Boss Qin didn't know how he moved to Yaonan's bed, but he saw the third aunt who was sitting beside the bed tightly holding Yaonan's weak hand, weeping, and seeing him come in, weeping and complaining: "Master You are really ruthless, Nan'er, he was brought up by me since I was a child, he has no blood relatives, and he is also a son. Don't beat him like this in the future."
Boss Qin went to take that hand, it was a little stiff, half curled up, cold, Boss Qin held it in his palm, and the coldness hit his heart, maybe Chu Yaonan would feel the trembling, and he didn't Opening his eyes, he squirmed his lips and said something.
Boss Qin stuck to his ear and said: "Nan'er, you, you..." There was a pang in his heart, and it was hard to utter the following words, as if stuck in his throat, a hot tear fell, just on his own. the back of the hand. He couldn't believe it. He was wondering where the hot water was splashing, but suddenly realized that it was his own hot tears. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, but he didn't hear the words that Yaonan was squeezing out of his teeth, so he moved closer to ask a question in a panic. : "Nan'er, what do you want to say?"
He was a little scared, afraid that his son would tell him, "Father, Nan'er doesn't want to die. Nan'er is wrong."
Since childhood, Yaonan's mouth was the most cunning, his board was not as good as his upper body, and he would beg for mercy, most likely because he learned how to be cunning from his mother.
He hugged Yaonan tightly, and heard his son struggling to say a few words: "Two...Two..."
"Your second brother? He's fine. Dad went to see him, and he was shot. There's lead poison in the damn little Japanese bullet." When he said this, his eyes suddenly became sore. Could it be that God was playing tricks on him and he was doomed to lose both of them? An excellent son.
"Erxintang, the tent, here, the study, it's done." Yaonan said with great effort, said that he took a breath as if he had relieved a heavy burden, as if he had an explanation for him. A Biao on the side couldn't help crying and said: "Master, the matter in Nan Shao's hands has almost been handed over to Er Shao. As for the Erxintang business, he was also desperately arranging arrangements a while ago."
Boss Qin only felt that his palms were colder than his son's, so he stiffened there, and said a few words "Okay!" through his teeth.
Boss Qin was sitting beside Yaonan's bed, lifted the quilt to look at his wound, the wound was swollen with pus and hadn't healed, it looked horrible, Yaonan didn't have much to say, he seemed tired, so he went to sleep , his brows were tightly wrinkled with pain, and his pale lips were dry. He couldn't help reaching out to wipe them off. He remembered that when he was a child, when he looked at Nan'er's soft and slightly upturned mouth, he couldn't help touching it. The child opened his mouth to bite, bit it Hold his fingers, like a naughty kitten, and play with him without using any force. The child in his arms at that time, he still longed to think, it would be great if this big fat boy was his own. Now, I am afraid that I will miss it. That kind of helplessness, as if he was holding his son's finger tightly on the edge of the cliff, knowing that he would fall into the abyss sooner or later, his irretrievable life, but he was not reconciled and always wanted to do his best.
I don't know how long it took, a ray of sunlight fell on Yaonan's handsome cheeks, his pale complexion was tinged with a rosy glow, he lay with his mouth slightly open, his breathing was laborious, more exhaled than inhaled, the pained look suddenly made him feel Boss Qin was sad, he could only cry in vain, even though Dr. Mister persuaded him to leave, he still couldn't bear it.
Niu came over and said: "Master, please avoid it quickly, if you shush the master in the last tone, I'm afraid it will hurt your vitality."
"Nan'er, Nan'er, we're fine, ah, tell dad, you're fine, you're fine." Boss Qin burst into tears and hugged Chu Yaonan tightly.
At that moment, Boss Qin only felt a rush of energy from his dantian straight to Tianlinggai, his mind was buzzing, he felt his body shaking, as if he was about to fall down, he subconsciously tried to help the bed rail, but his legs gave way and he fell under the bed. The moment he fell, his head hit the railing of the copper bed. The pain made him sit up suddenly, but he heard an anxious call: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, did you have a nightmare?"
He rubbed his eyes, suddenly the light came on in the darkness, Chu Yaonan knelt beside the bed and turned on the wall lamp, quickly poured half a glass of water from the tea bowl into the spit bowl, mixed some hot water with a thermos bottle and handed it to him, then His hands were shaking, and the water seemed to overflow.
Boss Qin rubbed his eyes again, looked around, but didn't pick up the glass of water, he just pulled Chu Yaonan past him, causing the glass to spill on the ground, causing Chu Yaonan to wipe it in a panic, if he did something wrong child, nervous and terrified. When he leaned over, the wound on his waist was still bruised and swollen, and the blood was congealed dark purple on the skin. He couldn't help touching it because of his embarrassment. The skin was really hot and warm, not the cold one. Chu Yaonan's whole body trembled in shock, and he got up in a panic, looking forward to him with tears in his eyes, wanting to beg for mercy, but knowing it would be futile, he dared not open his mouth.
Boss Qin pinched his tiger's mouth, it was a dream, he confirmed it was a dream, he laughed heartily, he laughed so much that the door of the study opened, and Butler Lou led the second master Qin Zhuangdong and a group of concubines to rush in one after another, ashamed Chu Yaonan was so ashamed that he turned around and straightened his clothes, shouting: "Everyone get out! Master is having a nightmare!"
Seeing Chu Yaonan's embarrassed appearance, Boss Qin laughed heartily, pointed to Chu Yaonan and said to those aunts: "You guys, why don't you protect him, since childhood, this little thing is you The goblin teased and teased. I just taught him a lesson to let him remember."
Qin Zhuangdong asked: "Nan'er, what's going on?"
"My father was tired from the beating. He threw the whip and fell asleep on the sofa. I didn't dare to wake him up, so I just waited on him. Who knew that my father would laugh when he woke up. I don't know what ridiculous things he dreamed of. .”
"It scares people to death, and it's an assassin." The fifth aunt fanned the sweat with a fragrant handkerchief and said in a sharp voice, and then went to help Chu Yaonan and said, "Nan'er, what's wrong with you recently? Why are you in three days? Both ends were scratched by your father, tsk tsk, look at this one, oops, let my aunt look at it."
"Sister, Nan'er is going to marry a wife. She's shy. My sister wants to see it, but she also avoids the master to see it. How embarrassing is Nan Shao?"
"Hey! They're all his little mothers. Why are you embarrassed? When I was growing up with bare buttocks, I got into my bed. If the master hadn't eccentrically stuffed Nan'er into the third sister's bed, Nan'er might have been my son. "
"Everyone go out, all go out, the duck pen is open again! Three women compete with a nest of ducks." Boss Qin laughed and sent everyone out, only Qin Zhuangdong asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you alright?"
"I had a nightmare and woke up with a fright." Boss Qin looked at Chu Yaonan, who was bewildered.
"Stinky boy, get out of here and let your mother rub the medicine on you!" Boss Qin cursed, and Chu Yaonan hurriedly left.
Four days after Qin Rong returned home, he was sent to a secret underground clinic in the Central Hospital. When Prime Minister He left Dingjiang, he personally asked Xiao Pan to heal Qin Rong's injuries.
Qin Rong was in a coma for two days. When he woke up, the wound was itchy and painful. He missed his mother and the feeling of her rough hand touching his forehead when he was sick. He suddenly thought of that home, of his dirty, snoring father who loved to eat chicken butts, and for some reason, he was infinitely nostalgic for the place he once wanted to escape at all costs.
When the nurse came to change his dressing, he blushed with embarrassment and shouted, "Don't touch me, I, I will do it myself!"
The little nurse Qi Qi had big eyes with bangs, looked at him and smiled, put the medicine tray on the table and said mockingly: "You are young, and you are quite feudal."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out. Not long after, Xiao Pan came in and asked, "Qin Rong, what if we don't change the medicine?"
Qin Rong blurted out: "Take me home, I want to go home!"
Those words were like a wayward child.
He bit his lips and looked at Xiao Pan expectantly. Xiao Pan withdrew helplessly, whispered a few words to the blue-eyed foreign doctor at the door, and then turned back and said, "Well, the doctor said that if there are no one else, you must not leave the hospital. But Qin Mansion The recuperation conditions here are not worse than those of the hospital, and you can be allowed to move home to recuperate, but the doctors and nurses have to go with you."
Qin Rong just wanted to leave this strange place and go home, and he agreed to anything.
When he stood up, the wound still hurt, so he asked, "Did the old man leave Dingjiang safely?"
Only then did Xiao Pan realize that he was asking Prime Minister He, so he nodded with a smile, and said approvingly, "A Rong, you have made a great contribution."
When Qin Rong returned to the Qin mansion, a group of people came in like a dark cloud. He closed his eyes, regretting making this impulsive decision. There was a lot of crying in his ears, the screams of his aunts, and the crying of his mother. , the father yelled in a loud voice: "Shut up!"
It was so quiet immediately that even the sound of breathing was exceptionally clear.
Qin Rong was lying on the stretcher, watching his father lead the way ahead, the stretcher passed by his door, but walked to the other side of the corridor, he asked in panic, "Wrong, my house is here."
"That's right, this is your house, but the ward at home is over there."
Qin Rong was carried into a room, which he remembered was a spacious suite, usually used for entertaining distinguished guests.
The room was hung with white veils, it really looked like a hospital ward, nurses in white were busy coming in and out, Qin Rong felt a little uncomfortable, but he heard Chu Yaonan shouting from inside the room: "Everyone go out, no need If you touch me, get out!"
"Nan'er, be good, you must always take the medicine, otherwise the wound will rot into the bone, and it will be bad to become a cripple."
Qin Rong frowned at the voice of the third aunt, and his mother stroked his head beside the stretcher and said, "Your father said, let you and Yaonan recuperate together, so it will be easy to take care of."
Qin Rong was helpless, but he wanted to see Chu Yaonan for a few days, and he missed him a lot. He even heard that Chu Yaonan saved Prime Minister He with his wits against Japanese spies, and he admired him very much.
He was supported and put on a bed by the window, Chu Yaonan looked at him sideways, laughed a few times, and shook his head mockingly.
"Brother and brother!" Chu Yaonan said.
When he was lying down, Qin Rong kept sneezing, "Ah, ah, ah, sneezing" and rubbed his nose, only to find out that it was the incense burnt in the room, and asked curiously, "Why is the incense burning in the ward?"
"Well, don't talk nonsense, be careful to offend the gods." Chu Yaonan muttered, Qin Rong saw the Buddha in the dead corner of the house, and asked in surprise: "What is this for?"
Qin Rong lay down, the white quilt and sheets looked clean and comfortable, but it made him nervous.
"The old ancestor asked someone to do something, saying that you and my brother are walking together at the gate of hell, so they must be possessed by evil spirits." Chu Yaonan flipped through a pictorial and ignored him.
Qin Rong looked into the room, he and Chu Yaonan's beds were separated by the wall, but there was a spacious big bed in the middle, also with a neat quilt, red cloud brocade quilt cover, Hunan embroidered pillows, which did not match the white curtains and sheets in the room.
Just place a tickle squarely on the pillow.
"Don't look, it was the old man who brought the quilt over and said that he would come and take care of him himself." Chu Yaonan said, Qin Rong suddenly realized.