan helplessly again: "Where did that bastard Su Yizhi go? He didn't even come over to meet his classmates."

"Yizhi went to do things for me, don't worry so much, let's go." Su Shunqing gently pushed Su Xinghua out of Zhuang Fan's room.

The door was gently closed, Zhuang Fan opened his tired eyes.Everything in front of me is unreal.It was as if a block of lead had been stuffed in his head, which was too heavy to lift.He coughed a few times, De Qi pushed open the door and came to him: "Mr. Zhuang, do you want some water?"

Zhuang Fan shook his head feebly.

"Then take the medicine."

Zhuang Fan shook his head feebly again.

"It's impossible not to take the medicine. Both the master and the lady will blame me..." De Qi begged brokenly.

Zhuang Fan closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep again.De Qi shook him lightly, but didn't respond, and sat aside helplessly, waiting for him to open his eyes again.

"Master..." De Qi stood up suddenly.Su Yizhi hissed lightly, motioning him to keep quiet.De Qi stood up and gave him the seat at the head of the bed.Su Yizhi glanced at the weak Zhuang Fan and said to De Qi, "I'll take care of him, you are busy with your work."

"Second Master ordered..."

"Go."

"Yes."

De Qi learned about Susu and left.Su Yizhi looked back and saw the bowl of medicine on the table, picked it up and took a sip, then bent down to feed it to Zhuang Fan.Zhuang Fan was shocked, just opened his lips, and poured a mouthful of medicine.Coughing, he propped himself up and waved his hand to slap Su Yizhi.There was no strength in the hand, and there was no strength in the slap on the face.

Su Yizhi touched his face: "It doesn't hurt."

"roll."

"This is the Su Mansion, even if you want to be the new uncle of the Su family, you must have the strength to drive me away first." Su Yizhi looked at him raggedly.Zhuang Fanhui wanted to slap him again.Su Yizhi grabbed his wrist and pressed him on the bed, took another sip of the medicine and fed it to him.Zhuang Fan choked and coughed several times, but he didn't have the strength to struggle anymore: "I'll drink it myself."

Su Yizhi handed him the bowl.He drank it all in one gulp, and threw the empty bowl to Su Yizhi: "Get lost."

Su Yizhi put the medicine bowl on the table, got up and walked out of the room neatly.The door of the room was closed "Kuda", and the figure disappeared from the window pane.Zhuang Fan bit his lip and lay down, Mibao jumped to his side and squatted next to him.Zhuang Fan scratched Mibao's chin, covered himself with a blanket and continued to sleep.