Wife has remarried

Chapter 55

"Miss Wen." Su Jin was lowering her head in thought when she suddenly heard a steady voice. She raised her head and saw that it was Uncle Shan.

"You, what's the matter?" Su Jin looked at Uncle Shan warily, and took a step back.

"Miss Wen, our young master is not well."

The expression on Uncle Shan's face was very solemn, but with a strong composure: "Miss Wen, after you left, the young master's injury has worsened, and he still has a fever until now, but..."

"It's just what, hurry up and find a doctor!" Su Jin also became anxious, she had a good impression of Lian, not to mention that she saved him, so she naturally cared about his injuries.

"The young master refuses to see a doctor." Uncle Shan sighed helplessly: "Miss Wen, can you go over and persuade the young master?"

"Me?" Su Jin pointed to herself, a little surprised: "I just met him by chance..."

"We have nothing to do now, we can't, just watch the young master..." Uncle Shan's voice was choked, and he looked at Sujin earnestly: "Miss Wen, please."

Su Jin was soft-hearted, and thinking of his injuries that night, she was also anxious, so she nodded in agreement, and immediately followed Uncle Shan into the car.

Back in the inconspicuous villa again, as soon as I got out of the car, I saw Cijun looking around anxiously, and when she saw Su Jin get off the car, she immediately rushed over: "Miss Wen, go and have a look, young master." All burned people are unconscious!"

When Su Jin heard what she said, she couldn't help becoming worried. She followed Cijun into the room in a panic. Just as she ran in, she saw the girl named Xiao You who she saw last time and ran out crying: "It's not good, isn't it?" Well, Master Lian vomited blood... woo woo woo, Master Lian is going to die..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Cijun slapped the girl on the head and shouted at her sharply: "Young Master Lian will be fine, don't give up!"

"Spitting blood? How can you vomit blood when you have a fever?" Su Jin became more and more surprised. Uncle Shan frowned slightly, but there was no trace on his face. The young master must have played too much.

Upstairs, Cijun hurriedly opened the door, Sujin raised her head, and saw the man lying there, with bloodstains on the quilt, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed and he lay there motionless, Sujin just I felt a thump in my heart, and even my footsteps seemed to be heavy and unable to move.

He... He still said that to her that day, but now he is already sick like this?

Cijun was turned on his back by Xiaoyou's tossing people, and he happened to leave the room. Uncle Shan said he was going to ask for a doctor, so he also went out. Only she and Lian were left in the room.

She plucked up the courage to go to his bed, and reached out to touch his forehead. It was really hot. Su Jin thought for a while, then went to the bathroom, twisted a cold towel and put it on his forehead, and used another towel. A soft towel wiped the blood stains on his lips. His eyes were closed, but his eyelashes were so long, casting mottled shadows on his handsome face. For some reason, she felt a slight soreness in her heart: "Lian Young master, wake up..."

Her hand softly brushed against his face, the gentle touch and her shallow breathing almost forced his tears out. It has been 24 years, and he has been insulated from the word warmth for 24 years.

(End of this chapter)