Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1859: Chapter 1856: Personally Feeding Medicine

“Lady!”

“Young miss!”

Su Mei, Chun Xing, and Nenya quickly went to pull the person.

Liuye used all her strength to restrain the startled horse, and in the sudden chaos, her hands were covered with blood marks.

“Catch him.” Liuye shouted sternly at the two guards.

They saw a man in rough clothing trying to run, causing a mess on the street with several stalls, and he was eventually caught.

Chu Heng hadn’t expected that the wife who had been obedient in his arms that morning would run into trouble within an hour.

After receiving the news, he calmly instructed his subordinates to handle official business and then rushed to the medical clinic.

By the time he arrived, his forehead was covered in sweat from worry, and his usually neat clothes were somewhat disheveled, surprising Su Mei, Chun Xing, and the other servants who saw him.

“Master…” Su Mei stepped forward voluntarily.

“Where is Ah Yu?” Chu Heng asked with a stern face.

“The lady is in the room. She hit her head and is still feeling uncomfortable.” Su Mei quickly explained Ye Muyu’s condition just as Chu Heng stormed into the adjacent room like the wind, and soon disappeared from sight.

Su Mei and Chun Xing both had some scrapes on them.

They had already applied medicine to them.

“Sister Su Mei, should we go in and bring out the young master?” Chun Xing hesitated, curiously peering into the room, though she couldn’t see anything, she opted to wait outside.

Su Mei was speechless, “Wait for instructions. If you’re bored, you can watch the medicine.”

Chun Xing gave an embarrassed “Oh,” realizing she had been too inquisitive.

In the room at that moment.

Chu Heng sat by the bed, looking at the pale-faced Ye Muyu, and amidst his worry, instinctively softened his voice.

“How are you? Have you taken the medicine?”

Ye Muyu had a slight concussion, but this condition couldn’t be easily relieved with just medication and required rest.

She had just vomited once, felt dizzy, and her arm was injured, fractured and in a sling. Seeing Chu Heng come in, she was still somewhat groggy, “I’m okay—”

She instinctively tried to sit up, pulling at her injured areas, and hissed in pain.

Chu Heng promptly picked her up and placed a cushion behind her waist, a bit stern, “Don’t move around. Be a good girl, understood?”

Ye Muyu didn’t have the strength to argue; seeing Chu Heng a bit angry, she spoke softer, gently tugging his sleeve, “Ah Heng, are you angry?”

Seeing her pleading look, her pale little face frail due to illness, Chu Heng’s hardened heart softened immediately. With some despair, he lightly touched her forehead, instinctively handling her cautiously, “I’m not angry.”

“It’s just that my heart aches for your injury.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll find the person behind this. Just focus on recovering.” As Chu Heng said this, a cold gleam flickered in his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Muyu sensibly didn’t reject his kindness, knowing that further refusal might anger Ah Heng.

Moreover, being cared for by someone she liked, she couldn’t help but feel happy.

“Alright, I’ll rest well. It’s not really a big deal; I’ll be better soon,” Ye Muyu comforted him in return, looking on the bright side.

Chu Heng reached out and gently poked her arm.

Ye Muyu had become somewhat pampered by Chu Heng, at least when facing him, unable to help being spoiled.

Touched on her wound, she involuntarily cried out.

Sure enough, when she looked up, she saw Chu Heng with a face that seemed to say, ‘What else can you say now?’