Long live the general

Huo Yi and Huo Lingyue stood outside the door, and heard disturbing coughs coming from inside, almost coughing up his internal organs, Huo Yi frowned, every sound made his heart tighten , as if I couldn't breathe.

Huo Lingyue was still wearing that long dress that was draped over her body. She sat on the ground without any scruples, resting her forehead with her hands, and closed her eyes deeply.

A suffocating atmosphere spread between the two, neither of them said anything, various thoughts flooded in Huo Yi's mind, and he began to carefully recall when everything started.

Was it after he returned from the decisive battle in Mobei, or before he went to the Northern Expedition earlier? He remembered that in the past few years, his mother never went out for the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival. Maybe she didn't like the excitement, but her body was getting weaker and weaker... ...and Cong Yunmeng's recent change in attitude, he just didn't go into it.

Strong guilt and self-blame pierced his heart like a knife blade, and he couldn't imagine what Cong Yunmeng was like in every ordinary day? He endured the pain and pretended to be indifferent.

And he knew nothing.

Obviously, he has decided to take his mother back to Shu County, which is Cong Yunmeng's hometown, and she has always wanted to go back and have a look... But he was entangled in the court, rumors and feelings?, so he has not left.

Huo Yi paced back and forth, then stopped suddenly? The door was opened, the doctor came out, and the cough suddenly became louder. Cong Yunmeng covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and tried his best to hold back.

"Doctor, what's the matter?" Huo Yi stepped forward and stopped in front of the doctor.

The doctor shook his head, and Huo Yi's heart immediately sank.

"It was just a cough at the beginning, and most people might not? Take the cough to heart, but the old lady has been going on for more than half a year now, and it is accompanied by night sweats, fever, fatigue and weakness, chest tightness, shortness of breath, loss of appetite, and weight loss..."

Every time the doctor said something, Huo Lingyue's face turned pale.

"Then this is..." Huo Yi asked with difficulty.

"Consumption." The doctor spit out these two words, he looked at Huo Yi with complicated eyes, and said: "General, the old lady actually..."

Huo Yi closed his eyes and asked, "Did she already know?"

The doctor didn't dare to speak, and hummed from his throat.

"You knew it too, but you didn't tell me." Huo Yi's voice was hoarse, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, only burning in his chest.

Doctor: "It was the old lady who told me to do so. I have been prescribing various medicines to relieve symptoms. This disease..."

"Can it be cured?" Huo Yi asked hopefully, the overwhelming sense of powerlessness swept over him, and Huo Yi felt terrified, he was afraid of hearing the next answer.

The doctor shook his head: "It's because he's not skilled in medicine..." In fact, there is no cure for tuberculosis, especially at Cong Yunmeng's stage, and he can barely survive.

"But grandma was fine before." Huo Lingyue said in a low voice, "She said she just caught a cold, and it will be fine soon..."

The doctor turned his face away, and then said: "I'll prescribe some medicine for Madam, how long can it last? How long? How long... During this time, how much do you have? Just stay with Madam."

Huo Yi stared at him blankly, and after a while, he said: "Please trouble the doctor, come here, take the doctor back..."

The doctor sighed in his heart, and left with the servants of the Huo family.

Huo Lingyue touched her face, jumped up and walked into the room. There was a strong smell of medicine in the room, which made people dizzy and nauseated.

"Xiaoyue." Cong Yunmeng took away the handkerchief and said with a smile, "Why are you still crying?"

Huo Lingyue's nose was sore, and she half-kneeled by the bed, faltering and unable to speak.

"Today is your Jiji ceremony, you should be happy, it's all my fault, alas..."

Huo Yi closed the door to block the wind outside, and felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this: "Mother, don't say that."

Cong Yunmeng looked at him and asked, "Have all the guests been sent away?"

"Send away."

The situation was very chaotic at that time. Cong Yunmeng couldn't stop coughing. He was sweating constantly and fainted.Huo Yi sent people to call the doctor and brought Cong Yunmeng back to the room, while arranging for those distinguished guests.Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang is tolerant, and other guests are also very understanding.

Cong Yunmeng woke up after the doctor came. The doctor took her pulse, felt sorry for the old lady, and worried about her future, fearing that the general would take his anger out on him.

Cong Yunmeng said, no?

"Why do you have this expression?" Cong Yunmeng leaned against the head of the bed and said, "I don't know, but I thought she was crying for my funeral."

This joke is really inappropriate, and the expression on Huo Lingyue's face is even worse.

Huo Yi asked: "Mother, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"What's the use of knowing earlier." Cong Yunmeng said, "At first I thought it was just a cold...Even if you knew, there is nothing you can do about it."

Besides, Huo Yi still has so many things to do, why should he worry about his unresolved illness.

"Mother, I'll go to the palace and ask the imperial doctor to see, there will always be a solution."

"The doctor turned out to be an imperial physician, so don't bother me. The imperial physician is not a fairy." Cong Yunmeng said with a smile, "Mother, this is the fate..."

"Your life is good, long life..." Huo Yi coaxed her and said, "Leave it alone, take a good rest."

Cong Yunmeng is in a very bad state now, weak and easily tired, she can't control her drowsiness after saying a few words, Huo Yi asked her to drink the medicine before going to sleep, Cong Yunmeng said that it is useless to drink the medicine now, and reluctantly drank it Go down, then sleep.

Huo Yi sat by her bed for a while, his eyes fell on his mother's old face.

Rather than fear and anger, there is now more of an emptiness.

The origin of all tragedies happened at a certain silent moment, and he may be fighting, marching, immersing himself in official duties, or in a moment of trance, his life suddenly split? It cannot be closed gap.

Even when Cong Yunmeng fell asleep, he would occasionally cough. Huo Lingyue followed Huo Yi out of the room, pulled his robe, and asked, "Little uncle, what should we do now?"

"I'll ask the imperial physician for a diagnosis." Huo Yi said, "I'll go to the palace."

"Okay." Huo Lingyue let go of her hand in a daze, she could only rely on her little uncle subconsciously at the moment: "Grandma, she..."

What happened? At her ceremony, Huo Lingyue felt guilty, and even had the idea that if there was no such ceremony, maybe it wouldn't have happened.

"It's okay, it's okay." Huo Yi patted her head: "You stay with grandma well, I'll go first."

Huo Yi didn't take a carriage, and rode directly into the palace. After entering the palace, Zhou Zhenyan was already waiting for him.

After Mrs. Zhang came back, she naturally told Zhou Zhenxue everything. Zhou Zhenxun had always known the importance of family members in Huo Yi's mind. He asked Mrs. Zhang several times how the general was doing. Mrs. Zhang recalled, The general seemed calm and calm, handling everything in an orderly manner without any trouble.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhenzhen became even more worried. He issued an edict in advance to put the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital on standby, and wanted to visit Huo's mansion, but at this time, Huo's mansion was probably too busy to take care of him, so he suppressed his desire forcibly , I plan to go see it tomorrow or when the situation is better.

He didn't expect Huo Yi to come to the palace.

Huo Yi even only wore a gray robe. After the attendants outside the palace gate informed him, Zhou Zhenyan stood outside the palace gate and waited for him.He saw that Huo Yi's pace was very hurried, and his whole body was exuding an aura of impatience and bewilderment. Zhou Zhen called out: "Huo Qing!"

Huo Yi raised his head and subconsciously walked towards him.

Zhou Zhenyan's heart sank slowly, and he saw Huo Yi like a misty fog.

"Your Majesty?" Huo Yi wanted to salute him, but Zhou Zhenyan stopped him directly.

"What do you want?" Zhou Zhenyan asked in a low voice.

"The doctor."

"Okay, let them go right away." Zhou Zhenyan said softly, "Come in and have a rest?"

Huo Yi was stunned for a moment, but Zhou Zhenyi agreed too quickly, which even made him feel unreal: "...not now, she has already fallen asleep, tomorrow..."

"Then go tomorrow." Zhou Zhenyan pulled him into the hall, where the incense for calming the nerves was burning, Zhou Zhenyan pressed his shoulders, and asked Huo Yi to sit down.

Huo Yi calmed down slowly.

"How is the situation?" Zhou Zhenxie asked.

"The doctor said it was tuberculosis, I want the imperial doctor to take another look." Huo Yi whispered, Zhou Zhenyan embraced him from behind, silently giving him strength.

Zhou Zhen said warmly, "Then let's have a look."

Huo Yi let out a long breath in his arms: "Sorry, I didn't think too much for a while, so I came to you directly."

Zhou Zhenzhen didn't speak, he smelled the strong smell of medicine on Huo Yi's body, stretched out his hand to hold Huo Yi's five fingers, and slowly kneaded the tight fingers for him.

He thought he hadn't done anything for Huo Yi, and those gold and silver titles were just rewards after victory. Qiu Hongguang or any general had the same treatment, and Huo Yi just got what he deserved.

Moreover, Huo Yi also suffered a lot of malice and suspicion for this.

If he encounters a problem, he can help Huo Yi, which is a good thing for Zhou Zhenyan, and he is very happy to do more for Huo Yi.

After a while, Zhou Zhenxie asked, "What about Xiaoyue?"

"The Jiji ceremony is over, she stays at home with grandma." Huo Yi said: "We don't know about this matter, mother has kept it a secret for a long time..."

Why hide it, if he had known earlier, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad... at least, he would have put more value on his time with his mother.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Zhou Zhenxue felt his fear.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Huo Yi slowly lowered his eyes. He has lost many relatives.

The next day, when Cong Yunmeng had rested, the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital came to Huo's mansion to diagnose Cong Yunmeng again.The leader was still the old doctor. After the diagnosis, he said to Huo Yi with a heavy face: "It is indeed tuberculosis."

It was clearly confirmed, and Huo Yi was just holding on to a little luck, but now that the old doctor said it again, he still felt his heart was completely cold.

He showed the old doctor the prescription prescribed by the doctor yesterday, and the old doctor said: "There is no problem with the prescription. At present, this is the only way to treat it."

Huo Yi asked: "Is there really no other way? Imperial physician, please..."

"General, medical skills are limited." The old doctor bowed to him and said earnestly, "Why don't we want to treat every patient, but there is only so much that people can do. "

"The old man spent his whole life studying medicine, and finally only saw four words. Do your best."

Huo Yi sent the old doctor away, and Cong Yunmeng fell asleep again after all this trouble.

Huo Yi sometimes felt that it was good for her to fall asleep, at least he could feel better without having to endure pain, but sometimes he was afraid that she would not wake up from such a sleep.

In the next few days, Huo Yi often took care of Cong Yunmeng at home. Cong Yunmeng's body had already collapsed. She used to endure the pain day and night but still pretended to be normal. Now she bounced back all of a sudden. She looks old almost immediately, with gray hair and a feeling of fatigue and weakness.

Cong Yunmeng's own mentality is not bad. She knew about her condition a few months earlier than Huo Yi and the others, and she had a longer time to accept the bad luck.She talked to Huo Yi and Huo Lingyue as usual, but Huo Yi and Huo Yi became cautious, and Cong Yunmeng couldn't do anything about it.

That day, Cong Yunmeng went to the study, copied the "Bei Diou Jing", and prayed for Huo Yi and Huo Lingyue to eliminate their sins, live a long life, and stay away from all disasters.

Huo Yi knew it, and quickly let her rest well.

"I've been lying down long enough." Cong Yunmeng held a pen in his hand and said, "Yaoer, I don't want to lie in bed and wait for that day to come."

She is becoming more and more cheerful, living a transparent and unrestrained life, and speaking more directly than before.

Huo Yi's eyes were sore, he was speechless.

"Are you free tomorrow? Let's go to Xixuan Temple to pray for blessings." Cong Yunmeng coughed softly, the brush in his hand trembled, and the ink dripped down, staining the words on the paper.

"It's free...then let's go."

The next day, Huo Yi asked for leave. During this period of time, he almost handed over everything to Qiu Hongguang. The turmoil in the court had nothing to do with him. Qiu Hongguang came to see Cong Yunmeng , this old lady once warmly entertained him, Qiu Hongguang has never seen any woman who is more gentle and considerate than Cong Yunmeng.

There is a part of Huo Yi's gentleness inherited from her.

Cong Yunmeng was dressed so thickly that she couldn't get the wind, but she was covered too thickly and it was very hot. The sedan chair took her to the tall Xixuan Temple. Cong Yunmeng lit incense and greeted Huo Yi and Huo Ling. Yue said: "You go to work first, I will stay here alone for a while?"

Huo Yi dragged Huo Lingyue away. He looked at the backyard of Xixuan Temple, and he was so blessed that he grabbed a passing little Taoist boy and asked, "May I ask you to listen to Chen Dao? Are you here?"

Xiao Daotong said, "Yes."

Huo Yi said to Huo Lingyue: "I have something to do, so let's go first."

Huo Lingyue looked at him suspiciously. The people around Huo Yi knew very little about Tingchen Daoist.

She watched Huo Yi go straight to the backyard, and there was a trail boy to guide him.When Huo Lingyue wanted to go in, she was stopped, saying that the inside was not open to the public.

Huo Lingyue was silent for a while, then walked outside.

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