In just a few days, with just one bowl of medicine, my life was nearly taken…,In the third month of spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, warmth can be felt. Yet, the wind that blows in our face still carries a bone-chilling coldness. A sudden and heavy cough wracks my body, each gasp for air almost costing me all my strength.,Wen Xue Luo shook her head, refusing to get up, crying with tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain. The red plum blossom on her clothes was stained with a dark crimson from her tears. Lin Yuanzhi felt his heart ache seeing this. He turned his head and glared at Xie Shuning: "How long will you kneel before you give up You know in your heart that Zhen'er is troubled, how could I be well Xue Luo even lost her child trying to save Zhen'er, why are you being so cruel"。