After all the things at home were done, Lin Shaoyu came to the Yang family with Tang Ran's news.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the Wen family sitting around the bed. As Wen An'an was in a coma for a long time, the atmosphere in this room became heavier and heavier, and sometimes even the people who visited him felt suffocated.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Shaoyu slowly took the bedside. Even though he deliberately lightened his steps, he still alarmed Wen Qing'an and the others who were sitting all over the place.

When he saw that it was him who came in, Wen Qing'an stood up from the stool and walked over.

Lin Shaoyu looked at Wen Qing'an, who had a scruffy beard and a tired face, his brows furrowed tightly, and asked, "How long have you not slept in the morning?" ”

Hearing Lin Shaoyu's question, Wen Qing'an shook his head, and then asked in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Why are you here again?" Is the family done? ”

Seeing Lin Shaoyu nodded, Wen Qing'an said in a low voice: "Then you have a good rest at home, why bother to come again"

"I'm a man who is tired and afraid of something, but your sister-in-law and two children want to come and see, but I didn't let them come"

"That's right, it's better not to come to this situation in our family now"

"Qing'an, you have to take it yourself"

But before Lin Shaoyu finished speaking, Wen Qingan turned around and wanted to go back. Recently, he has been quite repulsive to these words of consolation, and as long as someone talks about it, he turns around and leaves.

Sighing helplessly, Lin Shaoyu had no choice but to change the topic: "I came here at this time to tell you the news about Tang Ran."

As soon as he heard Lin Shaoyu mention the word 'Tang Ran', Wen Qing'an suddenly turned around and opened his bloodshot eyes. Sharply asked, "What's wrong with that woman?"

Wen Qing'an's sudden action frightened Lin Shaoyuran, and stretched out his hand to block Wen Qing'an, who seemed to be desperate with him. Lin Shaoyu said softly: "Calm down, calm down." That is true. Tang Ran is dead."

Although Lin Shaoyu's voice was very soft, it seemed unusually abrupt in this deathly silent room.

When he heard the news he brought, not only Wen Qing'an, but even Wen's, Wen Anze, and Wen Anhao, who had been staying by the bedside, turned their heads and stared straight at Lin Shaoyu.

Seeing that the family was staring at him, Lin Shaoyu did not procrastinate, but continued: "I don't know where she stole the wooden stick from, and sharpened the end. When her mother came to see her."

Speaking of this, Lin Shaoyu paused, looked at the reaction of the Wen family, and saw that their emotions were quite stable, so he continued: "When her mother came to see her, she first killed the Tang family, and then she also broke off on her own."

After listening to Lin Shaoyu's story, Wen Qingan didn't know what kind of mood Lu Dao was going to use to face the news.

Glad? Happy that this person who hurt An An died?

Wrath? Angry that this person who hurt An An died so easily?

But now he couldn't feel any other emotions except for the exhaustion and worry all over his body.

After listening to what you have to say. Whether it was Wen Qing'an, Wen's, An Ze, or An Hao, they just stayed where they were. Looking at the reaction of this family, it made Lin Shaoyu and the second monk puzzled.

Lin Shaoyu pushed the depressed Wen Qing'an, and asked suspiciously, "Qing'an." You're all right, are you? After hearing the news, you don't have any thoughts? ”

Raised his head and looked at Lin Shaoyu with a puzzled expression. Wen Qingan shook his head and said softly, "My only thought now is to hope that An An can get better. Didn't think about anything else."

After all that's said. Wen Qing'an went back to the bed and sat down.

watched the family return to their original position, quietly looking at Wen An'an who was unconscious on the bed. Lin Shaoyu felt that even his heart hurt badly.

sat with the Wen family for a while, because of the hard work in the past few days, Lin Shaoyu was also a little unbearable, and he had to say goodbye and go home.

Not long after Lin Shaoyu left, Yang Guozhong returned from collecting medicine in the mountains. As soon as he put down the medicine basket, he came to Wen An'an's side.

Standing at the head of the bed, reaching out to touch Wen An'an's forehead, feeling that the high temperature was still continuous, Yang Guozhong shook his head worriedly.

Seeing that Yang Guozhong had finished his diagnosis, Wen Shi next to him shook his head there, stood up with his frightened body, grabbed his sleeve and begged: "Old Yang, you must not give up on us An'an, I beg for it, I beg for you"

Seeing that Wen was about to kneel again, Yang Guozhong immediately pulled her down and said solemnly: "I want to talk to your whole family officially"

Hearing Yang Guozhong say this, the whole family only felt that their heads were suddenly empty, and they didn't know what to do. In the end, Wen Qing'an reacted first, nodded and said to Yang Guozhong: "Old Yang ,......, if you have anything to say, just say it, we can stand it."

Yang Guozhong looked at Wen's, Wen Anze, and Wen Anhao, who were in a trance, and sighed helplessly before saying: "An An's heat has continued to rise for the past two days, if it continues like this, even if you wake up, your brain will burn out."

As soon as Wen heard Yang Guozhong say this, he opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Wen Qing'an next to him.

After Wen Qing'an shook his head at Wen, he motioned for Yang Guozhong to continue the following words.

"So, we can't let An An continue this situation. I thought about it" Speaking of this, Yang Guozhong glanced up at Wen Qing'an, and saw that his expression was quite calm, so he continued: "I want to increase the amount of An An's medicine."

If it was just a simple increase in the dose of medicine, Yang Guozhong would not have spread out the words so formally. Thinking of this, Wen Qing'an looked at Yang Lao nervously, and asked him with a trembling voice: "General, what will happen after increasing the dosage of medicine?" ”

Hearing Wen Qing'an ask like this, Yang Guozhong knew that he understood the meaning of his words. So he solemnly told them: "If the effect is good, according to my estimate, I will probably be able to wake up tomorrow."

"Like, what if it's not good?" Wen Anze stammered and looked up at Yang Guozhong.

Looking down at the nervous Wen Anze and Wen Anhao, Yang Guozhong hesitated for a while before he said slowly: "I may never wake up."

When Yang Guozhong finished saying the last word, Wen only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he fell straight to the ground.

And Wen Anze and Wen Anhao, who were closest to their mothers, wanted to step forward to help Wen up, but their legs were like they were filled with lead, and they couldn't take a step.

In the end, under the joint efforts of Wen Qingan and Yang Guozhong, Wen was helped to the chair.

Yang Guozhong saw that Wen Qing'an trembled and wanted to pinch the people, so he gently pressed him to sit on the chair next to him, and he took over from him and pinched the people of the Wen family a few times.

Wen, who woke up quietly, first looked at Fang Liang with empty eyes for a long time, and then remembered the situation before he fainted, and then suddenly jumped up from the chair, took Yang Guozhong's hand and shouted: "No, no, you can't give us An'an a dosage, no."

After finishing speaking, he came to Wen Qing'an's side again, took Wen Qing'an's trembling hand and begged: "Qing'an, you also say two words, say two words."

Yang Guozhong was afraid that the Wen family would faint because of his excitement, so he hurriedly comforted: "Wen family, you calm down, calm down, listen to me finish speaking."

"How can I be calm, Wen An'an is not your daughter, of course you can say it so easily, you"

"Shut up for me, let Elder Yang finish his words"

Wen Qing'an's loud roar suddenly quieted the room.

"Even if you don't increase the dosage, with Wen An'an's current situation, it will be difficult to survive"

The old voice lingered in the empty room and disappeared into the sound of breathing.

For a long, long time, it was as silent as death.

I don't know how long it took for Lu Dao to hear Wen Qingan's hoarse voice in the room: "Just do what you said, Old Yang."

As soon as Wen Qing'an's voice fell, bursts of whimpering cries sounded in the room, mixed into the dark night, which was sad and terrifying.

Yang Guozhong, who waited for permission, did not intend to delay here, picked up the required medicinal materials from the medicine cabinet, and called his grandson to go to the kitchen to decoct the medicine.

When Yang Guozhong stepped into the house with the decoction, Wen Qing'an's family had been standing there and waiting for a long time. Handing the tray to Wen, Yang Guozhong stood aside.

Wen stared at the brown decoction in his hand, but he didn't dare to continue the next move.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Wen Qing'an stretched out his hand from the side, trembled and picked up the medicine bowl from the tray, and whispered to Wen's: "Or I'll come."

After speaking, he sat next to Wen An'an.

He couldn't let the lady bear this, so everything was left to him.

This bowl of decoction is either a life-saving medicine or a deadly poison.

If it is the latter, it means that he personally sent An An to Huangquan Road.

But he had no choice.

Could it be that he should not do anything, and watch An An suffer like this and die in pain? .

Biting his lip desperately, the intense pain also drove away Wen Qing'an's cranky thoughts.

Trembling, he picked up the soup spoon and slowly moved it to An An's mouth. Just when Wen Qing'an was about to put the decoction into Wen An'an's mouth, suddenly Wen's hand reached out from the side and gently held his hand.

Wen Qing'an turned his head to look at the face that was facing each other day and night, but his eyes were blurred.

"Now that it's decided, let's face it together"

"Hmm" After choking up, Wen Qing'an couldn't say a word anymore.

Just when Wen's hand came up, Wen Anze and Wen Anhao also stepped forward, held their father's hand, and cried: "We, we are also together, no matter what, we have to bear it together as a family."

Looking down at the two pairs of big hands, as well as the two small hands covered on them, Wen Qing'an's tears 'snapped' and dripped into the soup bowl.

After closing his eyes and calming his emotions for a while, Wen Qing'an took the other three hands and sent the medicinal juice into Wen An'an's mouth together.

About a cup of tea passed, and the bowl full of soup was fed by Wen Qing'an and them. (To be continued......)