I, Gu Qingxue, Am Responsible For Everything

Gu Qingxue did not even look at Gu Chengbin, as if she did not hear him.

Gu Chengbin was ignored twice, and he became more and more exasperated.

He did not believe that if he could not even save the imperial duke's wife, she, Gu Qingxue, could!

After Gu Qingxue took Madam Qiao's pulse, she gently turned over Madam Qiao's body, and reached out to slowly touch her spine.

"Gu Qingxue, are you at your wit's end? The imperial duke's wife is injured in the head, why are you touching her body?" Gu Xin'er questioned sarcastically.

"Shut up." Gu Qingxue's gaze was sharp as she glanced at Gu Xin'er.

Gu Qingxue's gaze was exceptionally sharp, making Gu Xin'er feel as if she was about to be penetrated by Gu Qingxue's gaze.