Dongfang said: "Or maybe, he and that bastard are in the same group. It was Wan'er who harmed me by their cooperation. I will never spare them."
Bai Zhi didn't say anything. She looked at Dongfang Mu's desperate appearance, thinking of his heartbroken because of his daughter's serious illness last night, thinking of his exhaustion of refusing to go to sleep until midnight in order to find a good doctor for his daughter. She was so envious. I envy Dongfang Wan'er to have such a father who loves her.
If Bai Sanzhu hadn't died, she would have a father like this too!
What kind of person is her biological father in this world
Dongfang Mu gradually calmed down his anger, and said to Bai Zhi: "Wan'er how is today?"
Bai Zhi looked back at the open room and sighed: "It's almost the same as yesterday. I will prescribe medicine for her in a while. After drinking the medicine, her spirit will gradually improve."
Dongfang Mu sighed and said, "If there is a good medicine to cure Wan'er's disease in this world, I will ran out of my wealth. Even if it pays for my old life, I will never frown."
Bai Zhi looked at the old man in front of him, feeling flustered, trying to say something, but without knowing where to start, she simply shut her mouth and said nothing.
After Dongfang Mu left, Bai Zhi prescribed Dongfang Wan'er and decocted the medicine personally, watching her drink it spoonfuls of spoonfuls.
In the afternoon, Dongfang Wan'er's mental head really improved a lot.
"Your medicine is really good. I think I can get out of bed." Dongfang Wan'er opened the quilt and wanted to go for a walk.
Tweety hurriedly pulled the quilt back: "Madam, you are weak, this will be the same as the wind, but you can't go out."
Bai Zhi said, "I saw that the weather outside was good. It was windy just now, but now the wind is much smaller, so I can walk around in the yard."
Dongfang Wan'er smiled immediately and said to Tuier: "I heard it, don't hurry to get the clothes."
Tweety had no choice but to fetch her clothes to help her get dressed, and then helped her get out of bed. After walking a few steps, Dongfang Wan'er felt that she was more vigorous than usual, so she pushed Tweet away and walked by herself.
After walking around in the yard, she asked her to move the chair with the blanket, "Tuier, go get my embroidery work."
Tweety said, "Madam, you are just a little bit, so you can't get tired."
"Don't you just do a hometown job? How tired you can get, go get it." Dongfang Wan'er pushed Tweety.
Tweet had to fetch it, and soon came over with a basket.
In addition to tools such as various silk threads, there is an unfinished piece of clothing in the basket.
The material of the clothes is gorgeous and bright, with delicate plum blossoms on top, which is very beautiful.
But this color is completely different from the clothes that the lady usually wears, and this plum blossom should be a color that only a little girl wears, who is she making it for
Bai Zhi was itchy in his heart and couldn't help but asked: "Madam's embroidery work is really good, this dress is so beautiful."
Dongfang Wan'er touched the material in her hand and sighed: "This is made for my daughter. If she is still alive, she would be wearing such big clothes."
Bai Zhi's heart trembled slightly, and then said: "Since she is no longer there, what is the point of making these clothes for you?"
Dongfang Wan'er didn’t blame her for being abrupt, she just raised her eyes and smiled and said, “You don’t understand. If you are a woman, if you marry someone and give birth to a child, you will know. Look at yourself. Of children wearing clothes made by themselves, how happy they should be."