The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

  Chapter 473 Long-haired Junxin: Yuwei Extra Story (3)

   "Okay!" Huahua bit her lip unwillingly.

  Obviously her lady didn't smash anyone up.

  Miss, why do you want to take this responsibility?

Miss has been doing this kind of thankless things for years, just now, she was clearly helping the young lady, helping the young lady to cover up her secret going out, but in the end, she didn't lose any benefits, and she was punished for it. mother punishment.

   She died of injustice, but the eldest lady didn't say a word for her.

   Really asking for trouble!

   Huahua sighed deeply, speechless.

  Song Weidao: "Come here and help me. Let's get the person to the inn first, and then help find a doctor to take a look. When the doctor sees that there is nothing wrong, I will leave."

   "Okay." Although Huahua was somewhat reluctant, she did not refuse.

  The two master and servant took Junyu to an inn, and called a doctor to help Junyu check his body.

  Jun Yu was seriously ill at first, his life was hanging by a thread, and he was hit by Song Wei's fall, he really almost died.

  This doctor is famous far and wide, and has two brushes.

  He gave Junyu an injection to clear the stagnant blood vessels in his body, and prescribed medicine for Junyu to help cure his illness.

  The medicines prescribed are all good medicines, which are very expensive.

  Song Wei spent almost all the money on his body before paying for the consultation fee and medicine for Junyu.

Hua Hua felt uncomfortable looking at it, she muttered to the side: "Miss, the mistress doesn't want to see you, how difficult it is for you to save some money? Why do you want to spend money on a stranger, and spend all the money on your body?" .”

   "Huahua..." Song Wei had a headache, "Can you say a few words less?"

  She also loves money, but as long as the money is spent wisely, it is not a waste of money, and there is nothing to feel bad about.

  Hua Hua puffed her cheeks, "My servant loves Miss, so I can't."

Song Wei patted Huahua's shoulder, "Just now you heard from the doctor that even though this young master was sick and dying, my fall almost ended him directly. I should help him get a doctor to treat him."

   "Miss..." Huahua still disagrees with Song Wei's words.

  Song Wei said again: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

   "Okay, I'll listen to you." Hua Hua said: "We don't want to treat him, we just hope he is not that kind of white-eyed wolf."

   "Okay, go follow the doctor to get the medicine! By the way, tell Xiaoer to make some porridge." Song Wei said: "I'll help this young man wipe his face."

   "Okay." Hua Hua said, "I'm leaving now, Miss, you should be careful."

"Um."

  Huahua followed the doctor to grab the medicine. Song Wei saw that Junyu's robe was soaked and stained after wiping his face, so he helped him take it off.

   But his undershirt was also soaked.

  Song Wei wanted to change for him, but there was no clothes around him.

   Fortunately, there is a tailor shop next door, so she used the hairpin on her head to help change into a pair of bottoms and panties.

  She took the clothes back while hurting the hairpin.

  At this moment, Junyu has undergone some medical treatment, and his internal injuries have healed a lot. He has woken up and is sitting with his pillow.

  Seeing Song Wei, he was a little surprised. Who is this person? Why save him?

"Are you awake?" Song Wei happily put the undershirt beside the bed and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you porridge. I asked Xiaoer to make porridge for you, just in case you woke up, you can Drink it while it's hot."

  Song Wei hurried downstairs to get the porridge, and brought it to Jun Yu.

   "Young master, I smashed you and almost killed you. Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you." Song Wei was speaking, stirring the steaming porridge in the bowl with a spoon a few times.

  Jun Yu looked at her.

  The woman has fair skin, a pair of almond eyes, a small peach mouth, and a silver hook nose. She looks pretty, but definitely not stunning.

   But she spoke softly and pleasantly, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

  Jun Yu was originally a little irritable because of being rescued, but now listening to the girl's gentle and gentle voice, the irritability in his heart was suppressed a lot.

  He asked: "Dare to ask what is the girl's name?"

  Song Wei looked at Jun Yu and said, "My name is Song Wei."

   "Thank you Miss Song for saving me today." Jun Yu said, "Let's go, girl, I'm fine now."

   "Why are you okay?" Song Wei was anxious, "The doctor said that your condition is very bad. It was originally a minor illness, but it has become a serious illness. If it continues, you may die."

  Jun Yu didn't reply any more, as if he didn't care if he was alive or not.

  He doesn't care.

  Song Weidao: "Do you really not care about your own life?"

  Jun Yu didn't speak, and acquiesced.

  Song Wei said again: "How many people in this world want to live but can't, but you...you don't want to live anymore?"

Song Wei suddenly cried and talked about his mother, "My little mother died when I was three years old, I was so young at that time, and the mistress didn't like me, you know how much my little mother wanted to live to protect me Is it? But the sky is not as good as people want, she died, no matter how much medicine she took, she couldn't be saved..."

   "You just need to take medicine to survive now." Song Wei, "You can't look like this, you have to live well."

  Jun Yugui said, "I'm already like this, what's the point of living?"

   Song Wei understood what Jun Yu meant, he was suffering from the ruin of his face, and he didn't want to live anymore.

  She persuaded: "Why is it meaningless? You are a man, even if you hurt your face, you can join the military camp and make contributions. You can create a lot of value, and you can't give up on yourself."

   "It's just a skin on the outside, it's nothing. You shouldn't be ruined because of your ambitions."

"Ha ha…"

  Jun Yu sneered sarcastically.

   It's not to ridicule Song Wei's words. Every sentence Song Wei said makes sense and sounds good.

  He was mocking himself.

  He is not strong enough, he is too cowardly, too weak to accept the pain of his face being ruined, and he can't think about the pain, it is useless for others to say anything.

  He doesn't want to live anymore, he really doesn't want to live anymore. Even if he can still create a lot of value and live meaningfully, he doesn't want to live anymore.

   "Food is the most important thing for the people, well, don't think about anything else, open your mouth and drink porridge?" Song Wei filled a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Jun Yu's mouth.

  Jun Yu didn't want to drink, he still wanted to die, but when he saw the worry and concern in the girl's eyes, he opened his mouth involuntarily.

   Just like that, Song Weiwei fed Junyu a whole bowl of porridge spoon by spoon.

   After eating, Junyu's stomach is warm, and his body is also much warmer.

  However, he somewhat resisted the feeling of gradually gathering vitality, and he still wanted to die.

   "...I've finished my porridge, can Miss Song leave?" As long as she leaves, he should be able to continue his life of dying like before, right?

  (end of this chapter)