Lu Xiaoqi returned to the palace in a carriage, very worried about her brother's injury, but she still came back, she knew that if she went to see him at this time, he would definitely not be happy, and she would worry about herself, so she resisted the urge to see him and came back.

Lu Xiuran was carried back to the room by Lu Qingfeng and let him lie on the bed, and Lu Yuqiu ordered someone to ask for a doctor as early as he left the ancestral hall.

At this time, Lu Yuqiu heard that Lu Xiuran had fainted, and when he was about to arrive at Lu Xiuran's room, it happened that the next person also came in a hurry with the doctor, pushed the door open, and Lu Yuqiu felt more anxious than anyone else and pulled the doctor to Lu Xiuran's bedside.

At this time, Lu Xiuran was already lying on the bed, his head tilted on the pillow, his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed, it should be the pain caused by the wound, even if he was unconscious, his whole body hurt.

The doctor put down the medical box, looked at the wound on Lu Xiuran's back, and then sat down on the bed again, turned his elbow over, checked the pulse, and looked at his complexion, a little worried, Lu Yuqiu was also very anxious, completely lost the indifference and calmness just now, "Doctor, how is it?" ”

"My lord, Childe's congenital body bones are weaker than ordinary people, fortunately, he is well raised, and now he has some depression in his chest, and his blood is a little deficient, and the villain prescribes some healing tonics, so that Childe may have a hot head later, don't worry, let Childe rest more, and you must not exercise greatly in these months."

The doctor kept a bottle of gold sore medicine in the medicine box, and then returned to his own medicine shop, followed by the people of the Guogong Mansion, and went to get the medicine together, packed the medicinal materials, and the people returned to the house as quickly as possible, and the doctor instructed to take two doses a day, drink it while it was hot three times, and the first thing was to go to the kitchen to boil the medicine, and wait by the fire.

As night fell, after a day of light, the snow on the roof had melted, and it was ticking on the roof, splashing on the ground.

There was a sleeping incense in the room, Lu Qingfeng closed the window that was in the wind, so as not to catch a cold from Lu Xiu, gave the last bowl of medicine tonight, tucked the corner of Lu Xiu's quilt, picked up the medicine bowl, and blew out the candlelight in the room, leaving only one for illumination.

At night, the breeze gusted, a cold air poured in, the window was blown open by the night wind, and it got to the side of Lu Xiuran's bed, the winter night was silent and dark, he was sleeping peacefully on the bed, a trace of cold air drilled into the quilt from the side of the bed, he kicked off the quilt with both feet, kept shaking, and his head kept shaking, but he couldn't shake off the panicked picture.

The self in the dream is hysterical, a woman is lying on the bed and falling asleep, sleeping so peacefully, but why is her heart so desolate, she has already burst into tears in her dreams, feeling the coldness of this world.

I dreamed that my mother was holding my hand, running and running, breaking free, and I couldn't pull it no matter how I tried to pull it, but I heard my mother's ethereal voice getting farther and farther away from me, until I disappeared in a place I couldn't see, and the whole world seemed to be just myself, lonely.

A pair of cold hands were placed on his forehead, very comfortable, very dependent, "Why is it so hot." He could hear the man's whispering voice, which was very good, and he couldn't help but grab those cold hands in his dream to relieve the hot fire on his body, "Mother......"

Pulling the hand and putting it on his cheek, the whole body seemed to have a sense of security, no longer shaking and being afraid, chasing after him, slowing down and feeling the coldness brought to him, and a line of tears slipped down from the corner of his closed eyes to his neck, "Mother doesn't want Ah Xiu?" ”

The whispering words made the person beside the bed feel a little distressed, and he couldn't help but wonder if he shouldn't have done this, this was undoubtedly punishing him, but what was wrong with him......

The body that had just calmed down shook more than before, "No...... No, ......" he was screaming, screaming, helpless as he watched his sister jump, but he couldn't do anything, the dreams switched one by one, and the man got up and left.

After a while, the window that was blown open was tightly closed, there was less coolness in the room, and more warmth, and then he took a wet towel and applied it to Lu Xiuran's forehead, Lu Xiuran felt cold and comfortable, the man held his hand, the wide palm, was pinched by Lu Xiuran, and even grabbed his arm, Nangong Jin smiled, and smoothed his frowning brow with his other hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

This sentence was transmitted to Lu Xiuran's dream, in which his mother held his hand and gently soothed himself, and he also rubbed his mother's shoulder very meekly, Nangong Jin Zuoshi was half lying beside him, holding his hands, holding his arms, patting his back, just like coaxing a child, comforting him.

Early the next morning

Lu Xiuran woke up from the bed tiredly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar and handsome face for the first time, he closed his eyes again, his brain turned, and he opened his eyes suddenly, why is Nangong Jin here?

I wanted to sit up immediately, but the wound was torn, and I didn't have much strength at all, I half-propped my elbows on the bed, and pushed Nangong Jin, seeing that Nangong Jin didn't wake up, I pushed harder, Nangong Jin turned over and opened his eyes, smiling very strongly, "You wake up, sleep for a while." ”

Nangong Jin was not surprised at all that Lu Xiuran woke up the next day and looked at himself in shock, which was completely expected, but he was a little surprised that he didn't kick himself down.

"How did you get here, and when did you get here?" Lu Xiuran pushed Nangong Jin to the shore of the bed, but Nangong Jin grabbed the hand that pushed him and put it on his chest, "It's really a little conscienceless, I took care of you all night last night, and I fell asleep in the second half of the night, and I will sleep again." ”

After that, he continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, "I am like this, and I don't blame you." Lu Xiuran resented, "Father said, don't let me deal with you in the future, you hurry up, otherwise my father will sweep me away." ”

"It's good to sweep the floor and go out, come to my house, I'll raise you." Nangong Jin's words are really not disgusted, Lu Xiuran listened, and kicked Nangong Jin off the bed with all his might, only to hear a bang, Lu Xiuran pulled the wound on his back, hissed, touched his shoulder, his elbow was not supported, and he lay on the pillow while kicking Nangong Jin out of bed.

Nangong Jin's buttocks hurt on the floor for a while, and regardless of his pain, he hurriedly got up from the ground to see Lu Xiuran's injury, "How are you?" ”

Lu Xiuran patted Nangong Jin's hand touching his back, "You let me see if the pull wound has cracked." Nangong Jin looked worried about untying Lu Xiu's blouse, "What are you doing, don't touch me, it hurts ......"

A trace of blood oozed from the back of the white undershirt, and Nangong Jin was even more anxious, "You show me ......"

"Childe, are you awake?"