Seductive every day

Chapter 32 Du Wantang's Illness

The "Peony Pavilion" has ended, and it's getting late.

Du Wantang and Cheng Weichun went to see Gu Yingzhi backstage.

Gu Yingzhi is 20 years older than Du Wantang, and Cheng Weichun and Cheng Weichun are friends. Du Wantang likes to listen to his plays, but after all, the generation gap is too big, so there is nothing to talk about.So the two artists were going to hold a candle night talk that night, Du Wantang said a few words, put down Cheng Weichun and went home.

After leaving Gu Yingzhi's lounge, A Qiu was standing outside the door. Du Wantang seemed to see him at this moment, his eyes swept over, paused, and then returned to look at his face.

"What's wrong with your face?" Ah Qiu hurriedly touched his cheek, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I accidentally scratched my beard."

Du Wantang frowned and scolded him: "You can't even shave? Tomorrow, you're going to have a dinner with several elders, and you go with this face? If you can't do it, you can hire a nanny, and people will wait for you when you eat and wash." Hurry up! Let someone shave your beard!" Cheng Weichun remembered that he should send Du Wantang off, and he still had two words to say to him, when he opened the door, he met Du Wantang admonishing his son.

A Qiu lowered his head and said nothing, Cheng Weichun is a person who has suffered, he knows that Du Wantang has a strange temper, and A Qiu had a miserable life when he was a child, so he loves this child very much.

Seeing Aqiu clamping his tail tightly, Cheng Weichun hurriedly said good things, supported Du Wantang's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Wantang, you are so lucky, look at how good Aqiu is, my little Huzi is only 14 years old, what can I say to him?" Those who talk back can piss him off to death."

Du Wantang rolled her eyes at A Qiu, waiting for Cheng Weichun to be one of her own, she spoke bluntly, and said directly: "Who is with his father and son? I know what he has done! Dog!" Du Wantang scolded people very uncreatively, He doesn't know a few bad words, and repeats "wolf cub" and "dog thing" over and over again, as if wolves and dogs are the worst representatives in his heart.

Cheng Weichun knew everything about him, and couldn't help but sneer.

Du Wantang frowned, "What are you laughing at?" "No, I remembered that you liked cats very much when you were a child." As a result, you grew up like a cat, and when you met Ah Qiu, a loyal dog, you also looked like a cat when it frowned at every turn.

"What do you mean?" Du Wantang didn't understand.

Cheng Weichun coughed, "It's okay, I hope you don't get angry. In the end, the one who will take care of you in the old age will be Aqiu. I'll take you to the car and let's go." Du Wantang muttered, "Who will use him for the old age?" One side was dragged away by Cheng Weichun.

Aqiu raised eyebrows and followed behind the two of them. Cheng Weichun sent Du Wantang to the car, leaned over and said to him: "By the way, I can only stay for three or four days this time. I will return to the imperial capital tomorrow and prepare to go to the capital the day after tomorrow." During the US tour, there have been a lot of things in the past few years, and I don't have time to visit you all the time, are you in good health?" Du Wantang nodded, "It's all good, you are busy with your own, don't miss me."

Cheng Weichun smiled, "That's good. You have had many problems since you were a child. You must take care of your health. Now it's nothing serious. Money is not enough. It doesn't matter if you earn less. Your body is important. I know you don't want to Get married, but at least find a partner, it’s really not good, if you give birth to a surrogate child, the Du family will be you, can’t you have no offspring?” 32. Du Wantang’s illness Ah Qiu was terrified when he heard it, and his eyes turned green when he looked at Cheng Weichun How could he persuade Master Tang to find a companion!Besides, isn't Lord Tang's companion Du Liangqiu!

Du Wantang lowered her eyes, feeling a little annoyed, "Come on, why are you babbling like Master, old lady? I have my sense of proportion, so go and do your work." Cheng Weichun smiled wryly, and closed the car door for him.

Ah Qiu drove here by himself and was still standing outside the car. Du Wantang left him and told the driver to drive away quickly.

Ah Qiu followed the car and took a few steps, how could he catch up!

Cheng Weichun put his shoulders on him, "Aqiu, you, be more sensible in the future, don't always be angry with your father, your father is not in good health, and he has problems with blood clotting, so don't let him have any accidents."

Aqiu's eyes were wide open, his body was icy cold, and he asked blankly, "Uncle Cheng, Tang... Dad, what happened to his blood clots?"

Cheng Weichun was also surprised, "Huh? You don't know? Didn't he tell you? Wantang has hemophilia."

Du Liangqiu's ears were buzzing, his heart was beating against his chest, and his brain was dizzy with the pulse.

"Hemophilia...?" Du Liangqiu felt that he had heard this word before, but it was very unfamiliar.

"Yeah, you don't know?" After Cheng Weichun finished speaking, he realized the problem, "Oh, Wan Tang doesn't want you to know...I can..."

Cheng Weichun was quite embarrassed, after all, Du Wantang was special, and all the children in their theater knew it.

In the past, in the opera garden, the teacher and his father never let people get close to Du Wantang, holding him like a piece of porcelain.

Cheng Weichun was naughty when he was a child, and the more he was not allowed to touch him, the more curious he became. Du Wantang was born fair and clean again, sitting on the side in a little cheongsam, like a pretty fake doll, making people itch.

He went to tease Du Wantang, and accidentally scratched Du Wantang's little hand with his nails. There was a cut of a few millimeters, and the bleeding lasted for a long time. After two or three days, he didn't live long. Father hung up and smoked, almost crying his throat out.

After all, the master still loves him, put it down again after smoking, and told him: "The old man is different from you who are rough and thick. If one is wrong, you may bleed to death."

"Our group of children all know that he has this problem. Although he has been cured a lot later, and he can't even have a needle eye like before, this disease is a genetic disease that cannot be cured, and the onset is still male offspring. Onset, the female offspring carries the genetic gene, and because of this, he has never wanted to get married or have children, after all, the risk is too great."

Cheng Weichun sighed, "He has a cold face and a warm heart, he looks cold, and he values ​​affection most of all. He probably doesn't want this troublesome disease to be brought to the child. If something happens to the child because of this disease, he will die of pain in his heart."

Du Liangqiu's throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound. He thought of what he did in the temple when his mind was hot, he thought of his unstoppable bleeding, and thought of how Du Wantang would call the doctor over after a few times of sex and lock himself in the room. He didn't show up for a few days.

He thought that Du Wantang was just bored with him, but now he came back to his senses, his wound couldn't heal, and he couldn't see people at all.

"If your father doesn't tell you, just pretend you don't know. He has a good face and doesn't want to be looked down upon. Anyway, he really treats you as his own love. You should be filial to him. The Du family's property, he If you don't care, you treat him sincerely and don't worry about being rich and famous."

Speaking of this, Cheng Weichun stared at him earnestly, and said earnestly: "Aqiu, don't do that kind of thing a while ago, don't make him feel cold again. I know you are a good boy, if you know your mistakes, you will correct them, and he is also willing I'll give you a chance."

Cheng Weichun was referring to his usurping the throne, this sentence obviously didn't mean to blame at all, but it seemed to slap Ah Qiu hard on the face twice.The slap made his cheeks burn. 32. Du Wantang's illness was in severe pain, and his heart was cut by shame, aching and dripping blood.

The author has something to say, Ah Qiu is a bitch, look at what good things you have done!

Master Tang didn't kill you with a single shot, it's really because he loves you!

damn thing!

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