Wang Zhangzhu ushered in her first night in prison. Unfortunately, before she had a chance to taste whether the food here was bland or salty, she caught a fever.
Her fever this time was so violent that it seemed to burn out all the anger, sadness, and helplessness that had been forcibly suppressed in her body these days.
After Chu Huandong received the news, he rushed to the hospital quickly. The doctor had put a sling bottle on Wang Zhangzhu, but she was still flushed due to high fever and occasionally uttered random babbles.
He knew that the breath Wang Zhangzhu was holding on was released.
"Doctor, what's going on? Didn't you take medicine? Why doesn't her fever go down?" Chu Huandong asked urgently in a hoarse voice. In just half a day, his voice became hoarse from the anxiety.
"Mr. Chu, the listening device in Miss Wang's body was left for too long, causing severe infection in the surrounding muscle tissue. Her physical strength and energy have been severely exhausted these days, she is under internal and external pressure, and she is exhausted mentally and physically. That's why she has such a persistent fever," the attending doctor said.
The teacher explained to Chu Huandong in a concise and concise manner.
"If she continues to burn like this, will she be in danger?" Chu Huandong's face was pale, with endless pain and self-blame in his deep eyes. Even the doctor could see that his face looked bad.
"It should be no big problem." The attending physician was an acquaintance of Chu Huandong. He lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Chu, it's not a bad thing for Miss Wang to have a fever like this. You can take this opportunity to transfer her to an outside hospital."
Chu Huandong smiled bitterly. He would rather think of other difficult methods and invest a lot of money than Wang Zhangzhu to be tortured by illness like this.
There was a policewoman guarding outside Wang Zhangzhu's ward. When she saw Chu Huandong coming, she nodded and motioned for him to come in.
Chu Huandong stood in front of Wang Zhangzhu's bed, quietly watching the woman he loved deeply. She was suffering from a high fever, haggard, and her lips were blue, but in his eyes, she was still as beautiful as ever.
,Touching.
He reached out and touched her hot forehead. Wang Zhangzhu, who was in a coma, kept mumbling, her brows were furrowed tightly, and she seemed to be in boundless sorrow, unable to escape the full text of "The Emperor's Daughter from Another World".
Chu Huandong gently stroked Wang Zhangzhu's cheek and forehead, as if this could soothe her sadness.
When he learned that Wang Da Da was beaten to death by Song Liangyu, Chu Huandong was not as happy as expected. He should have been happy that his revenge was avenged, but he was a little confused and panicked. If Wang Da Da died, how painful would Wang Zhangzhu be?
!
He thought that Wang Zhangzhu would come to him to avenge Wang Dacheng. Wang Dacheng was the murderer of his brother. Would he help Wang Zhangzhu avenge him?
He didn't hesitate for too long, and Wang Zhangzhu gave her answer.
Chu Huandong didn't expect that this little girl would be so ruthless that she would come back alone to take revenge, and in such a bloody way.
Wang Zhangzhu always makes him shocked and distressed like this. Every time she goes through a hardship, she grows up a lot. Like Nirvana, she slowly transforms from a cocoon to a butterfly. Watching her become stronger, grow up, and become a butterfly.
, his heart seemed to be peeling off a layer of cocoon-like pain!
Scenes of past events came up, and Chu Huandong felt an unspeakable sigh in his heart. How much of Wang Zhangzhu's suffering was caused by himself!
He didn't understand why he hated her so much and was so cruel. Even if she married Song Liangyu and had children, she was still his favorite. He didn't really want to torture her like this. He really didn't want to.
Forcing her like this... Chu Huandong pinched the center of his eyebrows angrily, and the pain and self-blame came over him like an overwhelming force.
Wang Zhangzhu's fever persisted, so Chu Huandong showed her proof that she had suffered from leukemia back then, cleared up the relationship, and at dawn, transferred her to the private hospital he built here.
Infection and physical overdraft caused great damage to Wang Zhangzhu's body, so much so that she continued to have a fever for three days and three nights with no sign of improvement.
After Xu Yiming and Ge Chengwei learned the news, they rushed to the hospital.
Ge Chengwei was as beautiful as ever, but as Mrs. Xu, she was already pregnant. Her slightly bulging belly added a bit of charm and style. Looking at Wang Zhangzhu, who was lying on the bed with a haggard look, her tears fell one by one.
, long and short, wet the sheets, but Wang Zhangzhu was still breathing rapidly, his face was crimson and he had a high fever.
Xu Yiming felt even more indescribable pain in his heart. Looking at Wang Zhangzhu, whose face was covered with a layer of gray and defeated color, he realized that his memory was so good, because he still clearly remembered the bright eyes and the pear vortex.
Wang Zhangzhu is a pretty girl with a smile that is brighter than the sun.
He had only heard about the big event that had just happened in this circle this morning, Miss Wang's Revenge. He could hardly believe it. He could not imagine that such a cold and decisive revenge method that would hurt both sides would be done by Wang Zhangzhu, who was once shallow.
This is what a girl who is smiling and as calm as water does it!
Xu Yiming's feelings for Wang Zhangzhu are completely different from Ge Chengwei's feelings for Wang Zhangzhu. He and Wang Zhangzhu have a childhood sweethearts in the past. He initially loved and pursued Wang Zhangzhu, and later he pitied and sympathized with her. Now, it seems that apart from these two
This emotion was coupled with something else, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
Xu Yiming unconsciously stretched out his hand and squeezed Wang Zhangzhu's bony little hand outside. Wang Zhangzhu seemed to be exhausted by the matter of revenge. At this time, she could only lie here decadently like this. She tried her best.
She was struggling to live with all her strength, but he didn't help her at all. He could only watch her suffer this devastating pain.
Wang Zhangzhu woke up from his drowsiness. He only felt that his limbs were sore and his temples were bulging. What was going on? Shouldn't she be in prison? Why was she lying on such a soft and comfortable bed, and her throat was so thirsty?
It's terrible.
Who can help her? Give her some water to drink. Wang Zhangzhu tried her best to open her eyes. Her eyes that were not used to the light opened slightly and then hurriedly closed them. But at this moment, she still saw the bed.
A blurry figure beside him.
"you're awake?"
The voice of surprise was extremely familiar to her.
"Zhangzhu, do you want some water?"
Wang Zhangzhu opened her eyes again, but she was extremely weak at this time. Looking at the person in front of her, she felt a little weak. How dare she ask Mr. Chu to pour herself water? Wang Zhangzhu wanted to say no, but opened her mouth,
Apart from hoarse and broken syllables, I couldn't pronounce a complete word about the wife of the Hou Mansion.
Chu Huandong quickly sat next to her, carefully and skillfully half-lifted and half-hugged her, gently hugged her with the quilt, and brought the glass of warm water to her mouth.
Wang Zhangzhu no longer had the strength to refuse Chu Huandong. If she was in good spirits now, she would say to him loudly: Thank you, I can do it myself. Please go away, Mr. Chu.
But she was very thirsty now, her throat felt like it was on fire, and she desperately needed the glass of warm water in front of her.
Finally, the sweet water relieved her stinging throat, and her spirits improved a lot.
The luxurious ward with complete facilities was filled with delicate and blooming flowers, and high-grade aromatherapy essential oils were floating in the air. It turned out that she had been released from prison, and she must be in Chu Huandong's private hospital now.
Wang Zhangzhu felt the warmth of the chest behind her that almost made people cry. If it had been in the past, she would have hugged Chu Huandong's waist without hesitation and buried her face in his belly.
Act like a spoiled brat.
But now, she can't do it anymore, even though the owner of this chest is carefully wiping her face and mouth with a tissue with a loving expression.
Stubborn and aggrieved, Wang Zhangzhu gained strength again, struggled to break free from Chu Huandong's arms, and lay back to his original position.
Chu Huandong looked at Wang Zhangzhu, who was silently resisting him. A sharp pain flashed through his eyes, and his whimpering voice reached Wang Zhangzhu's ears, "Zhangzhu, you have a high fever."
It's been three days and three nights, and the fever only went away this afternoon. The doctor said if you continue to have a fever like this... you know... how scared I am!"
Three days and three nights? It turned out that I had been sick for so long!
"Zhangzhu, I went too far when we were in the Lion City. I didn't expect you to come back and take revenge without saying a word."
What can I tell you? You only care about being in love with Xiaoyoulang, so how can you have time to care about my life and death!
Chu Huandong continued to admit his mistake in a low voice, "Zhangzhu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so cold to you and hurt you."
It doesn't matter, everyone has the right to be indifferent to others and hurt others. I will just learn to be smart in the future.
Seeing that Wang Zhangzhu remained silent, Chu Huandong knew that she was still complaining about him and that he had made her suffer.
"Zhangzhu, are you blaming me?"
Wang Zhangzhu was lying there, neither nodding nor shaking her head. She was sleepy and wanted to sleep. It was useless to say whether she should complain or not. Her father was dead and her revenge had been taken. She would be completely different from before.
life.
When he was about to fall asleep, Wang Zhangzhu vaguely felt that his lips were covered with softness. After a gentle touch, he left immediately.
She felt sad for a while and woke up. She closed her eyes and felt Chu Huandong gently lying down next to her. After a long time, she carefully stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist. Because of this long-lost touch, she couldn't help but feel her body move.
All hard.
Chu Huandong stopped moving under her stiffness. For a while, Wang Zhangzhu seemed to hear his inaudible sigh. Then, Chu Huandong got out of bed gently and lay down on the nursing bed next to him.
Wang Zhangzhu shed tears as he quietly left. Brother Huandong, in this life, we have never been in love.
It was already late at night when he fell asleep again. Wang Zhangzhu slept for a long time and did not wake up at noon the next day. During this period, he was forced to wake up by Chu Huandong and drank a bowl of porridge in a daze.
She fell back to sleep again, and when she really woke up, it was already evening, and she was surprised to find that the person sitting at the head of her bed was not Chu Huandong, but an unexpected man.