"Oh. I'm sorry. I forced it. I lost my composure when I heard the word "critically ill." Wen Jin immediately put away her hopes and did not dare to expect the emperor and herself to go home to make noodles for her grandma. It was indeed her.
It's too much to ask for.
Fu Jingheng looked at the pale Wen Jin and couldn't bear to feel pity for him, but decided to deal with Duanmu Fu's injury first.
"Send the imperial doctor." Fu Jingheng asked Lao Mo to send the imperial doctor immediately, and he asked someone to carry Duanmu Fu to the bed.
He himself returned to Wen Jin's side and stood there with a thousand words in his heart, but it was difficult to say them.
He looked deeply at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin stared at him stubbornly, she pursed her lips and smiled, turned around resolutely, and took steps.
Fu Jingheng saw her back and said anxiously: "Can you wait for me for a while? If you can wait for me, I will accompany you home after I finish my work here. Jin, the situation really cannot be chaotic."
"Oh. How long?" Wen Jin stopped.
"Wait until the dagger is removed from Duanmu Fu's chest and we will pass the most dangerous period." Fu Jingheng said warmly, "I don't know, two hours, half a day, one night."
"It's not necessary. Just be busy. I understand. I'm relieved after what I said." Wen Jin shook her head, "I think it's better to go home to see my grandma for the last time than to wait for you to go back together and miss the chance to see her for the last time."
It's much more important. I won't wait for you this time. Why should I wait for you stupidly every time? Why should I call the name of a person who will never hesitate to give up on me every time? Fu Jingheng, Fu Jingheng
,Fu Jingheng,Fu Jingheng..."
"Yes. I heard it. Every time I feel desperate, I call me like this in my heart." The blood on Fu Jingheng's thin lips gradually drained away, "Yuan Zhang will go with you. There are a total of sixty-five doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and you will take away sixty-four."
Leave someone who is good at trauma here to look at her injuries, okay?"
"What about you?" Wen Jin asked him.
"I'll stay here too." Fu Jingheng said harshly.
"You also stay with her."
"Um."
"Thank you very much for giving me most of the doctors in Taipei Hospital. Only you and one doctor were left to her. She was wronged. I was too ignorant and unsatisfied. I'm sorry."
"Su Wenjin!" Fu Jingheng grabbed Wenjin's sleeve, "...I..."
"Stop calling my name, as if you love me very much! Enough is enough." Wen Jin quickly raised her hand to shake off his hand that was on her sleeve. She didn't mean to, but she hit him on the cheek, on his left side.
There were five finger prints on his face and some blood on the corners of his mouth.
Everyone in the room knelt down. Lao Mo, Xiang Aunt, Wu Xin, all except the Queen Mother knelt down.
Fu Jingheng was not angry, but stretched out his right cheek and said, "Here, hit hard!"
Driven by unwillingness, Wen Jin raised her hand and slapped him on the right cheek, "Goodbye."
Fu Jingheng pushed the dragon boots two steps forward and paused, "I'll let you finish the fight in two days. Go ahead."
Wen Jin turned around decisively and left Jinhua Palace.
Fu Jingheng told Lao Mo: "You tell Tai Hospital that the life of the old lady Xue must be saved! Use the most expensive medicine! No matter the cost! Lao Mo, nothing can happen to Mrs. Xue. Otherwise, Su Wenjin and I will be doomed. Let's get things done.
.”
"Yes." Lao Mo immediately led the hospital to follow Wen Jin.
Wen Jin didn't cry this time, and left resolutely. She was not as helpless or pitiful as before, and she was still lonely, but she was strong. She could do it. Her grandmother was critically ill and she didn't need anyone to accompany her. She was not Fu Jingheng's grandmother.
, it was not even him who caused her grandma to become critically ill. She did not need to blame him. He found his mother-in-law for her. She had conceived three children for him. They were all injured and they did not owe each other anything.
The yearning in Wenjin's heart that was aroused by Fu's fierce desire to protect her in order to avenge the puppy was instantly aroused by his sobriety and rationality. She returned to the palace, carried a small bundle, hugged Chang Lin, and led
Grandma left the palace.
When the carriage passed the mottled palace wall of Xuanwu Gate, Wen Jin handed Chang Lin to her grandma. She got down from the carriage and took the small bucket filled with wet lime from the palace servant who was renovating the wall. She looked at it with warm eyes.
I looked at the graffiti on the mottled palace walls that I and the emperor had drawn when they were young, and touched the graffiti with my hands. After more than ten years, some of the graffiti had become dusty when I touched it.
On the graffiti, she was holding hands with him, smiling so happily and carefree. The palace wall had been renovated many times, but only the area where the graffiti was painted was still the same as it was back then.
- Even if you die, I will take care of Duanmu Fu first today -
His words came to mind.
Wen Jin's eyes narrowed, and he took out a brush with wet lime from the small bucket, and used the brush to erase the graffiti on the wall. The happy memories of their childhood gradually disappeared as the brush passed by.
It was gone, and she had covered it up with wet plaster. She was about to start a new life, and she could no longer continue to hope for the emperor's love that she would never get.
Grandma exclaimed from the carriage: "Girl Jin, don't be impulsive. He also has some last resort reasons for the sake of the country. That bitch Duanmu committed suicide at this time! He will kill with a thousand cuts!"
Wen Jin did not listen to grandma's advice, and wiped out all the graffiti in a fit of anger. The palace people were so scared that they knelt on the ground. After all, the emperor had told him not to destroy any graffiti on the wall, and there was a special person to protect the place from screaming when it rained.
Due to rain erosion, the emperor ordered a special shelter to be built to protect these young graffiti paintings.
Wen Jin finished wiping off the graffiti, then put down the small bucket, and got into the carriage. She did not cry, she was about to cry but had no tears. She leaned her head against the wall of the carriage compartment and hurried back to Xue Mansion.
I got off the car, held my baby in my arms, and went back to my parents' house.
In the past, she was afraid of other people's comments, got pregnant out of wedlock, and gave birth to an illegitimate child with a man without a matchmaker or betrothal, so she took the child and hid in Tibet, hoping that Fu would accompany her home to meet her parents and tell her parents that she was his woman and had children with him.
A baby, now suddenly no longer afraid of worldly judgment. It doesn't matter, just say what you like.
Wen Jin sighed, hugged Chang Lin, walked to the threshold of Xue's house, and walked straight into Grandma Xue's bedroom.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard crying. When she walked in, Su Yuyan lay beside the bed and took Grandma Xue's hand, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, wake up."
Xue Xiang knelt beside the bed. The forty-year-old man was in a panic.
The second mother-in-law, Lou Shucai, is also back. She was 'kidnapped' by Xue Xiang by her ears. She leaned against the bed frame, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief while peeing, "Oh, mother-in-law, you.
..You can’t leave your daughter-in-law and go alone first. Mother-in-law...just hold on..."
Xue Ning also took leave and went home. The imperial concubine didn't cry. She was leaning against the window lattice a little impatiently and didn't want to get close to the dying person. It was quite unlucky.
Jiang Huaizhou was also there, nodding towards Wenjin, and Wenjin held his lips.
"Auntie." Wen Jin said, "I'm back."
Su Yuyan turned around and saw her daughter carrying a nursing baby home. She felt somewhat clear in her heart. Things were urgent. She didn't ask about the child and said hurriedly: "Come here and talk to grandma. I just kept calling her Jin'er. Thank you."
Jiang Qing has found you, otherwise I might not be able to see you for the last time. You were fine yesterday, able to eat and laugh, but you are not well this morning. You are very ill and you are getting older."
Wen Jin looked at Jiang Huaizhou, his heart was moved, and he had mixed feelings, and called out: "Brother, thank you for informing me in time."
Jiang Huaizhou nodded, "Let's talk to grandma first. I asked a famous doctor in the capital, and he said he was from Sai Hua Tuo. The old man had an acute stroke early this morning, and there was a lot of bleeding in his brain. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, it won't be of much use, after all, he is seventy years old.
Six or seven years old."
"President Zhang, please come in and take a look." Wen Jin knelt beside her grandmother's hospital bed, held her skinny hand, and called softly: "Grandma, Jin'er is back."
Zhang Tingxin came over to take a pulse and diagnose.
Grandma Xue was sleeping. When she heard Wen Jin's voice, she slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with blood. She opened her mouth but couldn't make any sound. Wen Jin put her ear to her side and heard grandma say: "Jin'er
, are you hungry? I’ve left your favorite shrimp dumplings in the kitchen for you.”
Wen Jin nestled in her grandma's arms, tears streaming down her face, "Okay. I'll eat it right away."
The servant brought the shrimp dumplings, and Wen Jin devoured a large plate of twenty shrimp dumplings with tears in his eyes. He said to his grandma: "I left a few. When I get better, I still want to eat the shrimp dumplings you made."
Grandma Xue touched Chang Lin, who was put on the bed by Wen Jin, and said in Wen Jin's ear, "He looks like you. Grandma is satisfied to see her great-grandson. Jin, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal in life, but grandma is not
After I leave you, grandma will bless you in heaven. It is a happy event for your good boy to die in peace, and grandma has not suffered."
Grandma Xue took off the jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Wen Jin's wrist. "The Xue family only inherits the bracelet from the mistress. I leave it to you. Protect your mother, brother, and sister. Grandma, please take a nap, don't you?"
I’m going to cry.”
After saying that, the old man closed his eyes.
"Grandma, please don't sleep. Grandma." Wen Jin shook the old man's arm. She was so obedient that she didn't cry. She put her ear against her grandmother's chest, and her heartbeat gradually stopped. Wen Jin said in a choked voice:
"Grandma... you fell asleep, Grandma. I also want to eat shrimp dumplings, Grandma."
Zhang Tingxin pinched the old man very hard, hit the old man's heart, pinched the tiger's mouth, and inserted many silver needles into the old man's arm and heart. Zhang Tingxin consulted with 64 doctors from the Tai Hospital. Finally, after two days and two nights, Zhang Tingxin
Tingni gave up and said, "Master Jin, it's hot in midsummer. Let the old man be buried as soon as possible."
Lao Mo heard it outside the door frame and hurried back to the palace in a panic.