But Ah Mo didn't get much sleep.

It's only been a little more than an hour, and Jinghua's body has gone from being cold as jade before to being hot now.

"Jinghua, wake up. I'll take you home now and go to Sister Yuan. It was the middle of the night, and the villagers were sleeping soundly, and even if the clouds were rising at the door of the house, no one would necessarily notice it.

"No, I don't. It's just a minor illness...... Ahem, it's fine if the fever goes away. His eyes burned a little red, and his thin lips twitched.

"Major illness and minor illness can only be counted if Sister Yuan says it, you burn like this, I still drag you to play outside, and when she knows about it, she will definitely kill me!"

"I really...... Ahem, it's really fine. Jinghua was still stubborn, "I promised to go out to play with you, and I didn't go back halfway until I was disappointed." ”

He barely opened his bloodshot eyes, his peerless face was as haggard as paper, and he said weakly: "If Momo is not at ease, go to ...... I went to Dr. Qiu to grab the side medicine for me, and after drinking it, I might be fine. ”

Ah Mo's hand that was originally roaring and wearing shoes suddenly froze.

She jumped up and stood at the head of Jinghua's bed, condescending, with a frosty mask!

"Xuanyuan Jinghua, you are pretending to be sick!"

Jinghua hurriedly "shh......h

"You're really pretending!" Ah Mo bit her lip and said hatefully, "Do you think I'm too comfortable?

Jinghua smiled bitterly, and finally said, "It's not to scare you, but it's really too coincidental." I don't feel at ease if I don't check it carefully. ”

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Mrs. Qiu was very good, and when she heard that Gongzi Jing was suddenly infected with an emergency, she immediately got up in her clothes and came over with a medicine box.

"Childe's body is already weak, and there seems to be a chronic disease between the heart and lungs that cannot be cured for a long time, and now he feels a cold outside, so the high fever does not go away. "Although Qiu Suihan is a doctor in the mortal world, he can say a few words.

"There is Dr. Lao Qiu, please prescribe a prescription, I will go to the town to get medicine at dawn. Ah Mo said politely.

Qiu Suihan quickly wrote a prescription and handed it to Ah Mo, but said solemnly: "In the superficial medical skills, this prescription is only to temporarily reduce the fever of the son." Childe is so young, I hope that the girl can hire a famous doctor in the future to treat him. ”

At this time, the sky was already white, Jinghua's face was flushed, and he couldn't wake up.

Ah Mo set off to get medicine in a neighboring town, and Qiu Suihan saw her embarrassed face, knowing that she was not worried that Jinghua would fall asleep alone, so she volunteered to stay.

Although Qiu Suihan is a man, because he raised Qiu Di alone, he took care of people quite carefully, and wrung a wet towel to wipe his hot forehead for Jinghua.

I don't know if it's sick and uncomfortable, Jinghua kept tossing and turning in bed, breathing rapidly, her pale and skinny lips twitching slightly, spitting a few broken bytes back and forth.

"Father...... Father ......"

Qiu Suihan leaned his head and listened for a while, then shook his head and sighed softly.

Most of this young man is also a child without a father and a mother, otherwise he is so weak, how could his parents let him go out?

He burned so badly that the wipes soaked in well water became hot in a short time. Qiu Suihan rubbed another handful of cold water, and when he came back, he found that Jinghua had opened his eyes and was looking out of the door steadily.

"Is Jing awake?" Qiu Suihan hurriedly ran to his bedside.

Jinghua gasped twice, and said weakly: "There is Dr. Lao Qiu, where is my wife?"

"Childe is very sick, and the girl will go to the town to get medicine for you before dawn. ”

Jinghua nodded, half-leaning weakly on the head of the bed, "I'm fine, Qiu Di is still young, Doctor Qiu should go back early." ”

"Oh, Di'er knows, if you wake up and find that I am not at home, she will come to me from house to house. Young Master Jing, I see that you didn't eat any rice last night, why don't I go and boil some gruel for you?"

Jinghua shook his head, and was about to say "no", but the words became "There is labor." ”

Qiu Suihan seemed to be very happy that he had an appetite, and as soon as he agreed, he ran out.

His back is also like his father's.

Jinghua sighed and leaned back heavily.

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He was faking illness, so he wasn't really unconscious. He wasn't really in a coma, so he heard how Qiu Suihan told Ah Mo that he wanted her to hire a smart doctor to regulate his body, and how he took the initiative to say that someone must stay by his side to take care of such a high fever, otherwise it would be very easy for an accident.

He wrung wet wipes and wiped them carefully, trying to cool himself down, he happily went out to make porridge for himself.

He even heard his own dream whispers and sighed softly.

This is the kind of fatherly affection he never dared to hope for, he has been sick since he was a child, but his father has never taken care of the decoction with his own hands. Later, he got tired of looking forward to it, and began to hate his uncompetitive body, and began to tell himself every time he was sick that it was not uncomfortable, and there was no need for his father to take special pity on him.

But now all this warmth and care has been found in the body of a stranger! He hid in the quilt, trembling, and weakly wanted to regard that mortal man as his father, and those gentleness and meticulousness, sighs and worries as his father's belated love for him.

Half a moment is fine.

After drinking the bowl of porridge, I will check on him again.

He leaned weakly on the bed, pressed his chest tightly, and said to himself.

Now his face is as white as paper, but he is not pretending.

I haven't had a seizure for half a year. Although Miao Yuan had warned him not to take it lightly, he didn't believe it.

He felt that since the bones and muscles could be reborn, the old wounds in the internal organs might also be healed. Recently, he has been so well controlled, if it weren't for Miao Yuan's face, he would almost not want to bring medicine when he went out.

But now, the blood hole came out blatantly again, rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading the pain to every inch of the joints of the body, just like Ling Chi.

"Autumn is cold, you ...... Who the hell is it!" he muttered the name, his hands clutching his heart until his knuckles turned white.

Jinghua bit his pale lips, the cramping in his heart was more intense than ever, and he felt that he could barely hold on, succumbing to the strong and tender thought.

No, no, no, be sober! Xuanyuan Jinghua, sober up!

He reminded himself over and over again that he was cold, not his father! You were pretending to be sick in order to find out the details of this person!

But why does his head seem to be really burned by the cold and heat, and why can't he listen to it?

Autumn Suihan's attentive and friendly face always overlaps with another identical face.

The man had a cold face and said for a while, "Jing'er, what are you waiting for?"

After a while, he said, "Jing'er, you have to be like your mother, you understand the righteousness and die generously!"

That face and voice kept rolling in his mind, playing out over and over again! Every word he spoke, it was like another sharp knife poking into his fragile heart, hollowing out and making it bigger and bigger along the bloody hole.

His heart contracted violently again, and he finally lay on his stomach at the head of the bed, and came out low.

No, I really can't do it!

That's it, you who listen to Momo, get out of here quickly. If this is really a catastrophe for the Yinlong Clan, the Wangxing Pavilion at this time should already have a clue, and then we will see how to deal with it.

Father, is a cancer in his body, soaked into his bones and blood, criss-crossed with his dragon tendons and keels, and firmly symbiotic!

Even with his death, this tumor grew even bigger, and the skin wrapped in it was as thin as a cicada's wings, and when he touched it, the venom drenched his hand.

No, there's a more apt metaphor, like the guts in him.

Since the fetus, he has been cruelly soaked in this venom called Father, and he has grown in symbiosis.

Miao Yuan said that he was the most perfect and powerful medicine man in the world, because he could live with poison but not die.

Why is she always able to say such sharp words inadvertently?

"Ah, Master Jing, what's wrong with you!" Qiu Suihan entered the door with egg flower gruel, but saw Jinghua lying on his dying, just thin lips with fever and chapped chapped, but now he had a cyanotic color, his left hand was tightly covering his heart, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"But Mr. Jing has a heart attack, can he have a portable medicine?" said Qiu Sui coldly. He hurriedly took Jinghua's pulse, but found that the pulse was not only completely different from the one when he was diagnosed, but also unheard of and unseen!

Jinghua's chest rose and fell violently, he slowly opened his eyes, and spit out two words very coldly: "Get out!"

"I'll tell you to go out!" Jing Hua violently shook the autumn cold out!

I don't know if he was too excited, he didn't control the force in his hand, his push actually made Qiu Suihan fall, and the bowl of hot porridge also "clanged" and fell to the ground, and the white rice fragrance was stained with dirt.

"Young Master Jing!" Qiu Suihan was used to seeing patients lose their temper, and his attitude was very good, so he was not shocked or angry, and said: "Angry and depressed! Childe has a heart disease, so don't be so angry!"

Jinghua made up his mind, didn't pretend anymore, gritted his teeth and got up from the bed, took a deep breath and said, "Doctor Qiu, it's rude." But you and I are destined to end here, and in the future, it's better not to see each other again. ”

Seeing that he was leaving, Qiu Suihan hurriedly got up from the ground, stopped in front of him and said, "Childe must not get out of bed." It doesn't matter if you are angry, life is big, you can't play with it!"

Jinghua didn't answer, he reached out and gently pushed away Qiu Suihan, and strode out.

He didn't push hard, but he didn't know that gruel was poured on the ground, Qiu Suihan took two steps back, just stepped on the water stains, slipped under his feet, and fell on his back.

The hand was propped up on a sharp piece of broken pottery, and the blood was flowing!

"Daddy!" Qiu Di rushed in from outside the door, and happened to see the scene when Jinghua pushed down Qiu Suihan!

"Daddy, you're bleeding!" Qiu Di exclaimed, turned to slap Jinghua angrily, and screamed: "Why are you pushing my father! My father is kind enough to treat you, but you will take revenge!"