"Song Nuan..." Wen Chongzheng shouted, pulled Song Nuan aside and hid, and he tripped aside by something. After letting go of Song Nuan, he stopped just one meter away from Song Nuan.

Li used too much force and couldn't hold back for a while, so he stabbed straight towards the wall.

clang!

Bang!

ah……

Her abdomen was hit by the wooden handle, and cold sweat came out. But she didn't care about the pain and held a big iron fork and stabbed Song Nuan and the others, "Go to die!"

"Stop! Everyone, what are you doing?" Old Mrs. Wen shouted loudly, and the crowd automatically gave in and asked her to come in from outside.

Li couldn't hear it, and he pricked Song Nuan regardless of it.

Song Nuan flashed away and was about to fight back, but suddenly she felt dizzy. She shook her body lightly and closed her eyes. Wen Chongzheng's relaxed expression of watching the show was instantly solemn, and he ran to shout, "Song Nuan!"

The wind lifted the corner of her clothes, and Song Nuan wanted to dodge her body, but she was too heavy to the head. She closed her eyes and fell down softly. The last glance was full of Wen Chongzheng's anxious appearance.

With her body falling into a thin embrace, Song Nuan bent her mouth slightly.

This kid is a little conscience!

Blood drips on the ground, shocking!

clang!

Li dropped the big iron fork and looked up at Wen Chongzheng who was covered with frost. His heart trembled inexplicably, "I... I asked myself, I'm not trying to hurt you, Song Nuan first hurt my Wen Han."

Wen Chongzheng glanced at her coldly, and raised his thin lips lightly: "If Song Nuan has three long and two shorts, I will not be in harmony with you for the time being."

"Chongzheng, how is Nuannuan?" Old Mrs. Wen rushed over and looked at Song Nuan nervously in his arms. She saw Song Nuan's face turned pale and her head was sweating coldly.

"Let's go! Help her into the house first."

Li reached out to pull old lady Wen and said nervously: "Mom, I'm willing to not hit her at all, she pretended to be dizzy. And the matter was caused first, and she hit Wen Han when she went out. She hated Wen Han, Mom, you..."

Old Mrs. Wen shook her hand away and helped Wen Chongzheng hold Song Nuan, "I'll settle the score with you later."

"No! Mom, I won't blame me for this..."

"Do not go!" Wen Chongzheng reached out and pushed him away, "This matter is not over now, please wait!"

Li opened his mouth and was about to reject it, but was forced back by Old Mrs. Wen's eyebrow. She lowered her head and rubbed her hands, "Mom, I really don't blame me for this. You have to give it a bowl of water."

Old Mrs. Wen ignored her and helped Song Nuan into the house.

"Chongzheng, you take care of Nuannuan. I'll go find Dr. Zhu to come over, and there are injuries on your waist?" Old Mrs. Wen looked at his waist, her eyes gradually getting colder, "Don't worry! Grandma is the decision for you."

Wen Chongzheng nodded and placed Song Nuan flat on the bed.

Old Mrs. Wen turned around and went out to disperse the people watching the fun. Li and his son stood in front of her. They seemed to have already made up their words, and they rude them one by one.

Li: "Mom, this matter was really taken up by Song Nuan. Everyone saw it. She used her shoes to stuff Han'er's mouth when she went out, and almost made Han'er lose her son and grandson. You have to decide this for us."

Wen Han's eyes were red and his face turned red. I don't know if it was angry or because he was shy because he was dealt with by the little girl.

"Grandma, this matter is just what my mother said. When I came back, I saw my mother being beaten and fell into the yard. I asked them to come out and say it clearly, but Song Nuan came out and found fault. I... I know she hated me, but now everyone is a family, right? "

"You need to clean up." Wen Chong said with a newly twisted veil in his hand, and then closed the door with a slam.

Wen Han pointed to the closed door, his fingers trembling, "Grandma, look at him. Hey, grandma..." Before he finished speaking, he found that Mrs. Wen was walking towards the yard gate.

"Mom, my grandmother's heart is all tilted to the one inside." Wen Han looked at Li and said angrily: "I am the eldest grandson of the Wen family, and I am the one who brings the honor to the Wen family."

Li patted his shoulder, "Han'er, don't think too much! You are the eldest grandson of the Wen family, this is a fact that cannot be changed. The one in it, hum! You don't have to take it seriously."

Wen Han nodded and clenched his fists.

...

Song Nuan was dizzy for another two days and two nights, and she had a fever once in the middle.

Wen Chong stood in front of the bed, taking care of Song Nuan in front of the saddle and horse. He sat in front of the bed, his eyes fell on Song Nuan's face, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, and small diamond lips.

Although his face was pale and the freckles at the corners of his eyes were even more obvious, Wen Chongzheng did not feel annoyed when he looked at it, but instead felt it was real.

reality?

Is it really real?

He asked softly: "Are you Song Nuan?"

Gugugugu...

Her stomach was rumbling in her sleep. Song Nuan touched her stomach and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes hit her black and white eyes. She opened her mouth, and then she realized that her throat was very dry and she couldn't speak for a while.

"Wait a minute." Wen Chongzheng then realized, poured a bowl of water, held her and sat in front of him, "Drink water."

Song Nuan drank a bowl of water in one breath.

Wen Chongzheng held her and sat on the head of the bed, poured another bowl of water and fed her water.

After drinking three bowls of water in a row, Song Nuan felt a little more comfortable.

Wen Chongzheng put the empty bowl aside and asked, "How are you?"

"It's better, but it's not good again."

"Not good?" Wen Chongzheng frowned, "Where are you... you are uncomfortable?"

"I don't remember what happened before." Song Nuan had a bitter face and could only shamelessly pretend to lose her memory.

"Don't remember?" Wen Chongzheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly: "Okay, there is nothing good to remember."

Song Nuan didn't expect to pass this level so easily. She couldn't help but look at Wen Chongzheng strangely, "Don't you find it strange?"

This kid is so heartless.

"Should I find it strange?"

Well, she didn't know what to say after being criticized by him.

Gugugugu...

Song Nuan's stomach started to scream again.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Chongzheng asked.

"Yeah, I'm hungry."

"Wait a minute." Wen Chongzheng finished speaking and went out.

Song Nuan didn't see it. Wen Chongzheng's expression changed when he turned around, and his beautiful brows frowned slightly.

It took him a long time before he came in with the bowl, "Eat!"

Song Nuan looked at the things in the bowl and was stunned.

Seeing that she didn't take the bowl, Wen Chongzheng sat down and said, "I'll feed you. You just woke up and may have weak hands and feet."

He even forgot who was suppressed that night.

Song Nuan looked at him picking up something and shook her head intuition, "I don't eat this...grass."

"Grass?" Wen Chongzheng looked down at the thing he was holding and said in surprise, "This is a ground dish. You can't even remember the ground dish."

"I just don't remember." Song Nuan said with confidence, "I'm a patient."

It implies that the patient cannot eat such things.

In modern times, she is a person who is full of meat. Now she is asked to eat this kind of old wild vegetable with no oil, and she really can't open her mouth.

Gugugu... my stomach screamed again.

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