Jun Jiuling

After Liu'er made the bed, she exited happily and closed the door. Miss Jun pushed Fang Chengyu into the bathroom just like last night.

There is still a pool full of soup medicine, which seems to be more pungent and stronger than yesterday.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Seeing that Fang Chengyu's eyes fell on the bathtub and his body was obviously stiff, Miss Jun asked.

"I won't be afraid if there is a woman taking a bath together." Fang Chengyu smiled, looking at Miss Jun standing in front of him.

Miss Jun smiled.

"I'm not sick again." She said, "You can only enjoy it to yourself."

Although he hadn't entered the water yet, the bone-eating pain from yesterday had already begun to clamor in his body.

Fang Chengyu clenched the armrest tightly.

"In order to let my wife taste the taste of ecstasy in the future, I can only bear it like this." He also said with a half-smile.

Miss Jun half-lifted him from the wheelchair and smiled.

"It's no use just talking about it," she said. "Let me see how you can bear it."

After saying that, he let go of his hand, and Fang Chengyu was suddenly thrown into the bath with a plop.

Fang Chengyu suffocated for a moment, not from the water, but from the pain.

He suddenly wanted to cry.

This feeling made him want to cry even more.

He hadn't cried for a long time. He cried every day when he just learned that he was sick and that he would not live to be fifteen years old. Later, he hid himself and cried, and later found that crying was useless, so he stopped crying.

Yeah, it's useless to cry, but so what if he, a useless person, does useless things.

Miss Jun sat by the bathtub, leaning on her chin and looking at him.

"I'm so useless, I'm going to cry," she said.

Fang Chengyu looked at her.

"Crying your nose must be worthless, and hanging yourself without even crying your nose may be worthless." He said solemnly.

It's not bad, I haven't passed out yet, and I can still say such a long sentence.

Miss Jun looked at him and smiled.

"You can't hang yourself if you want to," she said.

Fang Chengyu fainted when he heard this sentence.

Of course not out of anger.

How could he be stunned by her, but fainting from pain is not a glorious thing.

But what does glory mean to him?

Could it be that he, a paralyzed man, still has glory in the eyes of someone like Jun Zhenzhen?

After waking up the next day, Fang Chengyu recalled yesterday, and smiled self-deprecatingly. It would be embarrassing to be embarrassed in front of this woman.

What is she.

One can't even see what's in the eye.

Fang Chengyu closed his eyes again, even though it was already noon, the girls waiting by the bed looked at each other worriedly.

"Master, would you like something to eat?" They asked softly.

This time he didn't feel comfortable, Fang Chengyu only felt tired and weak, and even lost his appetite, he waved his hands and closed his eyes without moving.

The two little girls couldn't help but came out wiping their tears.

"Here and here."

In the corridor, Liu'er was waving at some servants.

"Is the longan fresh?" She said, while opening a food box held by a servant woman, she looked at it with a bit of pickiness, "It's okay."

She turned to another maid and opened the food box.

"The color of this is not good-looking, take it down."

After being picky, Liu Er waved her hand.

"Send it in, don't be so slow next time, the young mistress is very busy."

The two girls bit their lower lip while watching, Liu'er noticed the sight from this side.

"What are you looking at? Has the young master eaten?" She raised her eyebrows and said.

Fortunately, she still knows how to ask.

"The young master said he didn't want to eat it." A girl gritted her teeth and said.

Liu Er pouted.

"I'm so sick that I don't know how to eat more, I don't eat like a child." She muttered, turned and walked away.

The two girls were stunned and almost fainted.

Naturally, this kind of thing spread quickly in Fang's family. Fang Jinxiu was so angry that she almost fainted, and went to argue with Miss Jun regardless of her being grounded.

Naturally, he failed to make the trip, and was stopped by Mrs. Fang who heard the news.

But in the end it was concern. Mrs. Fang asked Miss Jun what was going on.

"It's not that I don't serve him to eat. It's normal for him to not want to eat after taking the medicine. It will be fine after a few days to get used to it." Miss Jun explained.

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"Does this explain that Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang both believe it?"

A male voice asked through a bamboo curtain in a teahouse.

The shop clerk, who was standing against the pillar with the teapot in hand, responded yes.

"This Miss Jun is vicious. She's as stupid as she is stupid. She's quite willing to let go. It's not bad to take this step." The voice in the box said with a smile.

"It's just a matter of blood relationship. When the old lady is gone, she's nothing." The shop assistant laughed softly.

The voice in the private room paused for a moment.

"Have you checked all those medicines? What are they used for?" The male voice continued to ask.

"People in my family said that they have seen it all, and there are some new medicines, and some new medicines have been added to Young Master Fang's medicine. Miss Jun said that they are going to treat Young Master Fang." The shop assistant said in a low voice, "Miss Fang San Said that Miss Jun was used to kill Master Fang, because she was in a hurry to become a widow."

The man in the private room laughed.

"However, more people say that this is actually an aphrodisiac prepared by Mrs. Fang for Young Master Fang, in order to keep the Fang family safe." The shop clerk also smiled, "Now the gambling houses in the market are opening handicap. It's whether Young Master Fang can have sex with Miss Jun."

The man in the box laughed again.

"What a mess," he said.

The sound stopped again, and the sound of fingers tapping on the table came from the box, making the people who heard it a little tense.

"Let them keep an eye on it, it doesn't matter if you stay for a while, but don't really..." He said, stopping in mid-sentence.

The store clerk answered yes clearly.

"Add more tea." He shouted in a drawn-out voice, and walked to the side with the tea bucket in his hand.

In the small box, the doors and windows were closed and the curtains were drooping. A person stood in the shadow by the window. The sunlight outside was dazzling, but it couldn't reflect his description. He lifted the bamboo curtain and looked outside quietly.

The outside is facing the gate of Fang's house. Although it has been a few days, the big red happy characters are still bright and bright.

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The outside world was chaotic, and the Fang family's mansion was not peaceful. From time to time, servants and maids gathered together to whisper, and then looked in one direction, shook their heads and sighed.

That direction is naturally where Young Master Fang and Young Mistress Xin Fang are.

In the past, Young Master Fang was able to walk around in a wheelchair, but now he is detained in the yard by Young Mistress Fang, who is so tormented that he can't even get out of bed.

"It will be fine if you get used to it in a few days, but I don't think it will get better."

Everyone said one after another.

But what they didn't know was that apart from what was heard from Miss Jun's conversation with Mrs. Fang, there were other things that no one knew about.

"Of course the hot pot medicine can't cure him, and it will not be as good as before," Miss Jun said.

Mrs. Fang looked shocked.

"Then..." Mrs. Fang couldn't help asking.

"Because his body has been poisoned to death, he has become dependent. If he uses medicine to detoxify and the poison is removed suddenly, his body will collapse." Miss Jun said softly.

Mrs. Fang also knew this, otherwise she would not have dared to stop the medicine she was feeding him even though she knew it was poison.

"I'm conditioning his body now to get him out of the control of the poison, so the effect of the poison is gradually stripped away. His body is not used to it, and his spirit is not as good as before," Miss Jun said.

"When will it be ready? It's been almost ten days." Mrs. Fang couldn't help asking hastily.

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"It's been ten days," she said.

These words seemed meaningless, but Mrs. Fang couldn't help but blush.

Ten years are almost over, and I can't even wait for ten days.