(35) Seriously ill

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

Unconsciously it was late autumn again, the cool breeze was bleak, the ground was full of red, the sky was dark and difficult to see, only a few residual leaves were still hanging alone on the branches, crumbling.

Late at night, Lianfu, a quiet night, became noisy because of a rapid cough.

"Childe, how are you feeling?"

In Lian Qingjue's bedroom, the doors and windows were closed, the lights and shadows were longing, and the two braziers were crackling. On the bed, Lian Qingjue was covered with a quilt, one arm propped up, coughing and trembling, like a crumbling leaf.

"I ...... cough cough cough ...... Not...... Ahem...... Affair...... cough cough cough cough ......"

Lian Qingjue tried to calm the discomfort in his throat, but it was only three words, and he only said it because of the unstoppable cough.

"Childe, bear with me, my subordinates will go to Lingju to boil medicine for you."

Seeing his son-in-law coughing like this, Fan Yao was so anxious that he didn't care about putting on his coat, turned around and ran out of the room to the garden of the young lady behind.

……

"Brother, how are you?"

After a while, Lian Qingwen heard the news, and when she saw her brother coughing and was about to lose breath, tears flowed down her eyes.

"I didn't ...... Ahem...... It's okay...... cough cough cough ......"

Lian Qingjue shook his head slightly, wanting to hold his sister's hand to show comfort, but unexpectedly, an itch in his throat made a more rapid coughing sound.

"Brother, brother, bear with me...... Lingju has already gone to decoction of the medicine, and it will be fine soon...... Bear with me, brother. ”

Lian Qingjue was not tied, only sitting on the edge of the bed with her coat on, her hands tightly holding Lian Qingjue's cold palms, and tears couldn't stop flowing out of her eyes.

"I ...... Cough...... It's okay...... Ah Wan ...... Put...... Feel relieved...... Ahem......"

The discomfort in her throat and chest finally eased a little, and Lian Qingjue leaned weakly on the pillow, but the clothes on her body were already wet with cold sweat.

"Fan Yao, quick, go burn a few more braziers and bring the soup lady over." Lian Qingwen felt that her brother's body had been trembling slightly, so she wiped the cold sweat on her brother's face with her sleeve, and ordered: "There are still windows, go and ask someone to seal the gap now." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll go."

Fan Yao didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly instructed his subordinates to complete the things that Miss had just instructed one by one.

"Miss, this is a ginger slice, although I don't know if it works, let Childe try it in his mouth first."

Not long after, even Park and Aunt Rong hurried over. Aunt Rong took out a freshly cut ginger slice from the bowl and handed it to Lian Qingwan.

"Brother, it will take a while for the Lingju decoction, this is the ginger slices that Aunt Rong brought, can you try it?"

"Yes."

When you open your mouth and take the ginger slices in your mouth, a spicy taste fills your mouth.

"How does Childe feel?"

Lian Pu asked worriedly with a sad face.

"Good...... Cough...... Much better. ”

Lian Qingjue closed his eyes and said softly.

"Fan Yao, quick, change the sweaty clothes on the son's body."

Aunt Rong couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw her son leaning weakly on the bed, but when she saw the clothes her son was wearing, she hurriedly said.

"Huh? Ahh ”

Fan Yao secretly scolded himself for being careless, and then quickly took out a set of clean middle clothes from the wardrobe, changed the position of Lian Qingwan, and carefully helped the son change his clothes.

"Uncle Park, Aunt Rong, you go...... Rest, I'...... It's okay, wait a minute...... Just take the medicine. ”

Seeing that Lian Pu and Aunt Rong were both looking at themselves worriedly, Lian Qingjue said.

"Childe, leave us alone, let's rest for a while."

Lian Pu raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, and the worry on his face became heavier and heavier.

"Brother, do you feel better?"

Lian Qingwan sat on the edge of the bed again, wrapped the quilt tightly around Lian Qingjue, and put Tang Pozi at Lian Qingjue's feet.

"Much better."

Even Qingjue slightly touched the corners of his mouth, but the chill in his body did not decrease at all, and his mind became heavy.

"Miss, childe, the medicine is ready."

Suddenly, Lingju walked in with a bowl of steaming potions. Lian Qingwan hurriedly took the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful, blew it, and sent it to Lian Qingjue's mouth.

"Don't worry, I'm ...... Much better. ”

Drinking the bitter medicine spoonful, Lian Qingjue looked at his sister's face full of tears, and wanted to raise his hand to rub her hair, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his arm.

"Brother, after drinking the medicine, you have to rest well, get some sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Knowing that his brother was comforting himself, Lian Qingwan handed the medicine bowl to Lingju, so he stood up and carefully served his brother to lie down, and said.

"Got it, hard work...... Ahh ”

Feeling that his brain was getting more and more groggy, Lian Qingjue knew that the effect of the medicine had taken effect, so he had to close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

"Fan Yao, thanks to you keeping vigil for your brother outside these days. Otherwise...... Otherwise, I'm afraid that my brother will be sick all night and no one will know. ”

Seeing that Lian Qingjue had already slept, everyone quietly walked outside, and Lian Qingjue said to Fan Yao.

"Where's the young lady? It is Fan Yao's duty to take care of his son. Fan Yao hurriedly said: "Since the beginning of autumn, the weather has become colder, I have been following Gongzi every day, seeing that Gongzi is becoming more and more unbearable to this cold, I am afraid that Gongzi will suddenly fall ill, so I will guard Gongzi night and night." Unexpectedly, before winter, Childe's cold illness actually occurred again. ”

"Yes, in previous years, at least Childe's cold illness would attack after the snow, but now, it's still autumn."

Lian Pu sighed, his face undiminished.

"Otherwise, let's ask the famous doctor of Bo Yanguo, who treated Gongzi back then, to show Gongzi?"

Aunt Rong stood aside and hesitated, and said.

"What Jin Rong said makes sense, miss, why don't we go to Bo Yan Country again and ask Doctor Qin to come and take a look at Gongzi?"

Lian Pu looked at Aunt Rong, and then turned to look at Lian Qingwen.

"Okay." Lian Qingwen nodded, "Fan Yao, you go and send someone...... That's it, I'm not worried about others, so I'll go by myself. ”

"Miss, let me go."

Hearing that the young lady was going to Bo Yanguo in person, Fan Yao hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

"No, I'll go." Lian Qingwan shook her head and looked at Fan Yao, "Your martial arts are better than mine, if you are not there, if there are thieves coming again, who will protect my brother?" ”

"......"

Fan Yao wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Lian Qingwen waving his hand.

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind. I'll go and prepare to leave now, as for the Criminal Prison Division, it's too late to take leave, Fan Yao, you can help me bring a letter to Lord Wang tomorrow." ”

"Yes."

Knowing that it was useless to talk about it, and that Childe's illness really couldn't be delayed, Fan Yao had no choice but to nod his head in response.

"Lingju, go and help me pack my luggage, everything is simple."

Lian Qingwan said that she had already walked out quickly, and inside the house, Fan Yao, Lian Pu and Aunt Rong could only pray silently in their hearts, wishing the young lady a safe journey and returning as soon as possible.