Remarry the Farmer

"Do you think you saved me, I will spare you?" Liu Yiyuan sneered, and Wang Xiushu sighed helplessly when he looked at him like this. She didn't save him because she wanted Liu Yiyuan's reward. "I just want to ask you for the antidote to Poison Gu." Wang Xiushu said.

"Your legs should be exchanged for the antidote." Wang Xiushu asked. Liu Yiyuan ignored her, but chuckled slightly. Liu Qinghe on the side couldn't help getting angry when he saw his arrogant appearance. He supported his body and wanted to stand up, but there was pain like a tear on his body.

"Xiu Shu, the pill I and you fed should relieve your pain. This kid can't move now. Go and search his body." Liu Qinghe pointed at Liu Yiyuan, and Wang Xiushu nodded knowingly and walked towards Liu Yiyuan.

Liu Yiyuan saw that Wang Xiushu was really going to search, he was a little flustered: "Are you serious woman? Why are you so shameless! I am a man! Do you know whether men and women are giving or receiving marriage? And the antidote is not on me!"

Wang Xiushu did not stop walking towards him, Liu Yiyuan flushed with anger: "What I'm telling is true. I want you to die with all my heart, so how can I have an antidote on my body!"

Wang Xiushu stopped, she looked at him, and finally turned back. She didn't think about actually searching Liu Yiyuan's body, she just threatened him to tell the truth. In this situation, it seems that God is going to make her die.

If you return to Liuli Mansion, it is estimated that there is still a possibility of surviving, but...

Wang Xiushu looked at Liu Qinghe. Liu Qinghe was already showing signs of fever due to the inflammation of the wound. He panted weakly, lying on the straw mat, unable to move. "Do you still have the ointment you used for Yuqin before?" Wang Xiushu asked. As a doctor, Liu Qinghe should wear ointment for swelling and healing at all times.

Liu Qinghe nodded, but his wounds were all concentrated on his body, it was impossible for Wang Xiushu to give him medicine. "Give it to me." Wang Xiushu said, "I will give you medicine."

Hearing this, Liu Yiyuan let out a "pouch" laugh, he sarcastically said: "If you are drugged with him, how is this different from adultery."

Wang Xiushu ignored him. Instead, he continued: "If you don't take medicine, your wounds will continue to worsen. I don't care about these right and wrongs. I just sit upright, and I hope you don't care."

Liu Qinghe hesitated slightly, but Wang Xiushu's attitude was very decisive. Liu Qinghe sighed, handed over the ointment in his hand and handed it to Wang Xiushu. Wang Xiushu took the ointment and carefully widened Liu Qinghe's coat. Liu Qinghe's upper body was completely exposed to the air.

Wang Xiushu was startled, and even Liu Yiyuan, who was next to him, forgot to joke. Liu Qinghe's upper body was dripping with blood, the wounds covered his back, and some wounds were too deep, and now they have become suppurative. Wang Xiushu sighed, she got up and walked outside the door. Seeing Wang Xiushu leaving, Liu Yiyuan moved his mouth and whispered softly, "Brother Brother, are you really worthy of such a serious injury?"

"You have asked me this sentence many times, do you need me to repeat it?" Liu Qinghe smiled. Liu Yiyuan's heart was like a huge boulder, and he couldn't breathe. Liu Qinghe's injury was caused by him. If he hadn't insisted on doing it, how could he be injured.

When he was injured, Liu Yiyuan fought desperately with him, and the sword's sightlessness killed him. Liu Yiyuan suddenly recalled that when he was young, he accidentally broke a vase of Liu Guifei. He panicked and didn't know what to do. Liu Qinghe walked towards him with a smile, reached out his hand and touched his head, he said, "Don't cry, isn't it just a vase?"

After all, Liu Qinghe held the vase fragment and pleaded with Master Liu. Master Liu was furious and punished Liu Qinghe to kneel in the courtyard. It was a snowy day, and Liu Qinghe's clothes were thin and shivering. Liu Yiyuan felt sad, crying and thanking Liu Qinghe. He knew in his heart that if the person being punished was him with a humble status, he might not be as simple as kneeling and punishing him.

But Liu Qinghe still had a fever for three days and three nights because of this punishment.

"I'll clean up your wound first." Liu Yiyuan's memories were pulled back by a female voice. He looked up, and Wang Xiushu was holding a wooden basin he had gotten from nowhere. The wooden basin was filled with clean water. Liu Qinghe nodded, Wang Xiushu took out the silk cloth from his arms, moistened it with water, and gently wiped Liu Qinghe's back. Soon, the white silk cloth was dyed red with blood, and the clear water in the tub suddenly became a piece of water. Basin of blood water.

Wang Xiushu walked out of the house and returned with a basin of water, continuing to clean up Liu Qinghe. Liu Qinghe looks slender, but his muscles are very strong. Wang Xiushu wiped out the blood marks for him, and the scars appeared in front of Liu Yiyuan. Wang Xiushu used his fingers to dig out the ointment and gently apply it on Liu Qinghe's wound.

Because of the pain, Liu Qinghe's body was trembling slightly. After applying the ointment, Wang Xiushu took a clean bandage from the side and carefully bandaged the wound for him. Liu Yiyuan saw this and asked, "Where did your bandage come from?" Wang Xiushu said, "There are a few farmers not far from here, naturally. It was bought."

Liu Yiyuan was noncommittal. He saw that the hosta on Wang Xiushu's head disappeared out of thin air. It was obvious that she had exchanged this hairpin with the farmers for this. After cleaning up the wound for Liu Qinghe, Wang Xiushu picked up the tub and walked out of the ruined temple. Seeing Liu Yiyuan watching them all the time, Liu Qinghe said, "Is there really no antidote for you?"

Liu Yiyuan was shocked, Liu Qinghe's eyes seemed to want to see through him: "Can I still lie?" Liu Yiyuan said. Liu Qinghe smiled, "Isn't it common for you to lie? You must have brought the antidote with you. You can't deceive me."

Liu Yiyuan did not reply, and the two remained silent. After a while, Liu Qinghe spoke: "Why hasn't Xiu Shu come back?" Liu Yiyuan didn't answer. Liu Qinghe stood up and walked outside the ruined temple. Wang Xiushu was lying in the snow. In the midst, her body curled up, her expression was painful.

Liu Qinghe was startled, he squatted down and came to Wang Xiushu, gently picked her up and returned to the ruined temple. Wang Xiushu's poisonous gu attacked again. At this time, she had no strength to call out. She gritted her teeth and lay motionless on the haystack. "Take out the antidote quickly!" Liu Qinghe said.

"I..." Liu Yiyuan wanted to deny it, but Liu Qinghe walked up to him, she took out the long sword in her arms and aimed at him, "Hurry up!"

The long sword was pointed straight at Liu Yiyuan's body, Liu Yiyuan's heart was startled, he sighed, took the antidote from his arms and handed it to Liu Qinghe. Liu Qinghe took the antidote and put it on his nose and mouth. He was overjoyed and hurried to Wang Xiushu to feed her the antidote.

Wang Xiushu has no strength to move, but Liu Yiyuan is asking: "Why do you think I will bring this antidote to my body?"