Chapter 33:

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Chapter 33
Song Luan's head was as if severely chopped down by a thunder, and the words that smashed her head and covered her face made her unable to recover for a while, and her pale face was even whiter now.
what? Is she dying? She has lived so humble or is she dying? ? ?
Song Luan's chest has a strong urge to go up and down, she now really wants to turn her face with Zhao Nanyu.
Zhao Nanyu’s face was no better than hers. The five fingers curled under her sleeves tremble slightly, and her pale face is not plausible. There is no expression on her tight face, a pair of dark eyes and straight beads Looked at Hou Taiyi, the voice in his throat was extremely hoarse, he asked: "Hou Taiyi can have a recipe?"
No, Song Luan’s physical weakness is not born, she was in good health before she knew her brother, and it was no different from ordinary people. Although she lost her body when she knew her brother, she was not weak. Kind of degree.
In the final analysis, it still has something to do with his poison.
Zhao Nanyu clenched his hands tightly, his jaws tight. He didn't even understand the toxicity of "Sky Azure" or whether there was an antidote. At first, he simply wanted her to die.
Zhao Nanyu's chest was dull and painful, and the astringency spread to all his limbs, but his stubbornness was not less than half.
He would never let Song Luan leave her like that.
Hou Taiyi sighed a long time, "I watched my wife eat something that she shouldn't have eaten all these years. This pulse looks very dangerous." After a pause, he said slowly: "But Mrs. is not incurable, yet The amount of food should not be too much. Don’t touch it from now on. Don’t eat cold raw food. Take care of it for a while. The old man can make some prescriptions. There is still room for maneuver."
Of course, Hou Taiyi did not dare to assure him that Song Luan could live for a long time.
He is the head of the hospital, and he has seen even a tricky illness. Song Luan is not a general disease, but the sequelae of eating poison/drugs, which caused heart palpitations and those minor problems.
He didn't know what kind of poison it was, and he had never seen such a mean poison, and slowly destroyed a person's body a little bit.
But he also said that the amount he ate was not large, and he found it early, and it was not incurable.
Hou Taiyi is only used to saying the condition is more serious, so that the patient will be taken care of. But he was curious. Whose venomous heart would poison this woman? Really hurtful.
Zhao Nanyu moved his lips. His bloodless lips looked a little scary. He said softly, "It's too hard to work."
"You're welcome." Hou Taiyi turned his eyes to Song Luan, and also heard a little about the domineering lady. After thinking about it, he said a few words, "Mrs. Now."
Song Luan's ear was buzzing, and she could not hear what Hou Taiyi said later.
Zhao Nanyu answered on her behalf, "I will watch her."
The bitter fruit he planted himself was naturally tasted by himself, and Zhao Nanyu would slowly raise her.
Since Hou Taiyi said some cure, then it can be cured.
After taking the prescription from the Hou Mansion, Zhao Nanyu immediately asked the fellow to catch the medicine, and he returned to the Mansion with the muddy Song Luan.
When Song Luan recovered, she found that she had returned to her house. The people in the kitchen had already cooked the tonic. Zhao Nanyu brought her to the front, "Come and drink the medicine."
Song Luan looked at him gently feeding himself medicine, and it was easy to evoke the memories in his dream. He personally fed the original owner with poison and forced her to die.
Song Luan knows clearly that in the book "Power Minister", the male master can't say anything wrong with the original master. The biological child was disabled by her, and there are countless green hats on his head. He humiliated his mother. All he did was so worthy of being understood.
But what is wrong with Song Luan? After an inexplicable sleep, I crossed and got a bad card.
She is afraid of death, and she does not want to die. Only lived a short life of more than 20 years, she really was not reconciled to leave.
No one knows that she is dead in this world, and whether she can return to her own world, she dare not gamble.
Song Luan's mind is very messy now, she suddenly cried thinking about these things, and she shed tears silently with her head down.
Zhao Nanyu sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and gently wiped the tears for her.
Her tears flowed like a small river, Zhao Nanyu couldn't wipe it at all, and he watched her cry quietly.
Although Song Luan was crying, he also knew to drink the medicine. He picked up the bowl in front of him and lifted up his throat to drink all the bitter medicine into his stomach.
She cried while hiccuping, and seemed to regard Zhao Nanyu as a catharsis, and a small fist greeted him, "I'm going to die whine."
Zhao Nanyu refused to fight her back, and even if she was crying, she still knew how to drink the medicine, but she was amused, "will not die."
Song Luan now believes that he is a ghost. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Hou Taiyi said it personally, and I didn't hear it."
"He's scaring you, it's okay to keep your body well."
All the anger in Song Luan's heart spread to him, and she began to make troubles unreasonably, "Why do you coax me? You don't like me, I died, but as you wished, right? Did you expect me to die long ago? ?"
These words are half-truths.
Zhao Nanyu didn't fight back, scolded, or talked back, fearing that she would lose her temper and hurt herself and withdrew all the sharp objects in the house. "No."
Song Luan felt relieved when she vented her heart, and she gradually calmed down, and her tears gradually closed, but she still refused to give Zhao Nanyu a good face.
Zhao Nanyu didn't force her. She left her alone, and before leaving, she didn't forget to say: "Your body is just weak and you haven't gotten sick. Don't scare yourself. If I'm here, I'll be better."
Song Luan didn't say anything, she really didn't care about him.
No matter how slow she was, she realized that Zhao Nanyu was very different from her before. The contempt and gloom in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by the lingering bones.
In the evening, I had to know that my brother should come over with them, but Zhao Nanyu did not let him bring him over that night, but let him stay in the front yard.
Song Luan was troubled when he saw him. Zhao Nanyu filled her with a bowl of pigeon soup. She glanced away and refused to drink.
Zhao Nanyu didn't seem to be angry, and if she didn't eat this, she clipped something else. Without exception, Song Luan didn't touch it at all.
After a meal, Song Luan didn't eat much at all, she really had no appetite.
Her thoughts of breaking the can and breaking Zhao Nanyu anxiously caused the two men to turn their faces, but the man didn't.
At night, Song Luan came out from the screen after bathing and saw Zhao Nanyu sitting beside the bed with Wufa, he should be waiting for her.
Song Luan wanted to climb into bed without squinting, but he was dragged into his arms vigorously. She was forced to touch his chest, he chuckled, and then whispered in her ear, "I won't even if you want to die Give you a chance."
Song Luan's thin body shivered, and this was indeed what the male master could say.
She felt more or less that she refused to talk to him all afternoon and evening, and Zhao Nanyu was not so calm in her heart.
Zhao Nanyu hugged her waist tightly, and she was unable to breathe easily. He seemed to want to integrate her entire body into his own blood and bones, and refused to give up without swallowing.
Zhao Nanyu closed his eyes and his voice was low, "I had a sweet dream last night."
He said to himself, "There is you in the dream."
Song Luan did not expect that she could hear Zhao Nanyu say this in her lifetime. She admitted that at some point, her heart slammed obviously faster than usual.
Zhao Nanyu didn't lie, there was indeed her in her dream. If Song Luan knew the specific picture in his dream, he would definitely call him a beast again.
Zhao Nanyu suddenly pressed her on the bed, eyes like stars, staring at her intently, he covered her delicate body, slender and delicate fingers wrapped around her hair, he did not get her response, he Asked again, the voice was hoarse to the extreme: "Are you not going to talk to me in your life?"
Song Luan looked away, "No."
She needs to vent her mouth, and Zhao Nanyu, who is □, naturally becomes that mouth.
Zhao Nanyu lowered her head and gently kissed her cheek, breathing out the kiss from the person underneath, and then letting go. "It's still too free to have time to think."
Song Luan turned his head and was mad, "Don't touch me."
She is like this, and does not want to serve his beast/desire at all!
Song Luan didn't find that when the kissed pant was out of breath, she looked at Zhao Nanyu's eyes with a hint of liking, but it was not obvious.
Zhao Nanyu didn't plan to do anything to her. He just hugged her to sleep that night. Unfortunately, even if he didn't regret it, there is no regret medicine in this world. He has no way out.
He will find all the panacea in the world for her and keep her a hundred years old. He will take a high position and have enough power to manipulate her life.
After waking up the next day, Song Luan meditated on the bed with her eyes open for a long time, and she wanted to drive away.
From today on, she wants to take medicine well if she follows the doctor, isn't it just physical weakness? ! Isn't it heart disease? Will be fine.
After this, she still treated her brother as before, but she was not as flattering about Zhao Nanyu as before.
All her thoughts were written on her face, and within a few days, even the people who were serving below knew that the second master and his wife had a cold war.