The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Soon, the door opened from the inside.

The room was quiet, the candles that were lit up were extinguished one by one, and the light was a little dim.

The old man fell to the ground with all his strength, and the whole figure seemed to be dead.

To tell the truth, he didn't rescue people, he just helped hold a box and lighted a few oil lamps and candles, but he was the only one who witnessed Gu Jiao dragging people back from the Palace of Hell.

How thrilling the process was, he had never encountered it before, and he will never encounter it again.

The housekeeper greeted the maid to help him up, and she took small steps to the bed. As a result, she saw a little girl dressed as a village girl sitting on the edge of her little master's bed.

This is Young Master Hou's bed!

Where did the wild girl come from, how dare you dirty the little boy's bed!

No matter if the mama opened her mouth, she was about to scold, but unexpectedly found that the other party was not lying on the bed of his little son, but the little son... grabbed the girl's hand.

The housekeeper is Mrs. Hou's roommate. She watched the little son grow up. What kind of virtue is the little son... er no, she can't be more clear about his character. He is arrogant, unfriendly, and doesn't get close to people. Even the hands of his own mother and sister have not been pulled.

The steward's mother suspected that she had misunderstood her, and stepped forward to look again. She was sure that this girl was not being clever. It was really her little son who grabbed her and pulled her so tightly that the back of her hand was red.

It's rare that this girl doesn't feel pain and throw it away...

The little son fell asleep again, his breathing and complexion were completely different from when he was in a coma, so the steward can see that he has improved.

"Ah, how could it be, just now..." The little girl who followed up widened her eyes.

"Shut up!" The steward's mama stopped her. In the New Year's Eve, if she dared to say that the little boy was out of breath, she would tear her mouth to pieces!

"Cough, this is my medicine boy." The old doctor explained.

It turned out to be the medicine boy of Huichuntang.

The steward's expression became more polite, and she asked softly, "Did my little son wake up just now?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiao nodded and turned to look at her, "Woke up for a while, took medicine and fell back asleep."

Due to Gu Jiao's movement of turning her face around, the steward's mama could see her left cheek clearly, but she actually had such a big birthmark, and she thought she was a little beauty when she looked at her sideways, what a pity...

She thought that if the young master really likes this girl, it is not impossible to keep it in the room as her own person.

The little boy's brows were stretched out, and it seemed that he slept very comfortably. The mammy in charge could not remember how long it was that the little boy had not had a good night's sleep. Angina and palpitations.

The steward didn't dare to make a noise, and stood silently by the side.

Gu Jiao was busy rescuing him and didn't pay attention to his appearance. After a closer look, he realized that he was outrageously good-looking.

What a beautiful little sick girl, it's a foul!

Okay, for the sake of your beauty, I'll allow you to pull your little hand.

The ground dragon was burned under the floor of the house, and the heat dissipation was very even, not dry, and it was very comfortable.

Gu Jiao's drowsiness struck, little by little her head began to peck at the rice, and she fell down with a thud.

The old doctor and the steward mammy were startled, and saw Gu Jiao lying on the little son's pillow and fell asleep. This frightened the two of them. The old doctor couldn't even make a sound!

The corner of the steward's mouth twitched, pulling your hand to give you a face, who made you fall asleep beside the little son's pillow? Push your nose on your face, right?

The steward mama doesn't care whether it will wake up the young master now. She walked over in three steps and two steps, and was about to pull Gu Jiao up arrogantly, but when she stretched out her hand, the sleeping young master seemed to be sensing something. , woke up suddenly.

He described being thin,

The skin is also thinner than ordinary people, and light blue blood vessels can be faintly seen under the skin.

He gave the steward's mother a cold look.

The steward shivered with fright from that look, and stumbled several steps!

This young master of Hou Mansion is notoriously difficult to provoke, his temper is not good, he is not friendly, and because he is seriously ill, no one dares to do anything to him, and his behavior is completely unreasonable.

None of the maids in his room were able to work for a month, either he drove away or scared him away.

The steward is Mrs. Hou's confidant, otherwise he would have driven him away many times.

The steward didn't dare to be hard with him, smiled and said softly, "Little..."

Young Master: "Go away!"

The steward: "Yes!"

The steward went out in a hurry.

The old doctor was at a loss: Um... do I want to go out?

No one pays attention to him!

How pitiful!

The little boy looked at the person who was sleeping soundly beside his pillow. Her face was facing in his direction. Half of her face was squeezed out of little fat, and her little mouth was pouting, a little cute.

She showed the left side of her face with a birthmark.

Young Master Gu hates anything flawed, and refuses to be approached by anyone.

Only this time was an exception.

He didn't think she was ugly at all. He looked at her sleeping soundly and listened to her breathing so close to her, that a feeling of wanting to be close to her suddenly rose in his heart.

Ordinary people may have scruples, but Young Master Gu is not an ordinary person. Since he was born, he has lived a life of waiting to die. How could such a person care about the rules of the world?

He felt comfortable being close to her, and he did.

Young Master Gu leaned closer to her. He didn't let go of the hand that held her. Instead, he weakly raised his other hand and evened her quilt.

Then he fell asleep next to her with great peace of mind.

When Young Master Gu woke up, Gu Jiao was no longer there. He angrily tore up several antique paintings of the former dynasty that his father had collected! ! !

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After leaving the villa, Er Dong's family asked about the condition of the young master of the Hou Mansion.

Gu Jiao didn't answer, but asked first, "What did the imperial doctor say?"

Er Dong's family was not idle outside, so he inquired about the situation with the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor was quite generous, and told Er Dong's family everything he knew: "...It is said to be a lack of qi, blood stasis, and a heart disease. "

"What do you think of Doctor Li?" Gu Jiao asked.

The old doctor also took the pulse of the young master when he was asleep, and he said thoughtfully, "It must be a heart attack."

Gu Jiao was silent. In fact, her diagnosis was similar to the two of them. In the words of his previous life, he suffered from congenital heart disease.

This disease was too difficult to treat in ancient times.

Drugs alone are not enough, and surgery is necessary. This surgery is much more complicated than Xiao Liulang's surgery. She currently does not have the corresponding surgical conditions.

"Miss Gu, can it be cured?" the second master asked.

Gu Jiao thought for a while and said, "I left him medicine, so let's treat him conservatively first."