Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

"Little Tanglian, take care of your son." Tang Weitan stared at Ion Yuan and said this, with a strong sense of warning in his words, "Where is the female black elm plant?"

"At this."

"Please take care of me." Tang Weitan took the medicine powder bottle, and when he was about to leave, he gave another instruction, and his back disappeared behind the door.

But Tangou just rushed back to Medicine Valley yesterday, and seeing Tang Anle who was sent here on the verge of death today, he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak, looked up at Ion Yuan who was standing by the side of the bed, shrinking in fear and anger Shrugging his shoulders, he sat on a stool beside him.

After a long time, Ion Yuan moved and knelt down beside the bed, looking at Tang Anle who seemed to be lying quietly on the bed, with a complicated expression on his face. He wanted to protect Tang Anle, but Tang Anle always got hurt by his side. It was his fault.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of breathing, and the warm sunlight came in from outside the room. Tang Anle, who was on the bed, was lying on the bed almost lifelessly like a porcelain doll.

It happened to be noon when Ion Yuan brought Tang Anle back, and when night fell, Tang Weitan came back with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Valley Master!" Tang Ou stayed quietly in this room all afternoon, and only when she saw Tang Weitan's serious face came in was there a crack, her eyes were shining, projecting hope.

In the afternoon, Tang Anle could already see fatigue on his face. Although he was prepared, it took him too much effort to refine the antidote.

"Little Tanglian, take the medicine, and I will pull out the needle." Tang Weitan walked to the side of the bed and handed the medicine to Tang Ou, ignoring Ion Yuan's hand that was about to reach out.

Ion Yuan pursed his lips and withdrew his hand, quietly stood aside, afraid that he would be unhappy if he offended the old man.

The needle will be healed soon, Tang Weitan put away his golden needle bag, and when he was about to help Tang Anle up, Ion Yuan helped him up one step faster.

Although seeing Tang Anle leaning on Ion Yuan made Tang Weitan very dissatisfied, he didn't say much, just took a small bottle of medicine from the medicine tray, poured out a light yellow pill from it, stuffed it into the After Tang Anle's mouth closed, he picked up the medicine bowl.

A bowl of dark medicinal soup, just looking at it makes people feel discouraged.

After Tang Weitan picked up the medicine bowl, he slowly fed small spoonfuls into Tang Anle's mouth. Tang Ou was in awe of his patient and meticulous appearance.

It took Tang Weitan half an hour just to feed the medicine, and when the medicine bowl made a crisp sound in the medicine tray, the medicine was considered finished.

"This medicine is taken more than once, and I come to deliver it every day." Tang Weitan didn't get up immediately, and stretched out his hand to feel Tang Anle's pulse before preparing to leave.

Ion Yuan supported Tang Anle to make him lie down, but before Tang Weitan stepped out of the room, he heard Ion Yuan's panicked voice.

"Master Gu, my lord, he, he vomited blood again!" Tang Ou took a step back to pack the medicine bowl, but saw Tang Anle who was lying down, his face flushed instantly, and he vomited another mouthful of blood.

Tang Weitan immediately turned around and walked back. After putting his hand on Tang Anle's wrist, he breathed a sigh of relief after a while, "It's okay, it's a good thing. , the role of bleeding out."

Ion Yuan's face was pale at the moment, tightly holding Tang Anle's hand, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Master Gu, when will Anle wake up?"

Tang Weitan took a look at Ion Yuan, and replied with a bad face: "After taking this medicine, at least I will be in a coma for two or three days. You should tidy yourself up before taking care of my son."

Ion Yuan silently nodded and didn't say much.

Tang Ou is still a little afraid of Ion Yuan, since the son's life is not in danger, it's better for him not to stay in the same room with Ion Yuan.

Tang Anle and Ion Yuan were the only ones left in the huge room. Only then did Ion Yuan let go of his defenses. The pain and self-blame in his eyes were almost overflowing. He reached out and stroked the sweaty hair on Tang Anle's forehead. Possessed and bent over as if treating a rare treasure, carefully imprinted a kiss on it.

After a while, several medicine boys came in one after another with hot water, some food and clean clothes.

Ion Yuan is not a hypocrite, he took care of the comatose Tang Anle personally, and only washed himself after scrubbing and changing his clothes.

Li Jinyu arrived at Medicine Valley on the second day, and after learning about the situation of Ion Yuan and Tang Anle, she returned to court on the same day.

After all, his father wanted to stay and take care of his younger father, but the government couldn't be left alone for a day, and there were still border affairs to deal with.

Three days, three full days later, Tang Anle still hadn't woken up.

At noon, it was still Tang Weitan who came in with a tray of medicine, and as usual, gave Tang Anle medicine a few instructions before leaving.

"Gu master stay here." Ion Yuan quickly stopped him with sharp eyes and hands.

He was really worried that Tang Anle hadn't woken up these days, and he was worried that something might happen.

"What?" Tang Weitan raised his eyebrows, stroked his beard and looked at him. Ion Yuan has been taking care of this stinky boy these days, and he finally got a good look.

"Master Gu, Anle hasn't woken up for a long time, did you not notice something? You..."

Tang Weitan cast a glance at him, thinking he was making a fuss.

"It's okay, left and right are almost the same." Leaving only such an ambiguous sentence, he left.

Ion Yuan sighed silently and sat back on the side of the bed, carefully wiping the medicine stains from his mouth.

As dusk approached, the people on the bed finally moved a little, their eyeballs rolled under their eyelids, and the hands hanging by their sides also moved.

And Ion Yuan was sitting tiredly on the edge of the bed at the moment, with his hands crossed over his chest, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were also tightly closed, making people wonder if he was asleep.

After a while, Tang Anle's eyelids slowly opened. It was dusk and the light was not bright, so Tang Anle took a while to get used to it before slowly waking up.

He seems to have had a dream, dreaming that he returned to the world outside the book after waking up, and transmigrating into the book was just a dream before his operation.

He was very scared, as if no matter what, he was going to die, and Ion Yuan was just a person who appeared in his dream.

It's all a phantom.

Eyelids opened and closed a few times before Tang Anle could see clearly the decoration on the bed. The antique carved wooden bed, and the soft and thick brocade quilt were all telling him that it was not disinfectant but the air full of medicinal fragrance. , this is not a phantom.

Tang Anle turned his head, and saw Ion Yuan sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed quietly, his eyes turned red immediately, this dream was so real, he thought he would never see Ion Yuan again.

Recalling everything he had experienced together, Tang Anle realized that he had unknowingly fallen in love with Ion Yuan.