Poor Lady Chapter 54: Fiancee

"It's time to eat." A jailer put the food at the door of the cell, then turned and left.

Qi Surong brought in the food, a bowl of white rice topped with a few pieces of lean meat and a few stalks of vegetables. Because someone has been taking care of it before, her food is barely good, but today it looks a little rough. If it was before, she felt that this kind of prison food would be dirty even for dogs, let alone for herself. When I think about it carefully, I have indeed changed a lot. When my family is broken and my family is dying, it is a gift from heaven to be able to eat enough.

Qi Surong smiled, raised her chopsticks and began to pick up rice, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a mouse coming out of the corner, she picked up a piece of meat, and threw it over. The mouse was startled, and ran into the hole, then poked its head out, sniffed it with its nose, and made sure there was no danger, then ran out again, jumped to the piece of meat, and ate it with relish.

The master once said that everything in the world can be a friend. A person feels that he has no love in his life because he can't see anything other than favor, wealth, and power, and ignores other beautiful scenery. Even weak ants and disgusting insects can bring different pleasures to people. What people need is not fear and hatred, but an optimistic and cheerful heart.

So, today's Qi Surong can have fun in hardships and dare to survive in danger.

At this moment, a shrill cry came from his ear, Qi Surong followed the sound, and saw the mouse writhing and struggling on the ground, and after a while it stopped moving.

Qi Surong's complexion changed, and he hurried over to check, only to find that the mouse had died.

She immediately put down the rice bowl, wiped the chopsticks with her clothes, and then carefully inserted into her throat.

"Ugh." She leaned against the corner of the wall and tried to vomit. After a long while, I managed to spit out a few mouthfuls of rice. She didn't take much just now, so she didn't know how toxic the poison was.

Weakly fell to the ground, Qi Surong hugged her belly, her face was pale, dripping with cold sweat.

She wanted to call for help, but her throat seemed to be torn, and she couldn't make any sound. She was struggling to move to the door of the cell and knocked on the iron lock on the cell door with all her might. The body began to convulse, looking at the dead mouse in the corner, her vision gradually blurred, she didn't want to die, really didn't want to die...

"Su Rong, what's the matter with you?" A familiar voice came to his ears, Feng Zhan shouted, "Come on!"

The iron lock was opened, Feng Zhan helped Qi Surong up, and asked anxiously: "Surong, what's wrong with you?" Why did something happen just after returning to the prison?

Qi Surong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to the doctor right away." As he spoke, he picked her up.

Several jailers immediately stopped him: "Master Feng, you cannot take the prisoner away without Mr. Zhou's permission."

"Get out of the way, I'll give Master Zhou an explanation later!" Feng Zhan said fiercely.

"Master Zhou has ordered in advance that after this woman returns to prison, she can no longer be released on the grounds of medical treatment, unless she is cleared of the crime."

"Get out!" Feng Zhan was about to rush out with Qi Surong in his arms, but the jailers immediately surrounded him and prevented him from leaving.

Feng Zhan was anxious and angry, Qi Surong's breathing in his arms became weaker and weaker, she slightly raised her eyes and moved her lips.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Zhan put his ear closer.

Qi Surong said in a barely audible voice: "I...will not...give up, I want...to live..."

"You will live!" Feng Zhan's eyes were red, and he no longer hesitated, and rushed out like an angry lion.

The jailers didn't dare to hurt him, they could only watch him run out of the prison.

"Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Du's figure appeared at the entrance of the prison.

"I want to take her to see a doctor." Feng Zhan said coldly.

"If I remember correctly, she just came back from your other hospital yesterday." Zhou Du said with a blank expression, "The injury has obviously been cured, why did it relapse once she was imprisoned? Sir Feng, are you going to kill me?" Jingtian Mansion's prison is your own back garden, you can come and go when you want?"

"I still want to ask Mr. Zhou, why did she become like this just after she returned to the prison?" Feng Zhan said bluntly, "Mr. Zhou, please let me take her to the doctor first, and then come to plead guilty later. .”

"Master Feng, what is the relationship between this Miss Qi and you?" Zhou Du raised his eyebrows and said, "You even gave up your official reputation and future for her?"

"She is my fiancée, can Mr. Zhou accommodate this relationship?" He forcibly took Qi Surong out of the prison, and this matter must attract criticism. For the sake of Qi Surong's boudoir reputation, Feng Zhan simply decided on this title first.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Du's eyes, but he didn't agree immediately. He just murmured: "Even so, I can't let her go easily. Who knows if her illness is true or not? Why don't you stay in Jingzhou for a while?" Tianfu, I sent someone to invite the doctor."

Feng Zhan looked at Qi Surong, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his consciousness was blurred. He raised his head and said: "Doctor, my book boy will invite me, please arrange a room for us, sir."

"It's easy to say." Zhou Du signaled his subordinates to bring Feng Zhan and Qi Surong into the back hall.

Feng Zhan carefully placed Qi Surong on the bed, and wiped off the sweat on her face with his sleeve.

"You will be fine, the doctor will be here soon."

However, Feng Zhan waited for a long time, but he never got the doctor, and his book boy never came back.

He was very anxious, but he was worried about leaving her here alone. It was obvious that someone in Jingtian Mansion wanted to harm her.

Qi Surong's breathing became weaker and weaker, and her body temperature gradually turned cold. Feng Zhan hesitated for a while, stepped forward to help her up, hugged her into his arms, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and whispered in her ear: "It's okay, you will be fine."

In a daze, Qi Surong regarded Feng Zhan as Gu Jinyun, unconsciously embraced him with both hands, and retracted into his arms, his limp body was somewhat dependent.

Feng Zhan likes the feeling of being needed and trusted, and his heart beats faster unconsciously. It was the first time he was so close to her, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her on the forehead,

Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks, and Qi Surong murmured unconsciously: "...I'm sorry, I... really... really want to be... your wife, we will be together forever..."

"Su Rong." Feng Zhan said anxiously and happily, "As long as you get better, I swear, I will marry you as my wife!"

Qi Surong's hand hangs down feebly, and her breathing stops suddenly.

Feng Zhan's heart tightened, and he called softly: "Su Rong, Su Rong, Su Rong... No! Don't die! You said you wanted to live! Su Rong!"

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Du walked in with an ugly middle-aged man.

"The doctor is here." Zhou Du said.

Feng Zhan didn't bother to question Zhou Du, and immediately made way for the doctor.

The middle-aged doctor felt the pulse, then raised Qi Surong's eyelids, and said: "She has passed away."

Feng Zhan's face turned pale, and he was about to say something, when he saw the doctor suddenly raised his hands and put a few golden needles on Qi Surong's acupuncture points. But within a few breaths, Qi Surong breathed shortly, and regained his vitality.

"Fortunately, the time to stop breathing is not long, just in time for treatment." The doctor said again.

Can you stop panting when you speak? He was almost sick from fright! Feng Zhan looked at the doctor speechlessly.

However, this person only used a few golden needles to save the person, and his medical skills are indeed excellent. He cupped his hands and asked, "I don't know what to call this doctor?"

"Jiang Yao." He replied while helping Qi Surong to find out his pulse.

"I don't know how she is?"

"Poisoned." Jiang Yao said succinctly, "The poison is very strong, but fortunately, the dose of medicine is not large." She should have induced vomiting beforehand, and her emergency response ability is good. Jiang Yao secretly thought.

"Poisoned?" Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Du with sharp eyes, and said coldly, "Master Zhou, how do you explain? People who respect Tianfu can poison people at will?"

Zhou Du's face remained unchanged and he said: "I will investigate this matter myself, Lord Feng, don't worry."

Feng Zhan sneered, Cha? I'm afraid there will never be any results.

At this time, Jiang Yao said: "I was entrusted by Miss Qi to see a doctor for the young master, and I just came from the Hou's mansion."

Feng Zhan was taken aback, this sentence revealed a lot of information. First of all, this doctor was invited by Qi Surong in advance to help the young master, her poison may be related to the Hou's mansion, and the fact that this doctor came from the Hou's mansion to treat Qi Surong is probably because of the old disease of the young man There is hope for a cure.

Feng Zhan looked at the sleeping Qi Surong, she had expected that Lord Hou would deal with her cruelly, so she sold them a favor first? If this opportunity is not grasped properly, she will surely die today. Besides, how could she be sure that this doctor Jiang would be able to cure the young master?

Su Rong, Su Rong, you seem to be hiding a lot of secrets. Feng Zhan's eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. She once said that she wanted to be his wife, and when she recovered, she would not let her down. With this woman by my side in the future, this life will not be in vain.

When Gu Jinyun received the news, it was already the second day after Qi Surong was poisoned. He asked someone to go to Jingtian Mansion to inquire. Although he learned that Su Rong was fine, the one taking care of her was Feng Zhan, who claimed to be his fiancé. Their relationship has almost become an open secret.

Gu Jinyun appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with ice and fire. He couldn't stand his woman being called another man's name. He decided to help her get rid of the stigma as soon as possible, bring her back safely, and then marry her right away.

Feng Zhan stayed in Jingtian Mansion to take care of Qi Surong. Three days later, the Feng family sent someone to call him home urgently.

Feng Fu pointed at him angrily and said, "When did the daughter of the Qi family become your fiancée?"

"It was just completed a few days ago." Feng Zhan smiled nonchalantly, "Although Su Rong is a commoner now, he is a 'National Embroidery Master' personally appointed by the emperor, more than enough for your son."

"What is a national embroidery master?" Feng's father scolded, "You are the eldest son of the Feng family, a fourth-rank official, with an unlimited future, how can you have anything to do with a criminal woman?"

"She was framed by someone." Feng Zhan retorted, "The stigma will be washed away soon, father don't have to worry."

"Even so, her reputation is ruined. I will never allow you to marry such a woman."

"Father, what my child decides will never change." Feng Zhan said firmly, "Even if I want to exchange an official position, I will not hesitate at all."

"You are really a demon! So what's so good about the Qi family daughter? It's worth your effort?"

"Father will definitely like her when he sees her in the future."

"I never want to see him." Father Feng slapped the table and said, "You'd better stay away from her and sever ties with her completely, otherwise don't blame the father for being cruel."

"Father," Feng Zhan said seriously, "don't force me."

"So what if I force you?" Father Feng snorted coldly.

"The child dare not disobey his father, but the father can't stop the child from hurting himself. In the future, the child will use as many wounds as Surong suffers."