When Su Qingluan was adopted by his master's wife and adoptive parents in his last life, they were already over sixty years old. By the time Su Qingluan went to college and fell ill, the second elder had already passed away.

The second elder is old, and the reason for his death is a sudden cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease, so although the incident happened suddenly, Su Qingluan also accepted it relatively quickly.

Although she was in the ward when she was hospitalized, Su Qingluan could often see the family members who accompanied the bed getting angry for the patients on the bed, and even had a nervous breakdown because of this, but relatively speaking, she always reacted relatively calmly - it may be that she subconsciously understands that no matter how hysterical and disappointed she is, the condition will continue, and it will be dawn tomorrow.

Su Qingluan was a little devastated about his condition except for the beginning and the first relapse, and the rest of the time has been relatively calm to accept - whether it is getting better or worsening.

She will even persuade her fellow patients that deterioration is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it is one step closer to complete calm, isn't it?

It sounds quite sad, but what can you think when you know that there is no hope of cure, and even maintaining the status quo is a luxury? I can only comfort myself in reverse.

As for those family members who are worried about their relatives because they are seriously ill and are gradually emaciated every day, Su Qingluan can understand it intellectually, but emotionally speaking, he still doesn't have any intuitive feelings-until this time.

In fact, from the very beginning, this kind of faint worry has always existed - in the final analysis, Su Qingluan believes that even under the modern medical system, a simple cold and fever can induce myocarditis or viral pneumonia and lead to death.

It's a small probability, but it's not non-existent.

What's more, this is in an era when medicine is not well developed. Even though she survived both fevers safely, she was still worried.

It's still the same sentence - the more you worry about something, the more you can often "make your wishes come true", but this thing is "done" on Su Qingluan's little sister who doesn't want to see it the most.

In fact, since the crossing, although Su Qingluan's feelings for the Su family have become deeper and deeper, but her ten fingers are long and short, although she herself regards her father, mother, brother and sister as her own family, but she is also partial.

Relatively speaking, the little sister Su Xueyan is her most eccentric.

In addition to the fact that this little girl is really smart and cute, Su Qingluan knows that this still has a kind of empathetic effect - watching the little girl make money because of her father and sister, and her brother is going to school again, she is only more than three years old and has to guard this huge yard alone, but she rarely cries noisily and asks others to accompany her, which is really distressing.

This made Su Qingluan can't help but think of when he was a child in the orphanage, looking at the kindergarten on the opposite street, every time it was time to get out of school, there were parents who either walked, or rode bicycles, or drove private cars to pick up their children.

She kept wondering why she didn't have parents.

Later, there was, but the happy life was too short, and there was no way to make up for the regrets of childhood - when she was adopted, Su Qingluan had already passed the stage of asking "why don't I have parents", and she began to cherish everything she had.

So when Su Qingluan saw that her sister was left at home alone, although she was reluctant to leave with her father, but she didn't cry, her heart softened.

She wanted to be nice to this little sister, a little better. It's basically visible to the naked eye that it's eccentric and pampered, which makes Su Xuanhe, the little guy, very unconvinced.

But then he said in a stinky fart: I'm a boy, so I don't need flowers and caramel candy!

It was only a matter of a moment to return to reality from the memory, and Su Qingluan had already unconsciously walked out of the door with her sister in her arms.

She did this series of actions unconsciously, but it alarmed the Yang family, who was asleep next to her: "Big girl, it's so late, where are you going?" ”

After drinking two pairs of pills from afternoon to evening, Yang sweated, although he was still very weak, he was better than his groggy appearance in the morning.

Su Qingluan wrapped her sister tightly, for fear that she would be blown by the night wind again: "My sister is burning too badly, the situation is not good, I want to take her to see Langzhong!" ”

"Eh, you're in a hurry," the Yang clan hurriedly called Su Qingluan, "Now the city gate has long been locked, and you won't be allowed to enter, even if you want to invite Langzhong, you have to talk about it tomorrow morning!" ”

Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "Isn't there another person-I'll beg him!" ”

"You mean...... Mr. Mu? ”

"That's right," Su Qingluan also put on a layer of big clothes for herself, and protected her sister in her arms, "I'll go over and ask him for help now." ”

"But in case Mr. Mu has already rested......"

"I can't care so much!" She now finally understood what it was like a madman to do anything to heal their loved ones - in the midst of great anxiety and fear, if there was even the slightest hope that they could get out of this situation, they would cling to it.

If you just wait like this, tomorrow morning, my sister doesn't know what the situation is. Instead of being in a hurry, it is better to go to Mu Xingzhi now-what is the possibility of disturbing others or he is not there at all, Su Qingluan can no longer take care of it.

She just wants Su Xueyan to get better soon.

Su Qingluan was holding her sister in both hands, so there was no way to carry a lantern or hold a fire fold for lighting, but fortunately, today's moonlight could illuminate the road. With this light, Su Qingluan came to the door of Mu Xing's house and directly began to slam the door.

"Mu Xingzhi, you're not there! Mu Xingzhi, please save my sister! ”

The village was very quiet in the dark of night, and Su Qingluan's voice came far away, alarming the dogs of the peasant families who lived not too far away.

It's slow...... Su Qingluan slapped the door panel anxiously, while feeling her sister's rapid and burning breathing, feeling that every moment seemed to be extraordinarily long.

Fortunately, Su Qingluan - or Su Xueyan - was lucky, Mu Xingzhi was at home, and when Su Qingluan felt that his body and heart were about to be frozen by the biting cold wind, Mu Xingzhi wore a coat and came to the door wearing only a middle coat.

At this moment, Su Qingluan's mind was full of his sister's illness, and he didn't notice that it was not Songbo who came to open the door, but Mu Xingzhi, who came in a wheelchair.

"I'm really sorry to disturb you so late," Su Qingluan's voice was a little bit, because of the cold, but also because of the uneasiness in his heart, "But I really can't watch my sister do nothing like this, if I go to invite Lang Zhong tomorrow morning, I'm afraid it's too late......"

Mu Xingzhi glanced at Su Qingluan, I don't know if it was because the light was too dim at night, Su Qingluan always felt that Mu Xingzhi at this moment was different from the person with a loose smile he had seen before, with a little bit of sneering but not smiling. His voice was still so slow and coherent, but it sounded a little strange: "You trust me like that? ”