Concubine of the Prime Minister

Chapter 11
"Yes."

Seeing blood overflowing from Mengdie's head, the doctor immediately went through the medicine box and took out the medicine, first to stop the bleeding, and then carefully checked the pulse, and his face became serious.

"Doctor, what's the matter with my daughter?" Seeing the doctor's face becoming serious, Third Auntie's heart sank, and she asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"This young lady was hit on the head by a hard object. Although it is not life-threatening, but..."

"But what?" Zuo Xiang asked in a deep voice.

"But this lady is very likely to lose her memory because of this, and no longer remember the past."

Hearing this, Zuo Xiang and Third Aunt were relieved, if they lose their memory, they will lose their memory, anyway, she is a... stupid girl, she doesn't know anything, it doesn't matter if she loses her memory or not, as long as her life is fine.

But Lian'er was very anxious at this time, Miss finally became normal, if she became stupid again, what should she do?

"Doctor, please go and see my other daughter." Zuo Xiang led the doctor to Wu Mengyun's side, and stood quietly waiting.

"This young lady's waist is twisted a bit, and two ribs are cracked a little, but it's not too serious. She can recover after taking some medicine and resting for three months."

"Yun'er, my poor daughter..." When Li Shi heard that her daughter's ribs were cracked, tears flowed non-stop, and she cried violently while hugging Wu Mengyun.

Prime Minister Zuo glanced at her in disgust, and said lightly to the doctor: "Then I will trouble the doctor. Come here, follow the doctor back to grab the medicine!"

"Yes, Mr. Xiang."

"The old man is leaving."

"Come here, take the eldest lady back to her room and take good care of her."

"Yes, servant girl obeys." Several maidservants around Wu Mengyun lifted her up together, and walked out slowly. At this time, Mrs. Li had already forgotten what she had just done, and followed Wu Mengyun with a mournful face. Seeing this, Prime Minister Zuo didn't stop him, but the disgust in his eyes deepened.

"Master, I want to... want to take care of Die'er here." Third Aunt said timidly, with crystal tears hanging on her pale face, she had the beauty of a branch of pear blossom with spring rain.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Zuo's eyes flickered slightly, and said lightly: "Okay, you can stay here for now."

"Yuqing, call a few more people to take care of it later, and call back the two people who were originally with Mengdie."

"Yes, the concubine will arrange it immediately."

After a while, all the people in the yard dispersed, while San Yiniang and Lian'er stood in front of Mengdie's bed with worried faces. After a moment of embarrassment, ten maidservants including Gu's mother and Ling'er were sent over , followed by some supplements and high-quality medicinal materials.

Seeing Mengdie lying lifelessly on the bed at first glance, Mother Gu and Linger couldn't help but burst into tears. Fortunately, San Yiniang told them that Mengdie was fine, otherwise they might not be able to It just flooded the room!

When San Yiniang washed off the rouge and water powder on Mengdie's face, that stunning face was revealed without reservation. Several people, including San Yiniang's own mother, were shocked and looked at the eyes in disbelief. This girl who is too beautiful to be real.Such a stunning face, but she is a silly girl, God really knows how to play tricks on people...

After falling into a coma for three days, Mengdie finally slowly opened her bright eyes. The three aunts, Lian'er, Ling'er and Gu's mother who had been guarding the bed all the time were so excited that tears filled their eyes, but Mengdie was looking blankly. look at them.

"who are you?"

When the words fell to the ground, Third Aunt and the others were dumbfounded. Did she really lose her memory?
"Die'er, my poor child, I am your mother!" The third aunt's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Mengdie with pity and choked up. Although she knew that Mengdie could only call her aunt in her capacity, but she But I don't want my own daughter to not even know her mother...

"Mother?" Mengdie blinked her eyes in confusion, her innocent appearance was like an angel who strayed into the mortal world, and one couldn't help but want to cherish her.

"Miss, miss, do you still remember the servant girl? The servant girl is Lian'er! And she, she is Mother Gu, your nanny, this is Ling'er, who served you with the servant girl since childhood, have you forgotten?" Lian'er asked anxiously, with an unknown light shining in her eyes.

Following the direction of her fingers, Mengdie saw a cute and cute girl and a well-looking middle-aged woman. Seeing them, Mengdie felt a warm feeling in her heart for no reason, and said with a faint smile: " Nanny, Linger."

"Miss..." Both of them had red and swollen eyes, choked with sobs but didn't know what to say, why?Why is Miss so miserable?God is really unfair!

Looking at Mengdie's clear but undistracted eyes, San Yiniang shouted in surprise: "Dieer, you...your brain..."

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul. In the past, Wu Mengdie's eyes were scattered when her mind was bad, but now, her eyes are clean and clear, without any distraction...

"What's wrong with my brain?" Mengdie asked suspiciously.

"Die'er, you...do you know who I am?" San Yiniang asked excitedly, praying secretly in her heart, praying for a lot of time to be happy.

"I know, you are mother."

"What about them?"

"She's Lian'er, she's Ling'er, and that's the nanny." Looking across the people guarding the bed one by one, Mengdie recognized them without fail.

At this time, Mother Gu and the others finally discovered something, and they all looked at Mengdie with disbelief on their faces, with surprise shining in their eyes.They are all old people who have served Miss for many years, but Miss has never recognized them so accurately. This is the first time now. Does this mean...

"Die'er, is your mind ready?" San Yiniang asked nervously holding Mengdie's hand, with tears in her eyes, as if she was afraid that this was a dream. For so many years, her only hope is that her daughter can recover. Normal, to live a normal life, she would be willing to cut her life by 20 years, but this is ten years...

"My brain is already fine!" Mengdie looked at San Yiniang in confusion, her eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she didn't understand why she asked such a question.

(End of this chapter)