"Yin'er, I am your husband." Yi Xiangming approached her, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "It's not good to push away my husband like this. My husband will be sad..."
"...But I don't want to." Muyin gritted his teeth, and the pain in his stomach became more and more intense. Damn it! If you want to torture someone, why is it so painful all of a sudden?
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She felt a little confused, her limbs were weak and numb, and her lips began to turn white. She felt so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...
The lower body seemed to be dismembered, and there seemed to be moist liquid gushing out of it.
Seeing her like this, Yi Xiangming was startled and hurriedly hugged her: "Yin'er! Yin'er! What's wrong with you?"
"I...I...it's his uncle's fault. I have a stomachache." Muyin pointed to his lower abdomen, the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak. Yi Xiangming held her hand, but felt cold and panicked.
"Wood painting! Wood painting!" he shouted.
Not long after, Mu Hua heard the commotion and rushed in with his clothes on. Seeing Mu Yin's appearance, she turned pale with fright and couldn't help but said: "Sister! What's wrong with you!"
Muyin didn't have the strength to reply to her anymore, but there was endless throbbing pain, as if something was crushing her lower abdomen. Damn it, it was like torture in hell on earth!
His head felt dizzy, his eyes turned white, and Muyin was about to faint.
Yi Xiangming asked her to come over and support Muyin, who was choking her, and he hurried to call the doctor. By the time the doctor rushed up the mountain panting, Muyin was already much better.
When the doctor was checking Mu Yin's pulse, Mu Hua came in with hot brown sugar water. When she saw Yi Xiangming, her face turned red and she spoke with some embarrassment.
Seeing the wooden painting placing the brown sugar water on the table, the doctor also felt his pulse. He stroked his white beard with a worried look on his face: "This young lady's complexion is very poor. She is internally weak and externally irritated. Her blood energy cannot be retained, and her heart is stagnant."
The fire is too heavy..."
"Doctor, what should we do?" Mu Hua bit his lower lip, "It won't affect anything else, right?"
"This..." The doctor hesitated for a moment, but continued, "I'll give you a prescription and take your time to nurse yourself back to health."
After waiting for it to be opened, the doctor looked at Muyin with concern again and asked: "Miss, your body is too weak. Remember not to touch anything with ice in the future. Your heart and inner breath have been affected. If you don't
Take good care of yourself, or it may affect your fertility."
Handing the house to Yi Xiangming, the doctor patted his shoulder: "This young master should take good care of your wife."
"Thank you very much. I'll take the doctor down the mountain." Yi Xiangming glanced at Muyin, smiled slightly, and made a "please" gesture. The doctor walked out with his front legs, and Yi Xiangming followed him with his hind legs.
The night is getting deeper.
There's a crescent moon in front of the mountain, and there's water behind the mountain.
Yi took out his dagger towards Ming and smiled gently: "Doctor, it's hard to walk at night, so I'll give you a ride."
"Well, there are not many people like you. Usually after calling the doctor in a hurry, you don't care about him, just give him the consultation fee and go back. It's really hard to walk at night. I'm old and the road is a bit rough.
Not sure."
"You're welcome." The sharp dagger formed a beautiful arc and was wiped towards the doctor's neck. Blood spurted out. Yi Xiangming sneered twice and dragged his body to the waterfall not far away.
Next to him, he kicked him.
The corpse sank to the bottom of the water along with the surging waterfall, and because of the violent impact of the water spray, the corpse would not float up.
Looking at the moonlight in the sky coldly, Yi Xiangming squatted beside the running water, washed the dagger clean, and walked slowly towards his room.
