Regardless of her current predicament, she pushed away Liao Yingzhong who was walking in front of her and rushed towards the bamboo forest without hesitation.

Liao Yingzhong was stunned, seeing that Wei Ruxin had been following him step by step, her eyes darkened, but she couldn't help but turn around and follow him.

In that compartment, there was indeed a little Zhuzhu wearing a moon-white brocade robe. He was frothing at the mouth and his whole body was limp. He was being hugged by Mrs. Changyi in a panic. Aqiao was holding his little head and was at a loss.

Kneel on the ground and scream.

There was a young boy running to the side to find the doctor in the house.

Jia Ping, with an irritable look on his face, stood angrily with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at his son who was having another attack with a pale face, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Madam!" Zhao Chonghuan rushed over.

Mrs. Changyi looked up and saw that the person who came was actually the young man who caused a lot of trouble in the mansion the day before yesterday. She couldn't help but be startled, but then she thought that the other person could save her son, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

And then there was the handsome figure of Wei Ruxin, and a sense of grievance and pain suddenly flooded her heart, so overwhelming that she trembled all over.

"Brother Zhao - hurry up, hurry up, save Zixian!" She suppressed her emotions and shouted with a choked voice.

Ah Qiao also saw Zhao Chonghuan, and her eyes were both happy and worried at once. The tangled melancholy, which was as fragrant as lilac, was wrapped around the twig-like eyebrows. She opened her mouth but couldn't say "Brother Zhao".

The words came out, but his lips were pursed, and he looked at the latter with his mouth pouted.

Zhao Chonghuan ignored Aqiao's thoughts and rushed directly to kneel on the ground to see Jia Zixian.

Seeing this, Jia Ping was stunned for a moment. When he saw who was coming, he immediately became furious and grabbed Zhao Chonghuan himself.

"Where did this kid come from? How dare you murder the golden grandson of Pingzhang Mansion!" His thin face was full of contempt and resentment, "Come here, my master, please drive her away!"

The surrounding guards heard the order and immediately stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Changyi pulled out a hollow pine, bamboo and plum gold hairpin from her head, poked it on her delicate neck with a stern expression, and yelled: "Who dares to come here and drive her away? I said let her treat the young master.

Sick, who of you dares to touch her? If you touch her, I will die in front of you today!"

This sudden change instantly stunned everyone around him.

The guards immediately did not dare to move. They all stared at their master with blank eyes, not knowing what to do.

There, Jia Ping's eyes were about to burst, his thin face was ashen, and even his slightly high cheekbones were green and white. He stared at Mrs. Changyi, as if he wanted to devour her angrily.

However, Mrs. Changyi glared angrily and pressed the golden hairpin against herself without giving in. Without shaking her hand, bright red blood gradually oozed from the sharp tip of the hairpin...

"Madam——" The two maids gathered around were trembling with fear and fell to their knees on the ground, begging, "Madam, please put down the hairpin——"

For a moment, the scene was like this.

However, Zhao Chonghuan couldn't care less about the tense situation between Jia Ping and his wife. He had already pulled off his own sleeve from Jia Ping's hand, then directly lifted up Jia Zixian's robe and started to give first aid to the little baby.

Wei Ruxin wanted to step forward to persuade her, but seeing the determination and despair on Mrs. Changyi's face, he stopped.

Liao Yingzhong watched with cold eyes, but what he looked at was Zhao Chonghuan's figure kneeling on the ground.

"What's going on?"
Chapter completed!