The fourth child sat in the courtyard, his eyes glancing at the window of the east room from time to time. He has a wooden face, but in fact, if it weren't for his wooden personality, if he was replaced by a temperament like Lao Wu, at this moment, after being away from home for so long, I am afraid that he would have rushed to his wife's room because he couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart.

The eldest brother couldn't help laughing, "My wife just slept, you can be careful, as long as you don't wake her up." ”

The fourth child looked at the eldest brother blankly, and then seemed to have been seen through his heart, and his ears were pointed, and they turned red all of a sudden.

***

It was very warm on the kang, Dong Huiying slept very lightly, and she had a very terrible nightmare. She dreamed that Shujun was tied to a horse by Aunt Zhao, and then she met a pack of wolves with one person and one horse, and countless wild wolves pounced on Shujun.

She screamed and shouted in her dreams, trying to stop all this from happening, and she even rushed over, trying to help Shujun block the damage of the wolves, but her body was like a ghost, and it passed through Shujun at once.

"No ——!!"

When she saw a vicious wolf pounce on Sookjun in her dream and bite off her neck, her own cry woke her up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, her vision blurred, and she touched her face blankly, which was full of tears.

Is it a dream?

She blinked, looked at the wooden beams, and was stunned for a long time. Her heart seemed to be held by her big hands all the time, and she could barely breathe normally due to the pain.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and clumsily wiped it on her face. She looked at the owner of the hand, and saw the old four pestles on the side of the kang, with a wooden face and no words.

"Liang Haoming......" she breathed a sigh of relief.

He nodded vigorously, as if to comfort her, only hating his own stupid mouth. After spitting for a long time, he barely squeezed out a sentence: "It's okay, don't worry!" ”

She sat up, but she was a little dizzy. He pressed his temple and snuck on his clogged nose again.

It seems that she is sick?

Thinking like this, he began to cough.

Before going home, after a tiring journey for several days, my mind was tense and grief-stricken, and then I ...... Later, when 'Shujun' was buried, it rained all night, and yesterday he and Liang Zhichen blew cold wind all night.

It turns out that she is not beaten by iron.

She covered her mouth and coughed, her throat was dry, her lungs were blazing, and her chest ached with every cough.

Liang Haoming was a little at a loss, he clenched his fists, suddenly grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around her, then held her in his arms and hurried outside.

"What's going on?"

It was noon, Yi Xuan was idle, so he tidied up the small courtyard, and suddenly saw the fourth brother coming out of his wife's house like a gust of wind. He heard his wife's cough, so he hurriedly greeted the fourth brother.

The corners of Liang Haoming's eyes were red, "Sick, sick...... Sick! It was only two simple words, but it was incoherent, which showed how anxious he was.

Dong Huiying was also a little helpless, "Liang Haoming, if you let me down, I'll be fine." "She is a doctor herself, and this little illness is not difficult for her.

Yi Xuan glanced at the fourth brother and knew that the fourth brother was upset, so he took his wife from the fourth brother's arms and reminded: "The wife knows medicine, fourth brother, don't worry too much." ”

Liang Haoming was stunned, and then lowered his head without saying a word, but secretly glanced at her pale face, he was still panicked in his heart.

She, like her eldest brother, has lost a lot of weight.

She must have been too thin to get sick.

If she were as strong as herself, wouldn't she be sick?