The little man of the champion family

Su Qinghan can't help with anything, it's best not to make trouble, but, "Yue'er, what happened?"

Mu Yueshi was just about to say that it's none of your business, but suddenly felt that this sentence was a bit heavy, so she forgot it, "It's okay, I'm used to it, go back to rest early at night."

After speaking, without waiting for Su Qinghan to respond, he actually closed the door directly.A door separated the two people, Su Qinghan withdrew his outstretched fingers, opened and closed his lips a few times but did not say the words, "Be careful."

He was really angry this time.Su Qinghan thought sadly.Leaving with a lonely back, perhaps, I should find an opportunity to apologize to him, it was my mistake, I failed his heart.The more Su Qinghan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. A sense of gloom was suffocating in his heart. He couldn't vent it, so he could only suppress it. Who knew his suffering...

Not long after he left, Mu Yueshi opened the door, looking at the empty courtyard outside, his heart was pierced by a knife, the moon above his head was extraordinarily bright, at the beginning of the month, at the beginning of the month, he had already started to regret it, he knew very well about their union It's just helpless, why do you have to force your brother? Didn't you promise to take your time? Mu Yueshi, why are you so anxious!

"Go and apologize tomorrow." The two thought at the same time.

They reflected deeply and felt that they were sorry for each other, but this was not the crux of their problem, and if they talked about it, they would just talk about loneliness.

Before the next day, Su Qinghan fell ill for no reason.When Xiaomei brought hot water, Su Qinghan was still buried under the blanket, motionless.

Xiaomei didn't think too much about it, only when Madam was exhausted and sleepy these days, seeing that it was almost time for breakfast, Xiaomei carefully went over to lift Su Qinghan's bed curtain.

Su Qinghan's face was flushed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he frowned in pain. Xiaomei called out, "Ma'am, Ma'am, wake up, you have a fever, you have to find a doctor quickly!"

Su Qinghan didn't know when the fever started, but he was already a little confused and couldn't speak a word. Xiaomei dared to touch his forehead with her hand, it was terribly hot.

There was no need to delay, so she called another girl to watch over the lady, then went to report to the housekeeper, and then quickly ran to the hospital to find a doctor.

When the butler heard what was going on, he went to report to Mu Yueshi without stopping.Mu Yueshi was wrestling with the document in front of her. After reading it for a long time, the page in her hand was never turned.

The colleagues looked at him suspiciously again. Could it be that Mr. Mu is practicing Zen recently?

However, before they could discuss which Buddhist scriptures Mu Yue started to practice, a servant came in to report: "Master Mu, your housekeeper just came to report that your wife is ill."

"What?!" Mu Yueshi looked up in surprise, and when his colleagues looked over again, Mu Yueshi was no longer there. Could it be that Mr. Mu is not practicing Zen, but practicing Lingboweibu?

Mu Yueshi brought the imperial physician back in a hurry. Su Qinghan was leaning against the bed with a towel on his forehead, weak and weak. An old doctor with white beard and hair was sitting in front of the bed, as if he was prescribing medicine for Su Qinghan.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" Mu Yueshi rushed over. Xiaomei was about to cry when she saw him. It had been a long time since she saw that the adults and his wife were in love, and she acted as if she had lost love.

"It's nothing, it's just a fever caused by deficiency of spleen and stomach, and overthinking in the heart. It's fine when the fever subsides." The old man said.

When Mu Yue began to look over, Su Qinghan's lips turned white. It was obviously not such an easy and simple matter, "Look again? My wife looks very bad."

The doctor was most annoyed by outsiders questioning him, so he stood up, stroked his beard and said angrily: "Then let the newcomer behind you have a diagnosis and treatment!"

"I've offended you." The doctor apologized, grabbed Su Qinghan's wrist, cut for a long time, then looked into his eyes, nodded and said: "That old gentleman is right, Madam Ling is indeed so, but Madam Ling has a little bit, My body is a little cold and weak, have I been exposed to severe cold before? I am afraid I need to recuperate properly, otherwise it will affect my conception in the future."

Conceived, my brother didn't want to have a baby with him at all.However, the elder brother must be a healthy elder brother.

"The doctor looked at what to eat?"

"There is no need for supplements. When I prescribe a prescription, you can follow it. It's just that there is no rush. I'll come back to take the pulse of Mrs. Zun after eating." The imperial doctor said.

The old man behind him snorted, and he also noticed this little problem. It's just that the young people are young, and if they take more activities to avoid catching the cold, they will recover naturally. Since he wants to take medicine, he can take it, anyway, it won't hurt.

"Take these fever-reducing medicines first." The doctor was very speechless and threw the prescription to Xiaomei.The housekeeper paid the consultation fee with a smiling face and sent the old doctor out.

After seeing the imperial doctor, it was time to leave. Xiaomei went to get the medicine, and the housekeeper delivered the doctor. Only Mu Yueshi and Su Qinghan, who was breathing heavily, were left in the room.

It is self-evident who is the person who is overthinking and causing his brother to think too much, Mu Yueshi is about to die of guilt in his heart, how can he be so ignorant, how can he make his brother angry, he, he is simply a white-eyed wolf!

He sat on the side of the bed, gently hugged Su Qinghan into his arms, and let him lean into his arms. Su Qinghan's hot face was pressed against his neck, scorching hot. His eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was extremely uncomfortable. .

This reminded him that Su Qinghan once suffered from severe typhoid fever, and almost passed it, but in the end, God opened his eyes and saved his life.

When he thought of this incident, extreme panic and helplessness came to his mind, he hugged Su Qinghan tightly with trembling hands, two warm tears fell on Su Qinghan's face, "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't contradict you, I will never I won't contradict you, I will treat you well for the rest of my life when you are well."

This is a nightmare that he never wants to recall in his life.

It snowed heavily in the village that year, and the roof was covered with a thick layer, like a dream house in a fairy tale world, which could be buried directly above the knees.The harvest was not good that year, and he could not save much food in winter. Relying on his high martial arts skills, he went into the mountains to find prey.

He was lucky that he found a wild boar, but he was also unlucky, the wild boar was frantic with hunger.The two fought desperately, and it took him more than an hour to kill the wild boar. At the same time, his thigh was cut open by the wild boar's fangs, bleeding profusely.

If he is not treated in time, he may die in the snow.But he didn't care about that much, his brother was still waiting for him at home, he quickly bandaged it, and dragged a wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms forward in the mountains and forests, stepping on a bloody footprint.

Fortunately, Su Qinghan couldn't find him when he came back from picking vegetables, so he could know where he was by thinking about it with his toes, so he hurried up the mountain with a sickle to find someone.

Walking halfway up the mountain, Mu Yueshi was at the end of his strength, his eyes were white, and he thought that he might never see his beloved brother again...