The little lady of the Xiucai family (rebirth)

There was a sudden silence in the cell.

The doctor stopped arguing with the jailer, and the two looked at Lan Qing together. He could feel that Lan Qing was in a bad mood, but he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Lan Qing thought a lot in her head, but she didn't think about anything. The most urgent thing is to let Lin Qingyu's fever go down as soon as possible, and her body recovers. It's not too late to talk about other things.

She looked at the jailer and said again, "I'll stay in the prison to take care of my husband, if I don't go out, I hope my elder brother will accommodate me."

"Okay, as long as you don't make any moths." The jailer nodded and agreed to Lan Qing's request, "Call me when you think about it, and I will open the door for you."

The dungeon is dark and dirty, and others are afraid to avoid it. It is kind and righteous to be able to do this for your husband.

Looking at Lan Qing, the jailer showed a little admiration in his eyes.

"It's a good idea, too."

The doctor stood up and looked at Lan Qing's eyes with admiration. Lin Xiucai's daughter-in-law looked weak, but she was affectionate and righteous, and her heart was extremely tough.

It is also a dare to fight.

Earlier, in order to seek medical treatment, he knelt at the door of the medical clinic regardless of face, and could not be driven away by bad words.

She said that Lin Xiucai's illness could not be cured, but she did not give up. She only said that even if the treatment could make Lin Xiucai live another day, it would be worth it.

Now with her words, Lin Xiucai is estimated to have survived the catastrophe.

"Just take care of her with peace of mind. The fever will subside sooner. With a body like your husband's, if you don't die for a long time, you will become a fool." The doctor paused, and continued: "You don't need to worry about other things. When you go out, find someone to write the pleadings for you and pass them up, and I will ask the guy to deliver the medicine later."

The doctor in this kind of place didn't want to stay longer, so he straightened his clothes before turning around and going out.

The jailer locked the cell door again.

Lan Qing stroked Lin Qingyu's hot forehead, her eyes drooped slightly and she remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

After the people left, Lan Qing tried to change Lin Qingyu's wet clothes under the covers, and put on the clean clothes she brought.

Fortunately, only Lin Qingyu was imprisoned in this cell, and Lan Qing acted cautiously so that no one would notice.

But after such a toss, Lan Qing was sweating.

Lin Qingyu didn't even open her eyes, she fell into a coma, occasionally mumbled a few words unconsciously, her weak voice was intermittent and indistinct.

Lan Qing listened with her head down and held her breath for a while before she realized what she was talking about was cold. She quickly touched the bed, which was completely cold. Lin Qingyu's current physical condition was not capable of warming the bed at all.

Before she had time to think about it, she endured her shame, took off her coat and lay down on the bed, stretched out her hand to hold Lin Qingyu in her arms, and wanted to pass the temperature of her body to Lin Qingyu.

Now the weather is sweltering, Lan Qing slept without a quilt at night, she suddenly put on two quilts, and after a while she was sweating, and her eyes were almost covered with sweat.

But it finally paid off, Lan Qing felt relieved, and patted Lin Qingyu's head. This guy was not stupid yet, knowing that she was warm, he hugged her hard like a child, his enthusiasm was outrageous.

It's a pain in the ass...

A faint smile faded on her lips, Lan Qing sighed lightly, and tucked her corners again.

……

Lin Xiu didn't listen to Lan Qing, locked the door and came to the city.

She had been wandering outside the yamen, and the doctor met her when he came out, fearing that something might happen to her, he wanted to take her back to the clinic. At first, Lin Xiu disagreed, but when she heard that Lin Qingyu was brewing medicine, she agreed.

The prison is not only dark and damp, but also very scary. There are often prisoners who are being tortured screaming, and the scene is bloody and disgusting.

If Lin Xiu ran into him, nine times out of ten he would fall ill.

The doctor refused to let her deliver the medicine, and assigned a clerk to deliver the medicine to Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu was in a trance and was supported by Lan Qing to sit up. She could not exert any strength, and her back was leaning against the cold wall. Lan Qing fed spoonfuls of decoction to her lips. She opened her mouth obediently and swallowed it with difficulty. .

She tried her best to open her eyes wide to see the little lady, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

Her eyes are full of yearning...

The corners of Lan Qing's lips raised slightly, she put down the bowl, raised her hand to gently wipe the medicine stains on her lips, but was held by Lin Qingyu's cold hand, she didn't feel any strength, but from Lin Qingyu's face, she could see Lin Qingyu's effort , "Husband, you can sleep after I wipe it clean for you."

Lan Qing went to pull Lin Qingyu's hand, but Lin Qingyu didn't let go, so she let her go.

"Little lady," Lin Qingyu took a few breaths, her powerless smile revealing bitterness, "Don't be angry..."

Lan Qing didn't know why she asked such a question, she was a little puzzled, but she answered her seriously, "Husband, I'm not angry."

"I'm angry," Lin Qingyu shook her head, her eyes were wet unconsciously, she slowed down for a long time, but she was still emotional when she spoke, "You are angry, you threw away all my things..."

"Husband, I didn't throw away your things. Sister Xiu and I are waiting for you to come home." Lan Qing didn't understand, but also found it funny, "Even if I throw it away, I will pick it up when my anger subsides."

The person with a fever didn't seem to hear it, his voice was stained with tears, "Little lady, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Lin Qingyu reached out to hug Lan Qing, unable to bear the sickness and lack of strength, plunged into Lan Qing's arms.

It's not like when she didn't wake up now, she didn't feel the embarrassment, but Lan Qing was a little shy, she froze for a moment, then reached out to wrap her arms around her, the person in her arms was still murmuring sorry...

Lan Qing's expression changed slightly, "Have you gone to Yuyang Tower?"

But there was no answer, only a faint sob was heard.

Lan Qing was silent for a long time, then said lightly: "I forgive you, don't cry anymore."

She lowered her head and patted Lin Qingyu's back lightly, thinking that she had already fallen asleep.

She had no idea when Lin Qingyu fell asleep.

Lan Qing helped Lin Qingyu to lie down, covered her with a quilt, "Go to sleep, it will be fine if you sweat."

She habitually exhorted, regardless of whether Lin Qingyu could hear her or not.

The light in the prison was never very good, and before he knew it, he fell into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

The guards lit the lamps in the guard room, and only their part of the prison was brighter, and the surrounding area dimly illuminated by the dim light of fireflies.

Few prisoners slept soundly. They were quiet during the day, but noisy at night. The guards came to reprimand, but it was of no avail. The noise stopped here and there.

Crying like ghosts and howling wolves, it sounded really intrusive, Lan Qing covered her ears, she secretly rejoiced that Lin Qingyu didn't spend so much time awake, otherwise she would suffer this too.