How should I deal with you?

"Wife... wife..." Xiao Yuchuan muttered unconsciously in his deep sleep.

Su Qingyue collected the poison he had spat out, initially planning to study it in the pharmacy to determine the ingredients and create a prescription for the antidote.

She heard him calling her name even in his deep sleep.

Thinking that he was temporarily out of danger, she too sat back down by the bedside.

"Wife... don't leave me..." His voice was intermittent and uneasy in his slumber.

Su Qingyue sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke his pale, handsome face, her heart filled with pain. "Third brother, you fool, what am I to do with you?"

He flailed his hands, "Don't go... don't go..."

She held his large hand, whispering with parted lips, "Fine, I won't go. I won't go anywhere, I'll stay by your side."

Holding third brother's hand, she realized how large and broad his palm was, almost twice the size of her small hand.