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The author has something to say: Make up for yesterday's (I'm so hardworking!)

It was getting dark when they arrived in Beiyang Town, and Lin Jingyun leaned against Lin Qingyu all the way. Because he was worried about his brother's injury, Lin Qingyu could ignore even He Tang's scorching eyes from inside the carriage.

He wrapped his elder brother between his arms and put his face close to his. He Tang unconsciously took a few more glances. In the shadowy halo, one of the Lin brothers was as gorgeous as a lotus, and the other as delicate as a gardenia. Although both of them were pale, but the two snuggled together, it was really a pleasing picture of beauties.

He Tang has always loved beauties, he was exhausted by boats and cars, and it was not boring to have the Lin family brothers to accompany him.

The carriage stopped in front of a large and luxurious mansion, and the two six-faced glazed lamps hanging in front of the door had already been lit. The butler in long robes and his servants held the lamps in front of the door waiting for the return of the Patriarch of the He family. The mansion is as bright as day, showing its different status in Beiyang Town.

He Tang got out of the carriage first, and sent his servants to carry the stretcher, and opened the door to let Lin Qingyu get down.

Lin Qingyu herself couldn't carry her elder brother on her back, so she had to get out of the carriage reluctantly. Soon, two strong young men got on the carriage and carried Lin Jingyun off, and put him on the bed covered with soft mattresses and sachets. On a stretcher.

The housekeeper came forward to greet him, and without waiting for He Tang to ask questions, he respectfully said, "My lord, the doctor is already waiting in the courtyard, and the meal has been prepared, should we eat first or..."

He Tang strode forward with his head held high, and said, "Go directly to the courtyard."

The butler grumbled, and then humbly called Mr. Lin before leading the way.

Lin Qingyu was concerned about her elder brother, thinking that her elder brother's injury could finally be healed, she couldn't hide her joy, she raised her eyes to see He Tang's deep gaze, and quickly lowered her eyes.

Lin Qingyu didn't have time to appreciate the luxury of He's mansion, so she arrived safely at the courtyard arranged by He Tang. The two doctors were already waiting inside. The servant helped Lin Jingyun to the bed, and Lin Qingyu said anxiously, "Thank you both."

The doctor had already been ordered to go forward to give Lin Jingyun his pulse. Lin Qingyu wanted to go up and take a look, but a strong hand grabbed his wrist. He Tang pulled him back, and he stared angrily. He Tang preemptively said, "Let the doctor take a good look at Jing Yun first, you can wait here."

Lin Qingyu was also afraid that he would delay the doctor, so he had to retreat to He Tang's side. He cared about Lin Jingyun, but ignored He Tang who was still holding his palm, anxiously stretching his head to see the scene on the bed.

Lin Jingyun bumped all the way, his face was extremely pale, and he coughed a few times from time to time, as if he was about to cough up his lungs. Lin Qingyu was flustered when he heard it. Qingyu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but she could only watch helplessly.

He Tang looked at Lin Qingyu's side face. Because of his anxiety, Lin Qingyu's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He looked at the crystal-clear jade under the candlelight. He already knew that Lin Qingyu was beautiful. But it was not as touching as it was at the time. Maybe after some polishing, the delicateness faded away, revealing a more attractive face, which made him like it more and more.

He admitted that he was motivated by sex, for Lin Jingyun, and for Lin Qingyu, but right now he is obviously much more interested in Lin Qingyu.

Thinking about it, He Tang's palm moved down slightly, and took Lin Qingyu's hand.

Lin Qingyu never took his eyes off his elder brother, but the heat from his palm still made him astonished. He was about to tell He Tang to let go, but the doctor's movement of getting up caught his attention again.

"Doctor, how are you?" Lin Qingyu leaned forward, and He Tang let go of his hand naturally.

The doctor said, "Master He, please follow us outside the house to discuss in detail."

Lin Qingyu's heart sank slightly. He looked at his elder brother with a pale face, leaned over to cover his elder brother with a quilt, and tried to smile, "Brother, come all the way, let's rest for a while."

Lin Jingyun's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, thinking he was extremely tired, he nodded slightly and closed his eyes.

Lin Qingyu got up and went out with the doctor, He Tang instructed, "You two, tell the truth."

"Yes," the doctor said with a bow, "the patient's injuries are serious. There are a few traumas that may have been treated improperly and appear to be festering, but they can be cured within two months by applying medicine twice a day. It's just... "

Lin Qingyu raised her heart, clenched her fingers tightly, and held her breath to listen to the doctor's next words.

"Dare to ask if the patient has been in water for a long time before?"

Lin Qingyu nodded stiffly.

"That's it. The most troublesome thing for the patient is the inflammation of the lungs. Judging from the current situation, it is the lungs that the patient needs to recuperate the most. Originally, there is still room for ten doses of strong medicine, but the patient's trauma Internal troubles, strong medicine may be self-defeating, now I can only take three doses of decoction a day, take care of it carefully, and treat the inflammation with the effect of moistening things. After three months, if there is no complexion, it may be... "

Lin Qingyu's heart was cold, and she said in a trembling voice, "I beg the doctor to heal my brother."

He Tang also said seriously, "I would like to ask the master to do his best to see Jing Yun with a hundred gold."

The doctor repeatedly clapped his hands and tried his best.

The maid followed the doctor to get the necessary medicinal materials, but Lin Qingyu stood there, unable to get out of her grief for a while.

Seeing his sad expression, He Tang put away his teasing, "Don't worry, I will continue to send people to find a good doctor, and I will definitely restore Jing Yun to his original state."

Lin Qingyu suppressed her sourness and raised her eyes to look at He Tang. He had too much prejudice against He Tang. This man was famous, coveted his brother, and teased him. If he could, he would not want to deal with him in every possible way. He reached out to help when he was most desperate, and no matter how much resentment he had in his heart, he was covered by a lot of gratitude at this moment. He looked at He Tang's peachy eyes and said sincerely, "He Tang, I thank you for saving my life on behalf of my brother. "

He Tang's eyes flickered slightly, his lips curled into a smile, and he was a little out of tune again, and he leaned closer and said, "There are thousands of ways to thank my benefactor, just think about it, what can you do to repay me."

Lin Qingyu shrank her shoulders, licked her dry lips, "As long as you can save brother, I will die."

"Who will kill you?" He Tang squeezed Lin Qingyu's chin, shook it slightly, admiring Lin Qingyu's bewildered expression, and smiled, "Qingyu is talented and intelligent, she will definitely be able to guess what I want."

Lin Qingyu was suddenly blessed, and said angrily, "My brother is doing this, do you still want to disrespect him?"

He Tang remained silent, his smile deepened, and he didn't answer Lin Qingyu's words.

Lin Qingyu broke away from his hand and walked into the house, but he didn't bother anymore, and ordered his servants to deliver the meals to the courtyard, and then Shi Shiran left.

Lin Jingyun had already fallen into sleep, Lin Qingyu wrung a damp cloth and gently wiped his elder brother's face. After calming down, he looked at the luxurious place he was in, pear wood, white porcelain vases, silk curtains, exquisitely painted plum blossom screens, and flickering lights. Floor-to-ceiling lamps, master calligraphy and paintings worth a hundred taels, this courtyard is all exquisite and elegant, and it is even worse than the prosperous Lin family.

Four hours ago, he was still in the dilapidated thatched hut, but now sitting in this luxurious place, it made him feel like he was in a dream, as if he was still the young master of the Lin family, but his heart was as clear as a mirror, No matter how the He family is, he is nothing more than a guest under the fence.

No matter how good the golden house was, he didn't want it if it wasn't his. No matter how broken the hut was, it still belonged to him and his brother's shelter.

Lin Qingyu never thought that one day, he would be able to abandon this wealth and glory, and only seek stability for one side.

He held his elder brother's cold hand, pressed his face against it, felt relieved, and murmured in a low voice, "Brother, get better soon, I'm afraid."

The flickering candlelight illuminates the deep love of the place.