Aunt Wu was very insistent, still leaning forward with her hands, hoping that Zhou Yuan could accept the gift: "Everyone can help testify, this is what I give to you willingly."
Zhou Yuan was helpless.
It's just an ordinary wooden box, and what's inside shouldn't be any treasures, but probably jewelry she used.
"Ruoli, go get it."
Ruoli hurriedly stepped forward: "Thank you Aunt Wu!" He came back with the wooden box and immediately handed it to Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan opened the box.
After just one glance, he immediately closed the box and handed it to Ruoli: "Aunt Wu, I really can't accept such an expensive gift."
Ruoli took the wooden box and wanted to return it.
Aunt Wu's face darkened: "I have been lonely and helpless all my life, and I don't even have children of my own. It's not that I can't have children, but that I don't want to."
"Why?" Wu Shirui raised his head in surprise. He couldn't believe his ears. How could such a thing happen? "Aunt, are you being stimulated? Did you say that on purpose?"
"I'm sober now." Aunt Wu said with tears in her eyes: "This land is all my dowry. Your second uncle is not good to me at all. He only cares about my family's money, not my people.
"
Wu Shirui didn't believe it.
Uncle Wu loved his aunt very much. Even if he could not have children, he never expressed dissatisfaction. He gave himself so much money to grow medicinal materials just to cure his aunt's illness.
"My second uncle is not such a person."
"I've been with him for decades, so I know him very well. I've been on the sickbed all the time. It's not really that I'm sick, it's him who gave me medicine." Aunt Wu said angrily.
Zhou Yuan looked at Xia Ruohai.
Xia Ruohai nodded: "This eldest sister was indeed poisoned by a kind of medicinal material, and because she was depressed, she became extremely ill."
"Is there any help?" Zhou Yuan asked.
There was hope in Aunt Wu's eyes. Since marrying Uncle Wu, she has rarely had the strength to leave the boudoir and has been trapped in that place: "If there is no hope, just give me a poison. I really can't afford it."
"Yes, yes!" Xia Ruohai said hesitantly, paused for a while, and then continued: "I can cure her body, but I can't cure her mind. She will still get sick."
Zhou Yuan looked at Aunt Wu.
Her face looks very smooth, not like someone in her fifties at all. Her skin is fair and fair, but she is skinny.
Those light blue eyes were full of infinite sadness, which made people feel sympathy and make them feel depressed.
"Perhaps, you can meet your beloved." Zhou Yuan expressed his thoughts: "You should cure her first."
Zhang Beimu came over at some point. When he heard this, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Aunt Wu is extremely ill. I invited three great doctors from Lanchuan Continent. They all said there is no cure. Are you lying?"
"Let's make a bet?" Xia Ruohai didn't want to take action at first, but now that Zhang Beimu said this, he immediately challenged her: "What will you say if I cure her?"
"I am willing to call you my master!" Zhang Beimu showed no signs of weakness and said tit for tat: "You are just a charlatan, and Mei Niang was killed by you."
Mei Niang has been burned to death.
Now that there was no evidence of death, but Aunt Wu was still alive, Xia Ruohai decided to show off his skills, and he took out his plum blossom needle without hesitation.
"Mrs. Wu, be patient and don't move around. I want to help you treat her now."
"I'm afraid of needles." Aunt Wu was trembling with fear. She couldn't sit still and leaned to one side: "Don't come over here."
Zhang Beimu laughed loudly: "I said you are a liar, but you still have to prove it to me. Before I even walked over, the patient was scared to death by you."
Zhou Yuan walked over silently, gently helped Aunt Wu up, and said softly: "Mrs. Wu, I will guard you, you don't have to be afraid."