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1238. Entangled 3

Of course, these people's attitude towards doctors is really not very good.

Although it is not like the emperor, roaring at the imperial doctor, roaring:

If it cannot be cured, I want you to be buried with him!

But that attitude is really not much better.

After Shi Xin gave the doctor a purse, he ordered someone to send the doctor out.[

"Take the medicine and let someone fry it."

Xia Furong hadn't married Bu Zhanfeng yet, how could she let Xia Furong die so early?

"Yes, miss."

With Xia Chiwan here, Xia Furong will of course have servants to serve her.

Xia Furong has been sleeping drowsily, and in her sleep, she is constantly haunted by nightmares.

Xia Furong was a miscarriage.

Not only have I seen the situation of non-stop bleeding with my own eyes, but I have also experienced it myself.

Therefore, in the dream, Xia Furong suddenly saw that the blood in her lower body was not stopping, and even blood flowed into a river, and she drowned herself with blood.

Thinking of revenge for the mother and son.

But after a while, the terrifying face of the familiar ghost gradually turned into his own.

As a result, Xia Furong immediately felt the endless pain of bleeding from her lower body.

Xia Furong was constantly having nightmares alternately under these two kinds of dreams.

This situation continued for Xia Furong until the afternoon.

The sun hasn't completely set yet, and it's still bright red outside.

Xia Furong finally opened her wet eyes and saw her dilapidated little house.

Xia Furong was extremely frustrated. As expected, the recent days were not nightmares for her, they were all reality.

Although Xia Furong felt that her face was very wet, her body seemed to be quite dry.

"Miss, you wake up and drink the medicine."

As soon as Xia Furong woke up, she struggled to get up. The maid standing guard outside the house heard the noise and brought the recently prepared medicine into the house.[

"I'm sick..."

After struggling for a long time, Xia Furong's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, very harsh.

Hearing her own voice, even Xia Furong couldn't help but frowned.

"Yes, Miss."

The maid could not be said to be respectful to Xia Furong, but she did not offend her either. She behaved in a well-behaved manner.

"My lord has come?"

Xia Furong knew that she should be frightened.

However, since he was so ill, it was appropriate for the prime minister's office to ask a doctor to see him.

"Well, the young lady said that she heard that the eldest lady was ill, so she ordered a doctor to see the eldest lady. It was not until the doctor confirmed that the eldest lady was fine that she sat for a while and then left."

The maid nodded, served Xia Furong to drink the medicine, and then poured Xia Furong a cup of tea.

"Now that the eldest lady is awake, I will send someone to tell the lady."

After saying that, the maid placed Xia Furong's body flat again and walked out of the house.

Xia Furong wanted to stop her, but she couldn't.

Xia Furong hasn't eaten anything since last night.

So far, it can be regarded as three meals without any water.

In addition, the constant torment in the nightmare made Xia Furong feel even more exhausted.

At this time, Xia Furong's whole body was limp and she had no strength at all.

Therefore, Xia Furong didn't want her maid to tell Xia Chiwan that she had woken up.

She didn't have the strength to stop the little maid.

"Damn slave!"

After regaining consciousness, Xia Furong returned to her previous coquettishness.

Just now the maid said "Miss" one after another, and then "Miss" again.[


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