Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 53 It's just a broken flower and a willow (2)

Dieluo cried so much that day, it was earth-shattering. She cried and vomited up, vomited out all the steamed buns she had just eaten, and shouted to dance again, holding on with her ethereal body like a willow Dance in front of the bed.

Crying after throwing up, dancing after crying, throwing up after dancing... like crazy.

Jiu'er was so frightened that she crouched in and out to sweep her vomit, and finally watched Dieluo fall to the ground dying, she didn't have the strength to drag Dieluo to the bed and could only watch feebly.

Seeing that it was going to be night, Jiu'er immediately picked up the fan thrown away by Gongzi Ce, pulled off the thumb-sized jade pendant with all her strength and ran outside, so she could buy some food for Die Luo.

"Jiu'er, you can't go. Miss Dieluo is sick. She will infect you and you will die too. Listen to Yunsu and don't get close to Miss Dieluo anymore. She will die soon."

Just as Jiuer was about to go through the dog hole, Yunsu discovered him, and Yunsu followed him all the way, from the pawn shop to the steamed stuffed bun shop to the pharmacy Yunsu talked all the way, but he didn't have the strength to stop Jiuer.

"The day before I entered the daughter's building, my mother lay in bed without eating a grain of rice for three days. She said that being hungry was worse than being sick, so I couldn't just watch someone starve to death in front of me." Nine Er was holding the medicine in one hand and the steamed stuffed bun in the other. She didn't know what medicine to make, but she just asked the boss to make some tonic, which should be right.

Yunsu listened with half understanding, and suddenly took her hand and walked to a nearby shop, "Jiu'er, there is a fortune teller, shall we go and tell the fortune?"

Jiu'er squinted, and saw a fortune-telling stall at the street corner, an old fortune-teller with a long beard was collecting books and preparing to close the stall, and a curtain with the words "No money if it doesn't work" was fluttering in the wind.

(End of this chapter)