Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

In the courtyard, there are pavilions and pavilions, and the clear water and green mountains are elegant and quiet. Sheng Huaian walked around the red sculpture corridor and stood in front of the house behind the Hunan bamboo forest.

He knocked on the door very lightly and waited in front of the door patiently. He didn't open the door until there was a sound from inside the house.

"Father."

There was a pungent smell of herbs in the room. Sheng Huaian looked a little worried and walked forward to help the person on the couch tidy up his clothes: "Will the medicine be effective this time?"

"Don't worry, this medicine is more effective than the previous ones." Sheng Zhou turned sideways and patted the back of Sheng Huaian's hand, then stood up and lay down.

Sheng Huaian's eyes rested on a white handkerchief beside the couch, and he saw bright red blood streaks on it. His eyes showed some pain, he shook his hands, and finally turned his head and pretended not to see it.

"I think the effect of father's medicine is not satisfactory. I will continue to look for a good cure for my father, and I will not make him suffer like this."

Sheng Zhou turned around, his eyes filled with relief: "With your heart, why should I fear life and death as a father?"

He gathered up his fur coat. It was obviously a warm and sunny day in April, but the other party was wearing a thick fur coat, but he didn't feel any heat at all. His lips were even a little purple, as if he was extremely cold.

"This is a chronic disease of our Sheng family." Sheng Zhou sighed bitterly: "There are many miracle doctors who are helpless. Just try your best and don't blame yourself."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something happy, and his gloomy and sad face suddenly brightened up. He turned back to look at Sheng Huaian and said with a smile: "Fortunately, God will not destroy my Sheng family, and finally left An'er and you as a way of survival for our Sheng family. "

Ever since Sheng Huaian could remember, he had known that there was a hidden genetic disease in his family, which was called "cold syndrome" in his family.

I don't know from which generation of the Sheng family, all newborns must suffer from this disease when they reach one year old. The most obvious complication is chills all over the body.

No matter it is in the coldest month of winter or the scorching summer, once the disease occurs, the person who suffers from the disease will feel as if he is in biting cold water, with fine needle pricks and pain on the bones, stiffness all over the body, and uncontrollable trembling.

This disease will become more frequent as age increases, and the pain will also increase. However, Sheng Huaian can only watch his relatives suffer but cannot share the pain.

For so many years, he studied medicine diligently and searched for miracle doctors in the world, but in the end he only got this prescription that seemed useful but actually had a slight effect.

He is the only child in the Sheng family who is free from this disease. Although he does not know why he is so special, he is always grateful, because only in this way can he concentrate on researching prescriptions, specializing in pharmacology, and bringing hope to his family members. , also ushered in a ray of light for the Sheng family.

He believes that one day he will be able to find a solution and break the "curse" that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Sheng family.

"Can we use some charcoal in father's house?" Sheng Huaian looked up and asked, hiding the sadness in his eyes.

Sheng Zhou waved his hand: "No need."

He walked behind the case and suddenly raised his head: "The day after tomorrow is the family recognition banquet, are you ready?"

Sheng Huaian nodded: "Don't worry, father, everything is ready."

"Yes." Sheng Zhou was naturally reassured by Sheng Huaian's actions, but he hesitated for a moment before taking out a brocade box from the cabinet in the case.

Opening the brocade box reveals the exquisite objects inside. It is a crystal-clear jade pendant with a light lotus color. There are splendid butterflies engraved on it. It looks elegant and the seal carving lines are delicate. The whole jade pendant is not only the daughter’s family’s favorite color and Style can also show itself to be priceless.

"Your mother asked me to give this to you before leaving, and asked me to tell you that Miss An San of the Protectorate Palace has an engagement with you. I didn't want to tell you, but this matter is related to your life. , I shouldn’t hide it from you.”

Sheng Zhou sighed softly and looked at Sheng Huaian with a worried look: "As a father, I only want you to marry the love of your life. I don't want you to ruin your life just because of your casual remarks. Even though there are all kinds of good things in the Duhu Mansion, , but if you don’t like An’er, my father will support you.”

Sheng Zhou then pushed the brocade box towards him: "This jade pendant is a jade pendant passed down by the Sheng family. Since the establishment of the Sheng family, it has only been passed down to the direct daughter-in-law of the Sheng family. Today I will hand this jade pendant to you. In the future, you will It’s up to you who you give it to.”

Sheng Huaian looked at the jade pendant in the brocade box and hesitated for a moment. The sudden engagement made him a little confused. He looked up at his father and asked, "What does mother mean?"

Sheng Zhou frowned and looked serious: "Your mother's intention can be seen from this jade pendant."

"An'er." Sheng Zhou called.

"Your mother is also worried about the future..."

"Father." Sheng Huaian interrupted him.

But seeing Sheng Huaian put the jade pendant into his sleeve, a smile appeared on his face: "I have my own plan for what will happen in the future. The fact that my mother is worried is really unfounded. I will marry the love of my life as my father said, and I will not let him down." The expectations that everyone in my clan has for me.”

Sheng Zhou looked at the relaxed look on his son's face, and his heart ached. If it weren't for this hidden disease, why would he have asked his young son to shoulder the family's responsibility so early? He was ashamed of An'er, but if not, he would be ashamed of Li. Ancestors.

An Jinshu took the red carp and sneaked into the house from the backyard, and the journey was smooth.

She thought that no one would notice that she was happy, but after entering the yard, An Jinshu saw with sharp eyes her mother Yang standing next to her mother at the door of her house. She immediately wanted to rub oil on her soles and run away, but she heard Yang's mother shouting loudly. Call her.

"But the third lady is back?"

Yes, it’s not too early to be happy.

The sound of footsteps sounded behind An Jinshu, who stiffened and turned around, looking at the visitor with a smile.

"Aunt..."

When Mrs. Qu heard the commotion and came out, she saw this scene. The beautiful girl was dressed as a man, and the other party was very particular about wearing a waistband, hanging a purse and a jade pendant. If she had a folding fan in her hand, she would look like a handsome nobleman.

This little guy is really disturbing. Qu sighed helplessly, stretched out her delicate white jade hand and waved: "Come over to Yanyan."

An Jinshu bit her lip lightly, rubbed her little hands and moved slowly over. Knowing that she had made a mistake, she lowered her head like a quail and called out, "Auntie."

"Where did you run to?"

"I didn't go anywhere."

"Come in." Qu said coldly as she entered the room, followed by An Jinshu.

After entering the house, An Jinshu quickly poured tea for his mother, showing her white teeth like jade in a flattering manner, and smiling like two small crescent moons, and said sweetly: "Mom, drink tea."

"You know you're wrong?" Mrs. Qu feigned anger and stared at her as she took the tea.

An Jinshu nodded his head twice: "Yanyan is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Qu asked her.

"You shouldn't sneak out to play, and you shouldn't dress up as a man without rules..." An Jinshu replied pitifully.

Seeing her pitiful attitude, Qu's anger disappeared. What's more, she wasn't angry at all. Who would be willing to be cruel to such a beautiful little person?

"Okay, you're acting like this before I even say a few words." Ms. Qu tapped her forehead angrily: "You don't know when you can tell me to save some time for my mother."