The eighth master came out of the main courtyard angrily and went all the way back to Yile Garden, his face was still ugly.

"Isn't Fu Jin's illness not very good?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Hmm." The eighth master nodded, but did not say anything more.

Mao Tongtong frowned slightly, feeling that the eighth master was not in the right mood, so he sat down next to him, and said softly: "What's wrong?" Tell me about it. Is it a serious illness? ”

The eighth master sighed, then looked up at Mao Tongtong and said, "The doctor said that it may be tuberculosis." I asked Chen Guo to enter the palace and ask the imperial doctor. ”

"Tuberculosis? How so? Mao Tongtong was stunned. Tuberculosis is commonly known as tuberculosis in modern times. Although it was curable later, when the medical level was poor in the early years, it was a fatal disease! In ancient times, it was even more so.

Although she and Guo Luo Luo have always been at odds, and even hate Guo Luo Luo, she didn't expect that a good person would get this disease!

"Probably yes. I'm coughing up blood, I'm afraid it won't last long. The eighth master said in a low voice.

"Maybe the diagnosis is wrong?" Mao Tongtong said that he didn't believe it. This kind of disease is not a joke.

The eighth master shook his head, "The house doctor said that he wanted the imperial doctor to confirm the diagnosis." But it should be true. ”

After thinking about it, Mao Tongtong asked, "Fujin, how are your emotions?" ”

The eighth master was stunned and said, "She, it doesn't seem to be an accident at all." Still, it seems, some joy. ”

"Happy?" Mao Tongtong was stunned, but after thinking about it, he didn't feel strange.

At that time, she looked at Guo Luoluo holding the doll of Da Gege, and knew that she couldn't let go of it in her heart. For Da Gege, she felt guilty in her heart. This guilt makes her suffer from mental torture every day of her life. Death is probably a relief for her.

"It's only six years." The eighth master muttered, "Time is so fast." ”

Mao Tongtong looked at the sad eighth master, and didn't know how to comfort him for a while. In the end, he just silently held the eighth master's hand.

After a long time, the eighth master spoke again, "The imperial doctor is coming, so let's go and take a look." ”

"Go ahead." Mao Tongtong patted the eighth master's hand.

When the eighth master returned to the main courtyard, the imperial doctor had not yet arrived. Guo Luo Luo seemed a little surprised when he saw him coming. But soon said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lord Belle, the concubine won't be able to die for a while!" ”

"Guo Luo Luo, can you not open your mouth and close your mouth to death!" The eighth master was a little annoyed.

"What should the concubine say? Thank you Lord Belle for caring for the concubine? Is Lord Laubel worried? Guo Luo Luo smiled self-deprecatingly, "How long has it been since Lord Belle stepped into this courtyard?" The concubines are still self-aware! ”

"Guo Luo Luo, do you have to talk to your master like this?" The eighth master frowned and said, "Even if the master doesn't like you, he never wants you to die." The master said that as long as you live, you will always be the master's concubine! ”

"What's the use of having a false name?" Guo Luo Luo said: "It can only be locked up in this small courtyard!" Nowadays, it's just a matter of dying early and dying late. ”

"Ye didn't want to pass you for the rest of your life." Eight Masters said.

Once, he had thought about it. But later, Guo Luo Luo fell silent, and then heard Mao Tongtong say that she was accompanied by Da Gege's dolls all day long, and he was moved by compassion in his heart. Thinking that if Guo Luo Luo was still so quiet in two years, he was still willing to give her another chance to lift the ban.

But when he said this at this time, Guo Luo Luo obviously didn't believe it.

"Lord Belle, the concubine is such a character. For the sake of the concubine's life, you can take care of it. Anyway, you won't see the concubine a few times. Guo Luo Luo said.

She is so free and easy, so much so that the eighth master is more and more uncomfortable.

As he was talking, Chen Guo came with the imperial doctor.

The eighth master hurriedly told Guo Luo Luo's situation for a while, and then asked the imperial doctor to take her pulse.

Sure enough, the result of the imperial doctor's pulse is still the same as that of the government doctor.

"Please do your best." Eight Masters said. Although he knew that it was a terminal illness, he couldn't just let Guo Luo Luo die.

The Imperial Physician nodded. In this case, he doesn't need to say that it is a good thing to cure, just do his best.

"Wechen first prescribes a recipe to eat a pair of trials. If there is an improvement, continue to eat, if not, Weichen will adjust. ”

"Okay, you can prescribe it." The eighth master nodded.

"Imperial Doctor, can you prescribe a medicine that is not bitter?" Guo Luo Luo said suddenly.

The Imperial Doctor was stunned, this was probably the first time he had heard such a request. There is no Chinese medicine that is not bitter. Otherwise, there would not be a saying that good medicine is good for disease.

The eighth master was also stunned. Guo Luo Luo said this like a child.

"I'm afraid of suffering." Guo Luo Luo said.

"Micro, micro-chen do their best." The Imperial Physician didn't even refute it.

Guo Luo Luo smiled immediately, "Then thank you." ”

After prescribing the prescription, the eighth master asked Chen Guo to send the imperial doctor away, and he stayed.

"Take the medicine on time. Ye will make people stare at you. If you are afraid of bitterness, prepare more preserves. The doctor said that your body is weak, and you need to take care of it more. In the kitchen, what is needed is just say. ”

"Lord Belle!" Guo Luo Luo suddenly interrupted Eighth Master's words, "You don't have to be like this. If you show more ruthlessness, the concubine is better. ”

"Huh?" The eighth master looked at Guo Luo Luo's clan and didn't quite understand it for a while.

"You can let the concubine go with peace of mind." Guo Luo Luo said.

After all, it's a man I've loved! Suddenly there was warmth, and her heart, which had been dry for a long time, began to ripple again. In the face of death, the more careless, the more painless.

The eighth master was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

"If Lord Belle feels uneasy, can he promise his concubine one thing?" Guo Luo Luo said softly.

It is rare for her to talk to the eighth master so calmly, and now that this is the case, the eighth master will naturally not refuse.

"Say it. As long as you can do it. ”

"Lord Belle also knows that the concubines have no father, no mother, no children and no daughters. The only people who are closest to me are the two girls, Pomegranate and Hibiscus, who have been dragged down by me so far. Guo Luo Luo smiled and said, "Now the concubine doesn't have many days. The only unfulfilled wish is that I can't see the two girls have a good home before they die. The concubines wanted to ask Lord Belle to spend some time and match them with a suitable person. ”

The eighth master never expected that Guo Luo Luo was going to say this. This is not a difficult task for him. The steward of the Zhuangzi, the steward of the shop, or some staff, the guards around him, etc., can all be selected.

"While the concubine is not dead now, they can arrange some better. So, please hurry up. Guo Luoluo said again: "The concubines can't help them grow their eyes, but the concubines believe in the vision of Lord Belle." ”

She originally wanted to beg Mao Tongtong. But it doesn't allow. Taking advantage of the fact that the eighth master is a little soft-hearted towards her now, it is a good time.

Pomegranate and Hibiscus had already wiped away tears again. At this time, he knelt directly on the side of the bed, crying and shouting not to leave!

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