Chapter 675: The Control Group of the Crossing (Fifteen)

Huo Ting likes to eat fish tull more than An Nanhou, and his schistosomiasis is more serious than An Nanhou.

Anne checked his pulse and increased the dose.

A bowl of medicine was poured down, and Huo Ting ran to the toilet twice.

Seeing the insects in Gong's bucket with his own eyes, Huo Ting couldn't care about the nausea anymore, and he collapsed a little.

An Nanhou didn't care about running out of his old friend, and asked Annie with concern, "Is Lao Huo okay?"

Anne smiled and said, "Uncle is fine, I'll prescribe some nourishing prescriptions for him, and go back to Beijing to recuperate for a while." ”

Anne thought for a while and said with some hesitation, "Uncle's schistosomiasis is not serious, but it is an old injury he has suffered over the years, so it is best to recuperate it in time." ”

"Old wounds?"

Huo Ting lay on the couch weakly, and said indifferently, "Those are just external injuries, and they don't matter." ”

Anne said with a straight face, "Uncle, you are not just injured. Do you feel that the energy you have been in the last few years is not as strong as it used to be, and that sleeping at night is not sweet?"

When Huo Ting heard this, he was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and nodded slowly, "In the past two years, my energy has really not been very good, but it's nothing, maybe it's because I'm too tired." ”

Huo Ting was also an old minister who followed the first emperor, and after the establishment of Great Xia, he was named Zheng Guogong.

He is different from the Marquis of Annan, he has always guarded the border passes.

In the past two years, his physical condition was not very good, and the eldest princess of Wan Nian, who Huo Ting followed, transferred him back to the capital to recuperate, and he was able to come back from the frontier.

When he was on the frontier, the conditions were difficult and the military affairs were busy, but Huo Ting didn't feel anything.

As soon as he returned to this prosperous city and stayed in the rich township all day to recuperate, Huo Ting felt that he was idle.

"Uncle, your illness is not unique to the past two years, but an old wound that fell on the battlefield a few years ago. ”

Anne said seriously, "You have lost both qi and blood, and you have broken your heart and lungs, and if you delay it any longer, your condition will become more and more serious." At that time, let alone fighting on horseback, it will be difficult for you to take care of yourself in daily life. ”

"Wouldn't it, right? My own body knows by itself, how can there be so many problems?" Huo Ting was skeptical, but he refused to give in.

An Nanhou listened, "Ni'er, what do you mean, Lao Huo is really sick?

Before the eldest princess ordered Lao Huo to return to Beijing, An Nanhou thought that the eldest princess was worried about his big belly, so he let him return to Beijing for treatment, and by the way, he enjoyed two years of happiness.

In my opinion, it seems that the eldest princess also found that Lao Huo's health was not as good as before, the border was bitterly cold, and the doctor was not as good as the capital, so she forced him to return to Beijing.

Anne didn't speak, just nodded vigorously.

"Lao Huo, don't talk nonsense, treat your illness quickly. After you are cured, you can go back to the border. ”

An Nanhou is worthy of being Huo Ting's old brother, and he hit Huo Ting's life with one sentence.

Huo Ting was still a little hesitant, but when he heard the words "go back to the border", he suddenly woke up.

That's right, the eldest princess drove him back to Beijing, didn't it mean that he was not in good health.

If he recovers from his illness, even the eldest princess can no longer let him stay in the capital to rust.

"Girl, listen to what you mean, you can cure Uncle's illness?"

Huo Ting figured it out, so he said to Anne with a smile.

"It can be cured, let's say Uncle, you just have a loss of qi and blood, even if you are so sick that you only have one breath left, I can also save you. ”

Anne and Huo Ting looked like a child, and she was also childlike and made jokes.

"What a big breath, good, but Uncle can trust you!"

Huo Ting was amused by Annie and laughed, patted his chest hard, and said heroically, "Uncle will hand over more than 100 catties to you, you can toss casually, and Uncle will fully cooperate." ”

In this way, Huo Ting temporarily lived in the temporary "guest house" of Qingquan Temple.

Although he is the elder of "An Huani", there is a difference between men and women, and Qingquan Temple is a female Taoist temple, and he never stays with men.

However, Anne wants to recuperate for him, and it is too inconvenient if he comes from the capital every day.

Anne ordered a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain to be cleaned up and used as a guest house for the Clear Spring Temple.

The farmhouse was a little shabby, but Huo Ting didn't care.

They are all people who polish on the battlefield, and when it matters, he has slept in the field and mud pits, and he slept very sweetly.

No matter how simple the farmhouse is, it is better than the wilderness that is cold to the bone.

Although Huo Ting didn't feel shabby when he lived there, he felt that the farmhouse did not match the identity of "Anhuani".

He also did not forget his "joke" - to build a new Taoist temple for Anne.

It happened that he wanted to stay in the Nameless Mountain to recuperate, so he simply ordered someone to go back to the capital.

When these people returned to the Nameless Mountain, they brought a few officials from the Ministry of Industry and dozens of mason craftsmen.

After consulting Anne, the officials of the Ministry of Works began to design the drawings of the new Taoist temple according to the situation of the Qingquan Temple.

After finalizing the drawings, Anne temporarily placed the other female crowns in the temple to the village at the foot of the mountain, and the expansion project of the Qingquan Temple began lively.

After An Nanhou sent Huo Ting over, he returned to the capital on the same day.

After staying in the capital for a few days, I heard that Qingquanguan had broken ground here, so I also ordered someone to send some stones and timber.

Although he didn't come in person, he still sent his henchmen to help Anne with her back.

For An Nanhou's actions, Huo Ting took it for granted - the Taoist temple of his daughter should be repaired, and if An Nanhou doesn't care about Lao Tzu, then there is a problem.

Anne became more and more satisfied, because she knew that An Nanhou's attitude towards her was changing little by little.

From initial skepticism, even rejection, to subsequent indifference, and then to current concern.

Anne successfully cleaned up the mess left by the original owner, and did not become mortal enemies with Annanhou and his wife.

Now Mr. and Mrs. Annanhou may not be able to treat her as a daughter, but they no longer treat her as an inconsequential stranger.

Anne believed that it would not be long before she could slowly soften the attitudes of Annan Hou and Wang.

Whether it is for herself to have a strong backer in the Great Xia Dynasty, or because of her cause and effect with An Huani, Anne hopes to get along with An Nanhou and his wife.

Qingquanguan's actions were not small, and when Huo Ting sent people back to Beijing, he didn't forget to give Anne a publicity.

Now, the entire capital knows that the second mother of the An family is indeed proficient in medical skills, didn't you see that General Huo, who was ordered to return to Beijing to recuperate, went to Qingquanguan to treat his illness.

Of course, some people say that Huo Ting and An Nanhou are good brothers, and Huo and An are also good families.

As an uncle, it is normal for Huo Ting to help "Anhua Ni" advertise.

However, there are also discerning people who saw Huo Ting when he returned to Beijing by chance.

Those people were surprised to find that Huo Ting, who was still old a month ago, had been in Qingquan for less than a month, and he was actually several years younger, and a halberd was even more vigorous, no worse than when he was young.

Could it be—

An Jia Erniang really has some means?!