After Duan Jiu returned to his room, he sat on the bed for a while, his mind went blank, but the hatred was always in his chest.
Duan Jiu clenched his fists, but then loosened them weakly. Yes, now he is weak and pitiful, trapped in this Langtou Village, and he doesn't know when he can go back.
I don't know whether it was because of his physical weakness or because he had relaxed after his near-death experience today, but Duan Jiu felt very tired.
He took off his clothes and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. Originally, Duan Jiu's sleep was very light. In that palace, he never knew who would suddenly jump out in the darkness and kill him.
Therefore, Duan Jiu never dared to sleep deeply. Even in his sleep, he always remained vigilant. It seemed that he had never had a peaceful sleep for so many years.
Nangong Chuiyang knew that Duan Jiu would not tell Jiang Fang about his poisoning, but he, who had always been very confident in his medical skills, was helpless against the poison on Duan Jiu.
During this period, Jiang Fang was the only hope Nangong Chuiyang saw. If Jiang Fang was not told, Duan Jiu would probably die of the poison after a while.
Nangong Chuiyang gritted his teeth and secretly followed Jiang Fang back to the room while Duan Jiu was leaving. Jiang Fang frowned when he saw Nangong Chuiyang.
She knew that he was not a fool, he was just pretending, but now that he followed her back to the house, wouldn't he go so far as to use his identity as a fool to sleep in the same room with her?
Jiang Fang tightened his clothes and asked warily: "What's wrong? Why don't you go back to your room to sleep at this late hour?"
Nangong Chuiyang seemed to see what Jiang Fang was thinking. He wanted to jump up and scold Jiang Fang for not knowing himself, but he couldn't. He wanted to do something big now.
Nangong Chuiyang carefully pulled the corner of Jiang Fang's clothes and said, "Mother, I see that brother Duan Jiu has been feeling uncomfortable since he came back. Just now I touched his hand and it felt very hot. He seemed to be uncomfortable..."
Although Jiang Fang treated Duan Jiu's wounds after returning, the wounds did not look serious, but Duan Jiu's weak appearance was indeed a bit strange.
Could it be that he was too careless when he checked and overlooked some things? Jiang Fang thought for a moment and said, "Then mother, go see my brother. You should go back to the house and sleep first."
After saying that, Jiang Fang walked out. When he came to Duan Jiu's house, he seemed to have fallen asleep. Jiang Fang called him several times but there was no response from him.
Jiang Fang felt something was wrong. Normally, Jiu would have just slept at this time. It was impossible for him to be so asleep, right?
Jiang Fang pushed the door directly and went in. Duan Jiu still didn't seem to respond. Jiang Fang lit the candle and found that Duan Jiu's forehead was covered with sweat and his brows were furrowed tightly. He must have had a nightmare.
Duan Jiu stood on the empty hilltop. A few birds occasionally flew over his head, but the calls of those birds seemed particularly strange.
In an instant, Duan Jiu saw the three bandits during the day. They were walking toward him with lewd smiles. Duan Jiu felt strange. He had obviously been rescued by Jiang Fang, hadn't he? Why did he come back here again?
The three people didn't give Duan Jiu Sui time to think. They rushed directly in front of Duan Jiu and tore his clothes apart. Duan Jiu kept struggling, but was helplessly pinned to the ground.
The clothes were torn piece by piece, exposing his thin and white chest. Duan Jiu closed his eyes, and at that moment he bit his tongue fiercely.
Since you can't escape, then just die. Maybe you won't have that kind of pain and you won't have to bear such heavy shackles.
But even so, Duan Jiu didn't feel the pain he should have. He opened his eyes and saw himself kneeling in front of Jiang Fang.
Jiang Fang was lying on the side, and blood seemed to be flowing from his head. Duan Jiu was a little panicked. He crawled in front of Jiang Fang and tried to wake her up, but she seemed to have no breath.
Duan Jiu looked at the blood on his hands and the corner of the table stained red with blood. Jiang Fang was dead. He was killed by himself. It turned out that Jiang Fang was dead from the beginning.
So the later courtyard house and those happy and happy lives were all imagined by myself, right? Without Jiang Fang, there would be no courtyard house, and there would be no Jiang family with laughter and joy, right?
Duan Jiu collapsed a little. He was holding Jiang Fang's body, and his warm palms seemed to be slowly turning cold.
"Jiang Fang, Jiang Fang!"
Duan Jiu frowned and shouted loudly, but he didn't seem to open his eyes. He was still sweating on his forehead and his face was unusually pale.
Jiang Fang took Duan Jiu's pulse. After a while, Jiang Fang frowned. It turned out that he was so weak not because of malnutrition, but because there was always a toxin in his body.
But Duan Jiu seemed to have never mentioned this matter to himself. He should have known about it, but he chose to conceal it.
If it hadn't been for today's incident, he might have been poisoned and died. Jiang Fang didn't even know that he was poisoned. How ridiculous is that? As a doctor, he didn't even know that his husband was poisoned.
Duan Jiu still didn't wake up from the nightmare. Jiang Fang's body suddenly disappeared. He suddenly came to the Jiang family's courtyard again. Jiang Fang smiled and stretched out his hand to him.
But just when Duan Jiu was about to put his hand on Jiang Fang's, Jiang Fang's smiling face suddenly changed and turned into his mother's hand.
Everything around seemed to start to change again, turning into the palace of Yue State. The man suddenly grabbed his mother's neck from behind and pinned her to the ground.
Duan Jiu got up and wanted to save his mother, but found that his body passed between them. He watched his mother being strangled by the man, and then violently violated her.
Duan Jiu closed his eyes, he didn't dare to look, the world suddenly became quiet, everything seemed to have returned to darkness, and he could no longer tell which ones were reality and which ones were dreams.
Jiang Fang felt angry when he looked at Duan Jiu's face. If he could have said it earlier, maybe the toxin might not be so troublesome. Now it seems that it is not so easy to cure.
Thinking that Duan Jiu was hiding it from her, Jiang Fang's movements became less gentle. Instead of gently patting Duan Jiu's shoulder and calling him, she slapped him twice.
Duan Jiu woke up instantly after these two slaps. When he saw Jiang Fang sitting aside, he still couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
But he couldn't care anymore. He sat up and hugged Jiang Fang. For some reason, he felt that Jiang Fang was the only one he could rely on.