Chapter Seventy-Five: That Glance
"Chen...... Cousin Chen, you vomited blood, are you going to die too? Brother Han was stunned for a moment and cried in fright.
Jiang Chen himself was shocked, his secret and obscure thoughts were directly revealed in front of others, even if it was just a child, it was enough for him to be ashamed.
The young man, who had never experienced an affair, was a little flustered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and reluctantly smiled at Brother Han'er: "Brother Han'er, I have nothing to do." β
"But, but you vomited blood, I'm going to tell my mother, isn't my mother going to find a lot of doctors, just give one to Cousin Chen."
Brother Han said and turned around and was about to run out.
Jiang Chen's face was flushed with shame, and he grabbed Brother Han and said, "Brother Han, I really have nothing to do!" The reason for vomiting blood is ...... It's because I was poisoned by a snake a few days ago, and my body is still a little weak. It's a good thing to spit out the blood. β
"Really?" Brother Han'er's eyes widened in bewilderment.
He didn't understand how to vomit blood, but it was a good thing.
"Really." Jiang Chenqiang regained his composure and coaxed, "So Brother Han'er must not tell your mother about this." Your grandfather and four sisters are sick, and if I make any more trouble, your mother will be exhausted. β
"Do you really not tell my mother?" Brother Han was still a little hesitant.
"I really can't tell it, Brother Han promised me, no one can say whether this is good or not, otherwise if others are worried, my cousin will be uneasy and uneasy, and maybe he will vomit blood again." Jiang Chen gently coaxed Brother Han.
Brother Han finally nodded: "Okay, then Cousin Chen, you have to promise Brother Han, you must not die." β
"Of course." Jiang Chen smiled faintly, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth made this smile particularly poignant.
When Brother Han left in a daze, he smiled and leaned on the door frame, losing his strength.
Well, why is she seriously ill?
That day. Didn't you also make lotus root clips and hawthorn cakes for him to eat?
In the blink of an eye, the doctor would say something like powerlessness!
He wasn't Brother Han'er's half-grown child, so of course he understood what that meant.
Butβhe doesn't even have the qualifications to be sad, he looks sad, and he can't be seen!
Jiang Chen looked at the faint blood stains on his sleeves and smiled self-deprecatingly.
He doesn't like his betrothed cousin.
What he likes...... It's just my cousin.
Whether she is married or not, he accidentally likes it, what should I do?
Jiang Chen still couldn't help it, and walked towards the place where the old uncle of Ning Shoutang was recuperating.
When you get to the door, take a deep breath. Secretly warn yourself not to show a strange look.
Becoming famous since childhood, he was talented at the age of thirteen, and he has always lived in the expectations of the clan and the admiration of the world, but he actually never cared about these eyes and evaluations.
has been going on according to everyone's expectations, but it's just so worry-free and effort-saving.
He was not afraid of the strange eyes of the world, but he was afraid that that gaze would be on the people he cared about and bring her unnecessary trouble.
Zhen Huan was wiping the old uncle's body, and when he saw Jiang Chen standing at the door, he was a little surprised: "Cousin Chen." What are you doing here? β
The old uncle was not lightly injured by the assassination this time, and he has been asleep, as hot as today, he can't do without someone to serve him for a moment. Turning over is even more indispensable.
Although Jiang Chen is a relative, he has lived in Jian'anbo Mansion for a long time, so it is difficult to ignore this, and he has been serving Zhen Huan before. It's not long since I left.
It was Zhen Huan who asked this question.
"Cousin Huan, I heard Brother Han say that the fourth cousin is very sick." Jiang Chen opened his mouth. The voice was a little hoarse.
Zhen Huan didn't pay attention, and said with a bad face: "Yes, yesterday afternoon, the fourth sister suddenly developed typhoid fever, and her condition was so serious that she was caught off guard, and I don't know what happened to Lu Dao asking Dr. Wang to come to the clinic today." β
Jiang Chen secretly took a breath, only then did he control his emotions, showing just the right amount of concern: "I heard Brother Han say that the doctor said that there was nothing he could do after diagnosis and treatmentββ"
"What!" The cloth towel in Zhen Huan's hand fell, and the whole person was stunned.
Jiang Chen didn't speak again.
He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would not be able to control his worry.
Zhen Huan came back to his senses: "How can this be, the fourth sister is young and has always been good, then the doctor must have seen it wrong!" β
It was only at this time that Zhen Huan suddenly discovered that the little girl he had been cold and distant, always looking at with scrutiny and eyes, was his sister-in-law.
Their blood ties are constantly separated.
Otherwise, when I heard the news, my heart was dull and remorseful.
Under the bright sun, the girl turned her head and pursed her lips and smiled: "Big brother, I see that there is something in your eyes." β
"What's that?" He asked.
The girl's big and dark eyes were shining, and she said softly: "In the eyes of the eldest brother, there is prejudice!" β
Zhen Huan retracted his memories, and Huo Ran got up: "Let's go, let's go see the fourth sister." β
After speaking, he told the girl who was waiting on the side: "Wait a while, the prince should come over, before that, be careful to serve the old uncle." β
"Yes, uncle."
"Cousin Chen, let's go."
"Brother Hao, Brother Yan, why are you here?" The old lady sat on the chaise longue dejectedly, and the whole person looked several years old.
Wen, who was sitting at the bottom of the house, had red eyes from crying, and Zhen Yan was standing behind her, also looking like she had just cried.
Looking at Jiang again, his face was solemn, and Li, who went to the old uncle yesterday to see him and never showed up again, was also there, but he couldn't see any joy or sorrow in his expression.
The Zhen Bing and Zhen Yu sisters stood behind the Li family, their heads hanging low, not eye-catching at all.
Zhen Huan felt a little bad in his heart, and asked: "Grandmother, my grandson heard that the fourth sister's illness has worsened, what is happening now?" β
The old lady sighed, not having the strength to speak.
Jiang said: "I invited some famous doctors from the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall to come over, and after seeing Miao Yatou's illness, they argued endlessly, and no one dared to draw conclusions, just shook their heads." Wonderful girl, she-"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Wen, and couldn't go on, but the meaning of the words was self-evident.
"Ahem." In the dead room, Jiang Chen's irrepressible cough sounded heard.
Jiang Shi couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen, with some worry in his eyes: "Brother Yan, why are you coughing, isn't it also infected with the wind cold?" β
Jiang Chen retracted his hand into his sleeve and smiled faintly at Jiang Shi: "Auntie, my nephew is fine, but he was in a bit of a hurry just now." I didn't breathe. β
Zhen Miao's life and death are unknown now, and no matter how much the Jiang family cares about her nephew, it is not easy to show it too much, so she retracts her gaze.
"Grandmother, grandson wants to go in and see my sister." Zhen Huan said.
"Your fourth sister doesn't look very good now, you are an elder brother, don't look at it." The old lady sighed.
Jiang Chen's hand shrunk in his sleeve clenched into a fist.
He originally followed Zhen Huan, and he didn't want to follow her to see her, if Zhen Huan couldn't see her, then he couldn't see it.
Zhen Huan's eyes reddened slightly: "Grandmother." The fourth sister and grandson are brothers and sisters of the same mother. β
Speaking of this, he paused and said with some difficulty: "Always, always let my grandson see me." β
As soon as these words came out, Wen suddenly cried bitterly: "Old lady, Brother Hao is right, let him see it." β
"That's it, you go." The old lady waved her hand.
Blocking their brothers and sisters from meeting is not to scruple about men and women. After all, no courtesy is worth a love word, let alone a brother and sister.
I just thought that the four girls were my daughter's family, and now I don't have good grooming, and I was seen by a man. I am afraid that I will be ashamed in the future.
But now that I think about it, it's not certain whether the four girls will have a future, if they don't let their brothers and sisters meet, in case they will be separated forever-
The old lady didn't dare to think deeply. Chong Zhenhuan waved his hand again and again to signal him to enter.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen silently followed behind Zhen Huan.
Zhen Bing Huo Ran raised his head, looking at Jiang Chen's movements, and stopped talking.
Zhen Yu twisted her eyebrows. It is natural for the eldest brother of Xindao to go in to see the fourth sister, why did Cousin Jiang also go in.
Now the fourth sister is very sick and untidy, and she is seen by Cousin Jiang, what will it look like.
The elders in the family were a little confused by the menacing illness of the fourth sister, and they forgot to stop Cousin Jiang.
Zhen Yu was about to open his mouth to remind, but was pulled by Zhen Bing.
Looking over puzzled, Zhen Bing slowly shook his head at her.
"For what?" Although Zhen Yu didn't speak, he understood this meaning in his eyes.
Zhen Bing's eyes were a little sad, and with an indescribable amazement, he took Zhen Yu's hand and wrote quietly in her palm: "Let him see it." β
Zhen Yu was stunned, and then seemed to suddenly understand what Zhen Bing meant, and couldn't tell whether he was angry or sighing, and pursed his lips tightly.
"Uncle, Jiang Gongzi?" Zisu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and waiting for Zhen Miao, got up and came out, and was a little surprised to see someone coming.
Zhen Huan's face was gloomy: "I'll take a look at the four girls." β
"Yes." Quietly glanced at Jiang Chen, who was following behind, although he felt that it was a little inappropriate, because he came in with the uncle, and there was a room of masters outside, there was no reason for her to be a girl and talkative.
Green gauze paste fan, four-pillar carving, Zhen Huan walked in, and saw Zhen Miao scattering her hair and sleeping deeply on the bed, revealing a palm-sized face.
It was originally a baby fat face, but now it is thin and only has a pointed chin, which makes people panic when they look at it.
The exposed arms hung weakly, and the whole person seemed to have lost all life.
"Fourth sister!" Zhen Huan walked over with an arrow step and held Zhen Miao's hand tightly.
Zhen Miao's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't open them.
Jiang Chen silently walked to Zhen Huan's side, his gaze firmly on Zhen Miao's face.
"Girl, have you ever woken up?"
"I woke up when I slept during the night, but I never woke up during the day."
Zhen Huan asked Zisu about Zhen Miao's condition, and suddenly heard an uproar outside, as well as a faint cry.
"What's wrong?" Zhen Huan got up and walked out.
Zisu sent Zhen Huan to the door.
Leaving Jiang Chen to look at Zhen Miao, he reached out to touch her cheeks, which were a little frighteningly red, but after all, he didn't move, but just said something in a low voice.
"Cousin, I didn't take the wrong painting that day. Hurry up and get better, I'll give it to you again, okay? β
Jiang Chen had no reason to stay longer, took a deep look at Zhen Miao, and walked out of the hall with heavy steps.
"What, Concubine Jiang wants to recruit the four girls of my family into the palace?" The old lady couldn't hide the anger on her face, "This father-in-law, the four girls in my family are seriously ill, and they have already gone to tell me this morning." β
The eunuch who passed the message sneered: "My mother said that even if she is sick, she has to invite Miss Zhen into the palace!" Don't embarrass our family, old lady. (To be continued......)
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