How to Survive As a Villain

Yan Heqing walked to the city wall step by step like this, he was like a corpse, his eyes were lifeless, his limbs were stiff, he didn't think about anything, he didn't dare to think about anything, his whole body was cold, and the injuries he had suffered before began to ache.

The most painful place was on his back, where he was injured when he blocked falling trees for Xiao Yu'an.

It should be at that time that the internal organs were injured, otherwise why is there a faint cramping all over the body at this time?Probably because of depression, Yan Heqing suddenly felt a dull pain from his chest to his limbs. The pain made him frown tightly, unable to take another step.

He supported the city wall next to him with one hand, and firmly grasped his chest with the other. The pain ran up and down his body, and finally rushed to his throat. Yan Heqing just coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Bloody red slipped from the corner of his mouth bit by bit, stained his clothes, and fell to the ground. Yan He calmed down, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth gently, but suddenly there was another dull pain in his chest. Without swallowing it, he spit out another mouthful of blood, followed by black eyes, tinnitus and dizziness.

There were unknown passers-by yelling, but Yan Heqing couldn't hear anything clearly, so he just fell straight down.

But his body didn't hit the cold ground, but threw himself into a warm embrace.

Just like the Northern Palace where the wind was mournful that day, he was dressed in thin clothes and knelt in the freezing courtyard for half the night. When he couldn't hold on and collapsed, he threw himself into the same warm embrace. An old man, frowning from time to time, disturbed by heart songs, knowing that it is a heart disease, but there is no cure.

In the wing of the mansion, Zhang Changsong was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking his gray beard, feeling the pulse of the person lying on the bed with a pensive look.

Yan Heqing on the bed was covered with a thin quilt, his lips were pale, his face was bloodless, his eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed to have been in a coma for a long time.

Xiao Yu'an stood aside, not daring to vent his anger.

"Hmm..." Zhang Changsong let out a deep sigh, and fell silent again.

Xiao Yu'an couldn't help but said: "Master, what are you doing! He's not pregnant, so he doesn't need to take his pulse for so long?!"

Zhang Changsong glared at him: "Say..."

Xiao Yu'an shouted: "What?? Huamai?? Really pregnant?!"

Zhang Changsong had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and angrily angrily said to him: "I told you not to talk so much! Who else told you that Huamai is pregnant? Look at your youthful appearance. Give me a pulse and your pulse is slippery too!!!"

Xiao Yu'an said: "Slippery, slippery, everything Master says is right, and I believe Master when he says I'm pregnant."

Zhang Changsong was poor at all, but Xiao Yu'an didn't bother to be poor with him, he stroked his beard, retracted his hand to feel his pulse, sighed and said: "This person keeps his heart when he thinks, and he returns to his spirit. He can't keep his righteous energy, so his anger is stagnant."

Xiao Yu'an huffed for a long time, blinked and said: "...So, you are still pregnant?!"

Zhang Changsong was so angry that he picked up the medical book at hand and smashed it at Xiao Yu'an: "Go and copy it ten times!"

Xiao Yu'an took the medical book: "Copy it, I'll copy it, so what happened to Master?"

Zhang Changsong squinted at him: "I can't die. The knife wound on this person's body has basically healed, so it's not a blood loss coma caused by trauma. I felt the pulse just now, and it has a faint tendency to sink. It should be depressed for many days and I can't think about it, so Spleen and lung are already hidden diseases, and the lungs are injured by an accidental collision, which leads to vomiting blood. I will prescribe a secondary prescription, and you can go to my place to get the medicine.

Depressed for many days?In the original book, Yan Heqing could still understand why he was depressed because of the death of Princess Yongning. What is there for Yan Heqing to be depressed now? Wouldn't it be possible to live a happy life when the harem is opened?

"Hey, thank you Master." Xiao Yu'an sent Zhang Changsong back to the clinic, took the medicine according to Zhang Changsong's prescription, and wanted to go to the back hall to say hello to Zhang Baishu, but instead of seeing Zhang Baishu in the back hall, he saw Lin Shenling Squat there to decoct the medicine.

Lin Shenling shook the big cattail fan in her hand, and opened the porcelain lid of the medicine jar to peek at it from time to time. She coughed a little from the burning charcoal, but she still looked patient.Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Shenling turned her head to look, saw Xiao Yu'an and said, "Young Master Xiao? Are you here to look for Baishu? He went up the mountain to collect herbs, and he is not here now!"

Lin Shenling's address to Zhang Baishu made Xiao Yu'an slightly startled, and he asked, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, didn't Zhang's mother catch a cold yesterday at Dongjiekou? Her family has no one who can take care of her, so Bai Zhu asked me to help her decoct the medicine!" Lin Shenling replied.

Xiao Yu'an always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell for a while, so he could only ask: "It's almost time for dinner, are you coming back?"

"I'm not going back. I told my third aunt that I'm taking care of Dr. Zhang in the hospital. His back is still bad. I have to cook for him! I'll come back after dinner." Lin Shenling replied.

Xiao Yu'an nodded, hissing in his heart.

What's the matter with this mysterious and harmonious family of three?

Xiao Yu'an was still thinking, when he heard Lin Shenling calling him in a low voice: "Young Master Xiao, the one from before, the title of that gentleman...that me..."

Xiao Yu'an waved his hands again and again: "That's why you misunderstood me! Misunderstanding, big misunderstanding!"

Lin Shenling breathed a sigh of relief: "I am stupid."

Xiao Yu'an said: "Just... forget it, it's fine, remember to come back early."

The two said goodbye, Xiao Yu'an returned to the mansion with the medicine in hand, and saw the third aunt coming over with a letter: "Yu'an, Yu'an, take a look, the letter from Liu An and the others."

Xiao Yu'an took the letter and read it seriously, and the third aunt asked: "How is Chungui's illness?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "The letter said that Chungui's illness needs to be recuperated, so he won't be able to come back for a while. Fengyue entrusted him to that genius doctor to take care of him."

The third aunt asked again: "What about Liu An and Feng Yueni?"

Xiao Yu'an smiled and said, "They went on their honeymoon."

The third aunt was confused: "Honeymoon? What honeymoon?"

Xiao Yu Anle grinned: "It's nothing, it's all good anyway, by the way, Third Aunt, is the person in the wing awake?"

The third aunt shook her head: "I haven't woken up yet."

Xiao Yu'an restrained his smile and showed worry.

The third aunt looked at his face and said, "Don't worry, come on, let's go eat, are you hungry? My table is ready!"

Xiao Yu'an didn't respond, and looked towards the side room twice, but was grabbed by the arm by the third aunt, and dragged towards the dining room.