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Su Hanxuan hurriedly pulled her into his arms. The crazy Yang Ruxue had immense strength, and he could barely hold her down. Nanny and servant girls quickly came over to help, and the three finally managed to control Yang Ruxue.

The wet nurse immediately brought over another bowl of medicine. It had happened countless times that the medicine bowl had been knocked over, so the servants always boiled three portions of medicine. There was always one portion that could be fed to Yang Ruxue.

Yang Ruxue shook her head and refused to take medicine. Su Hanxuan ruthlessly pinched her cheeks and poured the medicine into her mouth.

Yang Ruxue shook her head desperately. A lot of medicine flowed out of the corner of her mouth, but she still drank half of it. Soon, she became dazed. Her eyes were empty as she looked ahead. She didn’t cry or make a fuss like a soulless doll.

Su Hanxuan’s heart ached. If he could, he would rather suffer for his wife than see Ruxue suffer from inner demons because of guilt.

“Bring me the medicine box.”

Su Hanxuan’s adam’s apple bobbed as he suppressed the bitterness in his heart. He often dreamed of Xiao Xi crying and calling for her father to save her. After his daughter went missing, there was not a day that he did not miss her.

In the dream, someone whipped Xi’er with a whip, and someone kicked Xi’er with their fists and feet. Su Hanxuan wanted to save his daughter but could not get close. He could only watch her suffer.

Every time he woke up, Su Hanxuan would bang his fist against the wall in pain. Over the years, he had sent countless people to look for Xi’er, but there had been no news.

Yang Ruxue went crazy from waiting day after day. She hugged Xi’er’s clothes and cried every day, torturing herself crazily. Su Hanxuan had no choice but to move to Luo City.

The servants brought over the medicine box. Su Hanxuan helped Ruxue treat her injured wrist, but he didn’t care that his hand was bleeding. The pain in his body was better than his heartache.

He understood that Ruxue had hurt herself because her heart had too much pain. This was the only way to ease it.

As a doctor who had been ill for a long time, the patient’s family members would also be trained. Su Hanxuan was now treating Yang Ruxue’s wounds faster than the doctors.

He cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it in one go.

“Mother, Little Chen, blow on it. It won’t hurt anymore.”

It was not the first time the three-year-old Little Chen had seen his mother fall ill. Seeing his father treating his mother’s wound, the little guy struggled out of Nanny’s arms and ran to the bed with his short legs. He lay beside his mother and pouted his pink lips to blow on her wound.

He was only three years old and should be at the age of innocence, romance, and freedom, but he was so sensible that it made one’s heart ache.

Su Hanxuan rubbed his son’s little head. After Xiao Xi went missing, Ruxue was seriously ill and never wanted another child. Four years ago, a doctor suggested Yang Ruxue’s illness might be cured if she had another child.

That was why she had Little Chen—Ruxue’s illness improved a lot after having Little Chen. The frequency of her illness acting up was less. She put her whole heart into Little Chen and called her daughter’s name to her son.

Su Hanxuan felt guilty for his son. Little Chen was a savior sent by the heavens, and they were unfair to him.

When Yang Ruxue saw her son, her dull eyes lit up. She picked up her son and kissed his smooth little face, calling out her daughter’s name.

Xiao Chen opened his big black eyes and looked at his father pitifully. “Father, Mother called Chen’er by the wrong name again.”

“Chen, be good. Father will tell Mother.”

Su Hanxuan said to his son with a bitter smile.

Yang Ruxue was afraid that she would lose her daughter again, so she hugged Little Chen tightly.

“Xiao Xi, I won’t lose you again. I’ll protect you!”

Little Chen was in great pain from his mother’s strangulation. He looked at his father pitifully.

Su Hanxuan wanted to take his son back from Yang Ruxue’s arms, but Yang Ruxue hugged him even tighter.

Su Hanxuan patted Yang Ruxue’s back comfortingly and coaxed her gently,

II

Ruxue, he’s our son, Xiao Chen, not Xiao Xi. I’ll find our daughter.”

Yang Ruxue let go of her son in disappointment, and her tears fell silently. Su Hanxuan felt like a huge rock was crushing his heart, and he couldn’t breathe.

Su Qing followed Ji Shuisheng and the others to the cloth shop. Ji Shuisheng and Qiu Yongkang went to the shopkeeper to settle the bill.

Su Qing gave the shop assistant a list of things she wanted to buy. She tried to purchase linen, soft cloth, and cotton.

The shop assistant told him that private cotton purchases were only allowed to be made into cotton coats. If there were more, he would have to ask for official documents.

They had cotton shoes to buy at the cloth store, so they advised Su Qing to buy cotton shoes.

Su Qing wanted to upgrade her darning skill. How could she upgrade if she bought ready-made cotton shoes?

She bought ten cotton-padded clothes and returned to take out the cotton and cloth to make cotton shoes. She also asked for three bolts of soft fabric to make underwear for the girls.

“Then is this cotton-padded jacket with the 120 bags?”

“I’ll take this seasoning and cotton-padded jackets with me,” Su Qing shook her head.

Since they were pretending to be a bodyguard agency, how could it look like one without any goods?

“Alright.” The waiter nodded and went down to pack the cotton-padded jackets.

“I’ll send the cart back.”

Su Qing went to the back hall to find Ji Shuisheng and told him he had borrowed the wheelbarrow from the seasoning shop. Moreover, he had not bought the food yet!

“I’ll go with you later!”

Ji Shuisheng was worried. No matter how good her martial arts skills were, they would be useless. Since Miss Luan, disguised as a man, had been taken away, it proved that Luo City’s public security was not good. Although Su Qing’s martial arts skills were superb, the other party was drugged and unconscious.

“No need. I’ll come and find you later.”

Su Qing refused. If they followed her, they would not be able to buy food.

“Be careful.”

Ji Shuisheng knew that Su Qing was a person with ideas. No one could change her decision, so he instructed her.

“Alright.”

Su Qing nodded and walked out. Just as she reached the front hall of the cloth shop, she heard the waiters whispering, “Madam’s illness has relapsed again?”

“I think so. Otherwise, Second Master wouldn’t be in such a hurry to leave.”

Su Qing raised his eyebrows. Why did it sound like Second Master Su’s wife was seriously ill?

“What illness does the wife have?”

Su Qing walked over and asked. Su Hanxuan had given him two boxes of golden silk cakes. And Su Qing didn’t like owing others.

Since she wanted to level up her medical skills, she might as well do him a favor!

“…. This?”

The two waiters looked at each other and dared not say anything. Su Qing frowned and said coldly, “You dare to talk about Master behind his back, and now you don’t dare to say it?”

“No, no, Young Master. Once you say that, we’ll be doomed.”

The expressions of the two workers changed drastically when they heard Su Qing’s words. They quickly came over to beg for mercy.

Su Qing looked at them with a dark face and said no word.

“The wife has the demon disease. When it acts up, she will self-harm.”

The waiter was afraid that Su Qing would get angry and tell Second Master what they were discussing behind his back, so he could only say to Su Qing in a low voice.

“Mad Demon Disease?”

“Xiao Qi, is she mentally ill?” Su Qing asked Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi was watering the mulberry tree in the system. In a while, she would pluck the mulberry leaves to feed the silkworm babies. The silkworm babies had already started to spin cocoons. Xiao Qi felt a sense of accomplishment. She was waiting to spin a cocoon for her master to see. Thinking that her master would praise her, Xiao Qi was delighted.

Hearing Su Qing’s question, Xiao Qi quickly put down the water bottle and replied,

“Yes, Master. In ancient times, it was called the Demon’s Disease. It was like losing one’s mind!”

“Can it be cured?”