The next day, Wen Lan, who was constantly coughing up blood, fell into a coma, and no matter how Cao Jingzhong called her, she couldn't wake up. m. The famous doctors in the capital were all invited by the Cao family, but for a while, a room of doctors was still frowning and helpless when they were yelled at by the angry Lord Cao.

Tuberculosis is a disease that can drag a sturdy living person into a withered, lifeless rag doll. Coma, but not a common thing.

After a while, Lin Yuan, who hadn't returned home for a long time, brought Hu Dengyun to pour a few pairs of decoction in one go, and Wen Lan opened her eyes tiredly and fell asleep again.

"I can't die for the time being, this coma should be due to excessive emotional ups and downs that hurt the original, so I can take medicine and wake up in two days at most." Hu Dengyun is good at trauma, and his conclusion about tuberculosis is only half medical and half recuperated.

If the conditioning is fine, the blood and qi will be greatly replenished, and there will be another three or five years of life.

Waiting, Steward Liu, Feng Yin, who was waiting on the side, sent someone away, and Cao Jingzhong, who was sitting on the side of the bed and guarding Wen Lan, turned around: "Let's all go out, and come back tomorrow morning to accompany her." ”

Looking at his haggard and helpless father, Cao Huaiyuan's heart was sour, he picked up the coat on the side and put it on his father, and said in a low voice: "Don't catch a cold, if you are sick, your mother will wake up and feel very distressed." ”

"Hmm" Cao Jingzhong rubbed his temples tiredly, closed his eyes and said, "Go ahead." ”

Cao Huaiyuan tucked the quilt for his mother, poured a cup of ginseng tea and put it beside his father, and then followed his brothers out step by step.

In the past two days, chickens and dogs have jumped up and down in the house, and people have been panicked by Cao Jingzhong's gloomy anger, but Rao is like this, and none of the two daughters-in-law of the Cao family who have returned to their parents' house have returned.

Wen Wan looked up at the hour, turned her head to Lin Yuan and said, "Let's go, you help me." ”

Lin Yuan didn't say anything, only steadily helped Wen Wan to get into the carriage.

Wen Wan slowed down for a while, and after the intense dizziness had passed, she gasped and said to Lin Yuan: "Such a big person, why is his hair still tied in such a mess behind his head?" ”

Wen Wan moved behind him, lowered his hair, and combed it with her hands before lowering her head and holding a headband to loosen it at the ends of his hair.

"Not staying at the Cao family?" Lin Yuan, whose scalp relaxed in an instant, asked casually.

"Don't keep it" Wen Wan leaned on his shoulder and shook her head: "Let my brother-in-law guard her, I have more important things to do." ”

She only vaguely remembered that when she was in school, she had vaguely mentioned in a book that there was once a shipwn of people who had contracted tuberculosis during the voyage, and that there were 12 out of 11 survivors.

The last few lucky Westerners who survived called the disease "tuberculosis" and gave antibiotics for the treatment.

She didn't know what antibiotics were, but one thing was for sure, it could be cured.

"Well, I've sent someone to find it, and there should be news in two years, don't worry." Lin Yuan held her warm hand and said to her in a warm voice.

Wen Wan nodded, and relied on him to close her eyes and pretend to sleep, people died like lights going out, and she regretted that she couldn't save her parents. As for Wen Lan, who treated her with all her heart, she said that she would fight with Lord Yama no matter what.

After the full moon wine, Wen Wan began to run at both ends of the Cao family's Lin family, and Yuan Bao chose a breezy day to take his wife and children to Shanxi to take up the post of chief soldier.

Wen Wan stood at the gate of the city and looked at the galloping carriage for a long time, her heart full of sighs. Those who are connected to her blood will one day leave her. The only thing that remains unchanged is the man standing behind her.

"Mother, the sun is setting, I'm going home for dinner, hurry up!" A head poked out of the carriage behind her, it was her son and Mu.

"Women's homes are just grinding, aren't they, Daddy?" Lin and Mu leaned on the car window and frowned.

Lin Yuan glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to read the comics in his hand.

"Ouch, Dad, you can read books when you read books, why are you kicking me?" Lin and Mu's buttocks hurt, and they couldn't help but turn around and glare at his father angrily.

"Don't say that about your mother."

Lin Hemu pouted: "If you don't say it, don't say it, the big husband can bend and stretch!" ”

As soon as Wen Wanfu got into the car, Lin Hemu came to Wen Wan with his hands behind his back: "You close your eyes, hurry up." ”

Wen Wan obediently closed her eyes: "Mother's little hero knows how to prepare a gift for Mother?" ”

Lin Hemu looked at his father, and when he saw him nodding, he blushed and handed a piece of things in his hand to Wen Wan: "Okay, you open your eyes and take a look." ”

Wen Wan bowed her head, and a few small bouquets of yellow and pink flowers were faintly exuding fragrance. She couldn't help touching her son's head and pulling out a smile: "Where did the night primrose come from?" ”

The little man pinched the corner of his clothes shyly: "I just bought it on the side of the road." "Actually, his father said that his mother likes to buy it, and he used it to borrow flowers and offer Buddha.

"Thank you, my mother will plant these treasures when she goes back." Wen Lan pulled her son, looked at the night incense, smelled a little fragrance, as if this flower could blow away the haze in her heart.

However, Lin Hemu didn't have much interest in these flowers and plants, and after a while, he turned his head to look at the world outside excitedly: "Roast chicken!" It's roast chicken! I'm going down, let me go. ”

Wen Wan suddenly felt a headache, gritted her teeth and said, "Am I short for you to eat or short for you to drink, why do you look like this every time you go out?" ”

Lin Yuan, who was reading the comics, didn't raise his head: "Stop." ”

Lin Hemu jumped out of the carriage and looked at the things that were thrown out by his mother on the street in amazement, and suddenly felt delicious to death.

Wen Wan stabbed Lin Yuan at his son and sighed: "This kid is not like you at all, and I don't know which poor girl will suffer in the future." ”

"Well, like you." Daddy and mother are spoiled, my brother is covered, and he has been raised with brocade clothes and jade food since he was a child, and it is strange to know that he is motivated. It's a blessing not to become a gentleman, and I still expect him to glorify his ancestors, don't lie to others.

"How do you speak, I used to be one of the top little jasper in Qingzhou City?" Wen Wan was not convinced.

"Why does this Lan Zhan love men?" Lin Yuan diverted the topic and did not expose the fact that some people were one of the best in number and greedy.

Wen Wan stretched out her head to look at the comic in his hand: "Don't you know about Longyang's fetish?" ”

Lin Yuan glanced at her coldly and threw the comic book out of the car: "Draw these messy things again and discount your legs." ”

Wen Wan shrunk her neck, and didn't tell Lin Yuan that there was something more fragrant and exciting in her Xiaoxiang Pavilion: "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten the stuffed shrimp of Hongyunlou for a long time." ”

Lin Yuan glanced at her, raised his voice and commanded the other side: "Go to Hongyun Tower." ”

The servant who was driving looked at the little boy who was getting farther and farther away.

Wen Wan was satisfied and grabbed Lin Yuan's arm, and told him the touching stories she knew.

As for the glutinous rice balls, it is good to get used to this kind of thing a few more times if they are forgotten.

In the seventh year of Tianshun, Wen Lan's condition worsened and she was dying, and the people sent out by the Lin family did not bring back the slightest useful news.

Also in the same year, Tianshun Emperor Zhu Qizhen was seriously ill, and the criminal minister Cao Jixiang collaborated with the enemy to rebel against the Mongolian elite soldiers, and entered the palace to point at the ministers.

At the time of crisis, Wang Shu of the left temple of Dali Temple led five battalions of forbidden troops to resist to the death, and coldly ordered: "There is a heavy reward for catching or killing Cao Jixiang." ”