Chapitre 133: Treating the wound

Just as he was about to stand up, he realized that his head was a little dizzy, and he felt a little off.

The second aunt helped him up,"what's wrong?" I can't even walk properly."

Gu jinghang massaged his head. I don't know. Maybe she drank too much rice wine.  

"Then you should lie down for a while," the second aunt helped him into the East Room.

"No, I still have to thresh it for your family."

"It's fine, it's fine. Just lie down for a while, I'll call you later."

The East Room was dark and the lights were not turned on. Gu jinghang lay on the bed, panting heavily. Then, the second aunt's footsteps gradually faded away.

He heard the sound of the door closing and locking.

Before he could react, the bed made a squeaking sound, but he did not move.

Instantly, he felt as if he was facing a great enemy!

A hand reached over and Gu jinghang suddenly turned over. He said in a deep voice, " "Who is it?"