"This medicine is not drunk like this, these tonic decoctions are like poison to Madame, if you take this tonic every day, your body will be better." Jiang Cheng'er was so angry that he couldn't care that he was talking to the prime minister's wife.

The prime minister didn't understand what Jiang Cheng'er said, the two said as they walked and said that they had already walked to the door, the maid pushed the door open, and Jiang Cheng'er and the prime minister walked in together and closed it instantly.

This room is not breathable and does not have any light, except for the lighting of a few candles, there is no light, in this kind of airtight, invisible room will get depression, what is the difference between this and prison!

Not only that, there is a large amount of soothing incense in the room, and the smell of agarwood is the most serious, not to mention a weak person, even Jiang Cheng'er feels uncomfortable when she smells it, and the prime minister's wife is even more uncomfortable.

Behind the screen is the bed, and the person lying on the bed is the prime minister's wife, wearing a pink shirt lying on the bed, her eyes are hollow, and many things are not like words.

Jiang Cheng'er approached and looked at the prime minister's wife carefully.

"Jiang ...... Jiang Cheng'er. ”

The prime minister's wife blurted out Jiang Cheng'er's name.

Jiang Cheng'er was stunned, how did she know her name, Jiang Cheng'er looked at Mrs. carefully, why did the two of them look so similar, and they both had the surname Jiang.

Jiang Cheng'er's head hurt, as if she was tightly grasped by a pair of hands, how could this be.

Could it be that the prime minister's wife is the mother of the original owner?

are all surnamed Jiang, the surname Jiang itself is less, plus the feeling of being familiar with the prime minister at first sight, is it possible that all this is true?

"I'm a mother, Jiang Cheng'er, I'm a mother." The Prime Minister's wife coughed as she spoke.

Jiang Cheng'er said: "You recognized the wrong person. ”

Jiang Cheng'er went out here, and the prime minister calmed his wife for a while, and he felt very strange when he listened to what his wife said to Jiang Cheng'er.

"You know my wife?"

"I don't know."

Jiang Cheng'er concluded that she didn't know it, and there was indeed no such person in her memory.

The prime minister looked at the sky in the distance and said: "Many years ago, I came back from the frontier, I met gangsters on the way, and my wife and I separated, when I was separated, my wife was pregnant, if the child was still there, it should be the size of Miss Jiang, I couldn't find Mrs. for a whole year, until the next year I went to Zhejiang to inspect, found that Mrs. fell on the side of the road, I was happy to forget about the child, and when I reacted, I asked Mrs. She didn't remember." The prime minister's eyes moistened as he spoke, and he had been obsessed with conceiving a child all these years.

The prime minister said this, but he felt much more comfortable, and no one could say it after holding back these words all these years.

All this has nothing to do with Jiang Cheng'er, but because of the original owner, her heart is like pressing a large stone and she can't breathe.

Jiang Cheng'er, Mrs. Jiang, child.

What the hell does it matter.

"I will cure Madame's illness as soon as possible, and the rest is your and Madame's business, I just need to do my thing."

Jiang Cheng'er said indifferently.

She didn't want to get into too much trouble.

Seeing Jiang Cheng'er's indifferent appearance, the prime minister probably knew that she wouldn't listen to anything he said, but he didn't know what was going on, and the prime minister just wanted to say these words to Jiang Cheng'er.

It's weird, too.

When Jiang Cheng'er returned to Mrs. Jiang's room again, Mrs. Jiang had already gotten up, and looking at Mrs. Jiang's face was indeed distressing, and the bloodless face made anyone feel uncomfortable.

Looking at Mrs. Jiang's face, Jiang Cheng'er glanced at herself in the mirror behind her again, this face was exactly the same as her, Jiang Cheng'er was a little timid and didn't dare to speak, she stared at Mrs. Jiang's face, not knowing what to say, Jiang Cheng'er thought for a while and said, "How does Madam feel about her body." Jiang Cheng'er looked at her weak appearance, what else could she do, naturally she was weak and uncomfortable.

Mrs. Jiang coughed, and couldn't tell whether it was gentle or weak, and said: "My body has been like this all these years, I have been used to it, and I bothered the doctor to help me take a look today, look at the doctor's appearance, he is probably only twelve or thirteen years old, and he is really a young man, cough cough ......" Saying that, Mrs. Jiang coughed out of breath, and the subordinate heard the cough and hurriedly handed the decoction in, and then walked to the door, Jiang Cheng'er hurriedly took the bowl in the hand of the next person, and the strong smell of medicine filled the nasal cavity.

"Take a deep breath, inhale, exhale." Jiang Cheng'er put the bowl aside and didn't give it to Mrs., seeing that Mrs. Jiang still has asthma symptoms like this, but fortunately, it is not serious.

After taking a deep breath for a long time, Mrs. Jiang eased up, and she didn't feel uncomfortable, Mrs. looked at Jiang Cheng'er with surprised eyes, this was the first time she could not cough without taking medicine, and it would be better if she could not take medicine in the future.

It seems that it is still necessary to rely on miracle doctors.

"I've gotten used to it all these years, but if I get refreshed one day, I'm not used to it, and when that day comes, I guess I'll be dead when I return to the light." Madame said with a deep sigh.

Jiang Cheng'er's heart was inexplicably uncomfortable, it must be unlucky to say this in a good way, but how could she feel uncomfortable in her heart, it was not because of this similar face.

In the end, it's because of the influence of the original owner.

She has practiced medicine for many years, has seen a lot of patients, and has handled countless patients in her previous life, even if she is not fully sure of Mrs. Jiang's illness, she has eight or nine points of confidence, but she is just depressed and tired, as long as she finds the root cause and recuperates, these are not a problem.

But the key is what is the source of Mrs. Jiang's illness.

Jiang Cheng'er led Mrs. Jiang to the bedside, and also took advantage of this gap to make Mrs. Jiang's pulse clear, the pulse was floating and weak, and the pulse was like a ball of confusion, which was caused by typical mental depression, Jiang Cheng'er didn't understand very well, Mrs. Prime Minister was good at everything, what did she think about and was depressed?

Jiang Cheng'er thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered the child that the prime minister said just now, could it be because of the child many years ago, as long as the child's matter is solved, maybe Mrs. Jiang will get better.

"Madame has been worrying about the child's affairs all these years."

Mrs. Jiang doesn't like others to mention the child, she was indeed pregnant many years ago, and she can't remember what happened later, and when the child woke up was gone, she also fell ill.

Ask anyone about it without saying a word.

It's like it never happened.

Now that she was talked about by this Jiang girl, it aroused her sadness, and Mrs. Jiang nodded and didn't say anything.

"Listen to me, the Prime Minister, Mrs. had an accident many years ago and separated from him for a whole year, and when the Prime Minister finds you again, your child is gone, your body is weak, and even your temperament has changed, don't you remember these things?" Jiang Cheng'er spoke every word clearly, and she spoke forcefully, which could ensure that Mrs. Jiang could hear what she said clearly.

Child? Mrs. Jiang smiled helplessly, she also wanted the child, but she didn't know where the child was, and the self-deprecating smile on her face couldn't hold up, but Mrs. Jiang said: "I'm a useless person, I've been dragging this body all these years day by day, if I wasn't in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I'm afraid I would have died early, if I died, maybe I could still see my child!" As she spoke, Mrs. Jiang touched her belly.

Her child definitely didn't die, absolutely not.

Speaking of which, the original owner and Mrs. Jiang can be regarded as sympathy, not that the original owner also lost her child, she had no mother when she was young, if she had a mother by her side, Qinglin and the original owner would not have been bullied by others, no, one has never seen a child and one has never seen a mother, this is not what sympathy is.

Jiang Cheng'er said in a ghostly manner: "I have never met my mother, my brother and I are twins, and I have never seen each other if I have a memory." ”

Tightly closed her eyes, everything in front of her was exactly what had happened, she was hit by gangsters, she lost contact with her husband, and she fell into a poor country again, she couldn't get out.

Kids, to kids.

"Madame......"

I only heard Jiang Cheng'er's voice in my ears, the voice was so far away that Mrs. Jiang couldn't catch it, was she dreaming again?

She could faint when she spoke, and she could imagine how bad it was.

"Go and tell the prime minister that Madame has fainted."

Jiang Cheng'er hurriedly said to the maid outside the door.

I heard that the lady fainted, and the maid did not dare to delay for a moment, and trotted all the way to the master's study, and after knocking on the door for a while, no one responded, and the little maid saw the maid's anxious appearance and said, "The master is in the front hall." ”

She hurried to the antechamber again.

At this moment, the front hall was talking about it happily, and the prime minister asked the kitchen to sit down and bring some pastries, thinking that a child of Qinglin's size was the time to like pastries.

It just happened to be what it liked.

Qinglin was eating delicate pastries and waiting for his sister, and he was very happy.

"Company Li just said that your mother disappeared after giving birth to your sister and brother, whether this disappearance is dead or runaway." The prime minister looked at this innocent and lovely child, and he liked it from the bottom of his heart.

If nothing had happened that year, he and his wife's children would have been so old.

Qinglin put Xue Meiniang in his mouth, the sweet Xue Meiniang blocked his mouth, where is there still room to speak, he tried hard to swallow the pastry in his mouth, and quickly drank a sip of warm water, which was much more comfortable.

"I heard that it was driven away by my father and my grandmother, I don't know the specifics, you have to ask my sister, my sister must know." Qinglin said in an apologetic tone.

"Then you know your mother's name."

"Like...... seems to be called Jiang Qinghuan. ”

Qinglin thought carefully, as if it was called this name.

Jiang Qinghuan?

The teacup in the prime minister's hand fell to the ground instantly, and the teacup shattered when it fell to the ground, and the prime minister immediately came back to his senses.