Chapter 8: Framed in the middle of the night

In the quiet of the night, suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Fu Lingyun, who was sitting in the room studying the prescription, raised his head and said softly, "Who?" ”

"Brother Yun, it's me." The reply was a gentle female voice, with a strong love in it that could not be hidden.

Fu Lingyun glanced out of the dark window, his brows furrowed slightly, "Sister Nianzhu, it's late at night, let's talk about anything tomorrow, let's go back and rest early." ”

It was not appropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room, and he had no intention of getting up to open the door.

The voice from outside carried a hint of grievance, "Brother Yun, it took Nianzhu two hours to boil the chicken soup, why don't you taste it." In the past few days, I have lost a lot of weight when I see you eating and tea, and I am really heartbroken when you are like this......"

Fu Lingyun sighed inwardly, put down the prescription in his hand, stood up, and walked towards the door.

The door was opened from the inside, Liu Nianzhu looked at the face that had been much clearer, and a touch of distress appeared in his eyes, "Brother Yun, it's so late, you still haven't rested, is it possible that you are still reading medical books?" ”

As he spoke, he walked inside with the tray in his hand.

Fu Lingyun didn't close the door, turned around and returned to the table, "No, it's just that I saw a strange case in the medical hall today, so I studied it a little late." ”

"Brother Yun, I didn't see you eat much for dinner, drink a bowl of soup to cushion your stomach, and when your stomach is full, you can do things with peace of mind." Liu Nianzhu glanced at him helplessly, then scooped a bowl of chicken soup from the tray and put it in front of him.

Fu Lingyun waved his hand, "I can't drink it." "The problem is not solved, and he can't eat anything.

Liu Nianzhu's eyes were slightly dark, and he still persuaded in his words: "Brother Yun, the chicken soup is boiled, why don't you drink it, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of Nianzhu's mind?" ”

"My father-in-law shouldn't have fallen asleep yet, so why don't you take it to his old man's house." Fu Lingyun was really in no mood to drink these soups.

Liu Nianzhu smiled: "Before I came, I had left the remaining chicken soup in the pot to my father, and now, it is estimated that he has filled his stomach and Meng Zhou Gong." ”

"That'...... Then Sister Nianzhu drink it, I'm really not hungry for my brother. Fu Lingyun brought the chicken soup back to her.

Liu Nianzhu's eyes flashed with an unknown light, fleeting, "Since Brother Yun really doesn't want to drink it, it's a waste to put it like this, so Nianzhu will keep it for himself." ”

These words were full of loss and helplessness, and Fu Lingyun felt guilty when he heard it.

Liu Nianzhu picked up the soup spoon and scooped the soup into his mouth, and said worriedly while drinking: "Brother Yun, this morning I saw my father sitting at the door sighing, and his eyebrows were full of sadness, so I asked a few words, only to know that he was worried about the second son. Tomorrow, if you're free, go and get rid of him. He's old now, and he's thinking a lot. ”

"Okay." Fu Lingyun smiled reluctantly with pain in his eyes.

Erlang, Shiro and Goro haven't heard from them for three years, not to mention his eldest brother, even his father-in-law is worried about him.

Thinking of these three brothers whose whereabouts were unknown, Fu Lingyun's heart was full of melancholy.

Three years ago, when they came back and learned that he and Mei'er had reconciled, the brothers broke up instantly, turned against each other, and went their separate ways.

For the brothers who left, except for learning that Liulang had won the champion and stayed in Beijing, the other three have not been heard from so far.

Erlang is infinitely powerful and extraordinary, but he is not worried outside.

Shiro and Goro have never left him since they were children, especially Gorou's weak physique, and the hearts of outsiders are not ancient, if he meets a bad person, then he ......

Liu Nianzhu looked at the worried gentle man sitting opposite him, his eyes darkened, and then quickly drank the soup in the bowl.

"Brother Yun don't worry, the second son is a blessed person, and they won't encounter anything dangerous......" Liu Nianzhu explained him intimately.

In the middle of the night, it was difficult to calm down, and it was good to have someone to talk with, and before I knew it, Fu Lingyun chatted with her.

In a flash, half an hour passed.

Liu Nianzhu felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he said in his heart: "It's always here!" ”

"Alas! I hope San Lang can let go of the hatred in his heart as soon as possible......" As soon as he said this, he heard a crisp voice. Busy looking over, I saw that the soup bowl fell to the ground and shattered into porcelain pieces.

When I looked at the woman opposite, I saw that her face was flushed and her breath was short. Surprised for a moment, he hurriedly reached out to help her wrist to probe the pulse.

"How could it be ......" Fu Lingyun's face was full of disbelief, and then he bent down to pick up the broken bowl on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his face became more and more ugly.

The soup was drugged!

"It's uncomfortable!"

"Brother Yun, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Liu Nianzhu's face was painful, and his body leaned towards him, "Brother Yun, what's wrong with Nianzhu?" Why is it so uncomfortable? You're a doctor, can you help me? ”

The woman's voice was weak, mixed with a strong deep affection, which seemed clearer in the middle of the night.

Fu Lingyun uncomfortably avoided her touch, and took a step back, "Sister Nianzhu, you have eaten something unclean, it's not a big deal, wait for my brother to prescribe a pair of medicine for you, drink it and get a good night's sleep." ”

This soup was brought to him by Sister Nianzhu herself, and if she gave her medicine, she would definitely not drink it. There are only three of them in the family, and the people who drugged them are self-evident.

How can he, father-in-law......

Alas!

After relieving Sister Nianzhu's medicinal properties, he will definitely talk to him tomorrow.

He only has brother and sister affection for Sister Nianzhu, and has no intention of men and women, I hope that his old man can understand and stop doing this kind of foolish thing.

As soon as he thought like this, he turned around and wanted to go to the next room to grab the medicine and boil it, when he saw an old figure standing at the door, and before he could react, two doors were closed from the outside.

Then, a lock sound sounded.

Fu Lingyun panicked, hurriedly took three steps and two steps to the back of the door, and tried to open it, but to no avail, he had to shout: "Father-in-law, what are you doing here?" Sister Nianzhu has Chinese medicine, you open the door quickly, and Da Lang will go and boil medicine for her. ”

"Da Lang, don't blame your father-in-law, three years ago, Nianzhu was seriously injured by that demon girl, and since then she has lost her qualification as a mother." Liu Bu'a's tone was distressed.

"No one would want to marry her like this. I, the father, can't watch her die alone. It just so happens that she has long been pleased with you. Da Lang, if your father-in-law begs you, you can take her in, whether it is a slave or a concubine, you just need to give her a place. ”

"This medicine was put in chicken soup by my father-in-law, and I wanted to drink it for you, who wanted to be drunk by mistake by this girl Nianzhu. But it doesn't matter, as long as you are done tonight, the effect of the medicine will be lifted. The last sentence was said by Liu Bu'a with a kind smile.

Hearing the footsteps leaving, Fu Lingyun hurriedly slapped the door panel, "Father-in-law, open the door quickly, father-in-law ......"

"I've locked the door, I'll open it tomorrow......"

The sound outside became farther and farther away, and Fu Lingyun's hand slapping on the door panel gradually stopped.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the window next to him, and just as he was about to go out happily, he saw the window 'snap' shut.

"Father, why are you doing this?" Fu Lingyun looked at the closed window and muttered.

At this time, a weak voice came from behind him, "Brother Yun......"

Fu Lingyun closed his eyes helplessly and opened them again.

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