God-given peasant wife's good fortune

Chapter 787 The Will to Survive
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Pei Siyuan woke up after soaking in the medicinal bath for two days, making Xiaoding and the others very happy, but Xiang Zirun poured cold water on them: "It doesn't mean that people will be fine when they wake up."

The wounds on Pei Siyuan's body were not completely healed. After soaking in the medicine bath for two days, the wounds began to inflame and fester, and he developed a high fever.

"Xiao Ding, if I have an emergency, you can sell that small courtyard for me, and the money will be reserved for the children to study in the future. The deed will be placed on the top of the closet, and you can touch it with your hand." Pei Siyuan had a headache. His chest and chest hurt badly, and his throat hurt like a fire, but he was afraid that if he didn't say something now, he wouldn't have a chance to say it.

"Brother Siyuan, don't say such disheartening words, the Duke of the country will definitely cure you." Xiao Ding persuaded, holding back the grief in his heart: "Grandpa Guo's medical skills are very good, we will send you to the medical center." At that time, the doctors in the medical center said that you were hopeless, but the Duke still revived you, brother Siyuan. You have to believe in the Duke, you will definitely get better. When the time comes, we will go to the deputy commander to ask Return to justice!"

"Xiao Ding!" Pei Siyuan stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Ding's hand with all his strength, and said eagerly, "Don't go to the deputy commander!"

After finishing speaking, Pei Siyuan coughed for a while, and Xiao Ding was frightened, so he quickly comforted him: "Okay, I won't go to the deputy commander, Brother Siyuan, you should also take care of your wounds."

It took a while for Pei Siyuan to recover, his tone was much weaker than before, and he persuaded Xiaoding instead: "Xiaoding, I know my own body, so you don't have to be sad..."

"Brother Siyuan..."

"Xiao Ding," Pei Siyuan gasped, and interrupted Xiao Ding's words: "I have no relatives and no reason. You can bury me wherever you want after death, as long as you don't get tricked by wild dogs."

The Pei family was murdered back then, and all the corpses were thrown into mass burials. There was not even a cemetery, so it was impossible for Pei Siyuan to be buried with the Pei family even if he wanted to.

It is taboo in this dynasty that there is no burial place for death, and Pei Siyuan is no exception, that's why he confessed these words to Xiao Ding.

"You want to die that much?!" Xiang Bingyu took Hongmei to the door of the house and heard Pei Siyuan's confession, and shouted coldly.

"Ma'am?" Pei Siyuan was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Xiang Bingyu to come to see him, after all she said that before.

Although Grandpa Guo and Xiao Ding kept it from him, he also felt that even if his injuries could be healed, his internal strength would not recover.

He is a martial artist, and losing his internal strength is equivalent to a useless person, so for him, death may also be a relief.

Seeing that Pei Si was very surprised to see Xiang Bingyu, he hurriedly explained: "Brother Siyuan, Aunt Xiang is very worried about your injury, and she is helping to take care of you during this time..."

"Xiao Ding!" Xiang Bingyu stopped Xiao Ding from continuing.

She took care of Pei Siyuan because Xiao Ding couldn't feed Pei Siyuan medicine by himself, but how strange did it sound when Xiao Ding said that?

Hearing this, Pei Siyuan was very surprised in his heart, but because of his physical condition, he couldn't think seriously, so he only said to Xiang Bingyu: "Madam, I'm sorry, I'm the one who dragged you down."

Xiang Bingyu sullenly said, "If you really don't want to drag me down, get well soon!"

After saying a few words, Pei Siyuan began to pant again, and after a while he smiled wryly and said, "Madam, I also want to hold on, but I'm afraid my body won't allow me to wishful thinking."

"A coward like you is not worthy of being part of the Pei family!" Xiang Bingyu snorted coldly, took the bowl of medicinal soup from Hongmei's hand, put it on the table, and left the room with a cold face.

Xiang Bingyu's reprimand made his head dizzy, and Pei Siyuan, who was almost in a coma, shivered violently and regained his normal consciousness.

"Ma'am... I'm not a coward..."

Pei Siyuan yelled with a burning voice, but unfortunately Xiang Bingyu had gone far away and couldn't hear his words.

Seeing him struggling to get up, Xiao Ding hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him lightly, persuading him: "Brother Siyuan, your wound has been medicated, so you can't move now!"

Pei Siyuan didn't refute Xiao Ding's words this time, and pointed to the bowl on the table, his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak.

Seeing that he had the will to survive, Xiao Ding was overjoyed, and quickly brought over the medicinal soup, tested the temperature, and started feeding him spoonful by spoonful.

Coming out of the space, Xiang Zirun looked at a half-sized bottle in his hand and said, "If this medicine can't heal the wound on Pei Siyuan's body, then I can't do anything about it."

The best wound medicine in his wife's space has already been used. If the wound on Pei Siyuan's body continues to fester and the fever does not subside, then there is nothing he can do to help him.

The reason why he rescued Pei Siyuan was because of his sister on the one hand, and because he liked Pei Siyuan's upright personality on the other hand, but Pei Siyuan's injury was too difficult, and whether he could be saved depended on this bottle of medicine.

I don't know whether it was Pei Siyuan's life that should have been killed, or Xiang Bingyu's words aroused his will to survive. On the second day after taking the new medicine, Pei Siyuan's fever gradually subsided, and Xiang Bingyu stayed to help take care of him. Pei Siyuan's Hongmei told her master the good news, and Xiang Bingyu sighed quietly: "That's good."

Pei Siyuan's fever gradually receded, but the injuries on his body could not heal within a day or two. Xiao Ding and the others took turns taking leave to take care of Pei Siyuan, which had violated Zhuo Yuzhao's taboo, and Zhuo Yuzhao later found out Pei Siyuan was actually carried into the Duke Protector's Mansion, which made Zhuo Yuzhao believe that Pei Siyuan had spoiled his good deeds, and angrily ordered that if Xiaoding and the others asked for leave again, they would go home and have a leisurely meal.

Seeing that Pei Siyuan's life was not in danger, Xiaoding and the others entrusted him to Xiang Bingyu and Xiang Zirun.

Of course Xiang Zirun couldn't refuse to save people to the end.

Xiaoding and the others could visit Pei Siyuan in the mansion only after changing shifts, so Xiang Bingyu asked Hongmei to stay in Shi'an Garden to take care of Pei Siyuan.

On this day, Xiang Zirun received a letter and a big box from Yangfeng City. Looking at the handwriting on the envelope, Xiang Zirun knew that it was written by Liu Changfeng, the lord of Yangfeng City.

After opening the letter, he found out that Mrs. Liu had died of illness three months ago, and this box was left by Mrs. Liu to Su Kefang.

Su Kefang was stunned for a while when he heard Mrs. Liu died of illness, and then muttered to himself after a while: "Ms. Liu died of illness?"

Mrs. Liu really loves her and Wenwen, but because of Mrs. Liu's weird temper, and the time Wenwen missed and smashed the relic left by Liu Changfeng's father, Mrs. Liu almost hurt the child. The old lady kept her at a respectful distance. Now that she heard that old lady Liu died of illness, she couldn't say how sad she was, but her heart was filled with depression.

"This is what Mrs. Liu left for you." Xiang Zirun pointed to the big box on the ground and said.

Su Kefang asked Su Ye to open the box, and found that there were clothes of different sizes inside, and there was a letter besides the clothes.

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