Reborn as a rebellious son like a wolf

Tang Mo had a high fever in the middle of the night, Doctor He expected that he would have a fever, and prescribed the medicine early.

Xiao Zhengting fed him the fever-reducing medicine, looked at the man with a flushed face, and glanced slightly angrily at Doctor He: "When will the fever go away?"

Divine doctor He knew that he was anxious, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't be impatient. After drinking the medicine, the fever will slowly subside within half an hour. It will take about two hours for it to really subside. Don't rush it. Don't keep feeding him medicine just because you are worried. After the fever subsides, he may have chills, just cover him with more quilts."

Xiao Zhengting took the iced towel handed over by Eunuch Sun, and gently covered his forehead for him to help his fever subside.

The medicine took effect quickly, the temperature of the originally scorching forehead slowed down, and the fever gradually subsided. Xiao Zhengting held his hand and whispered his name.

Tang Mo murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking about something, but also seemed very uncomfortable.

Xiao Zhengting leaned down and put his ear to his lips, and heard him say cold.

Turning his head, he was about to let Li Shan take out the quilt, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the wound on his chest, sat up straight and took off his coat.

"Your Majesty." Eunuch Sun, Li Shan and the others were surprised, not understanding why he took off his clothes.

Xiao Zhengting said coldly: "Mo said he was a little cold."

"Just put on the quilt." Eunuch Sun turned around and was about to send someone to fetch the quilt, but Xiao Zhengting stopped him.

Xiao Zhengting put the clothes in his hand aside, and said softly, "It will press on his wound."

The quilts are all heavy. He is seriously injured and must not be crushed, and there is nothing better than human body heat to warm people.

Lifting the quilt and lying down gently, Xiao Zhengting carefully hugged him into his arms.

Feeling the warmth around him, Tang Mo instinctively snuggled closer, grasping his palm, and sighed comfortably.

Thick palms caressed his cheeks, and finally couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Mo, I'm here."

He could clearly feel Mo's unease, which seemed to come from the depths of his soul, revealing a faint sadness.

Tang Mo was really uneasy. He was floating in the air at the moment, looking at the tall buildings and busy traffic below, so familiar yet so strange, he didn't know why he was here.

Following the memory, I floated in front of an old street, and slowly drifted to a grocery store with old and broken brands, a small bicycle repair shop, a wonton shop, a noodle shop, and a dry cleaner. I went all the way, and finally came to an old place. Small alley, instinctively walked in.

At the end of the alley is an old twelve-story building with a rusty gate and guard room. 70-year-old Uncle Liu is lying on a rocking chair listening to Beijing opera, beating the time with his hands.

Floating with the wind, there are many clotheslines in the sky, all kinds of clothes are dried, and children’s laughter, cries, and adults’ voices can be heard from time to time. I don’t know who’s cooking, and the smell makes my mouth water. .

He flew all the way to the sixth floor, drifted into it through the mottled balcony, entered the simple house, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child lying on a bed covered with bear sheets. The child was very ill with a high fever. Terrible, his face was pale, his breath was slightly panting, and he was very uncomfortable.

The door opened from the outside, and a tall, thin and graceful woman with a beautiful face came in from the outside. She was about 30 years old, but she looked very young because of the pink and yellow long dress she was wearing. When she heard the moan of the child, her eyes lit up. He moved, and finally put the bag in his hand on the table without realizing it.

The child in the house heard the voice and said weakly: "Mom, Mom, I feel so bad, can you take me to the hospital? Mom."

Hearing the child's painful voice, the woman paused the hand holding the pig's trotters, lowered her head and said, "The medicine your mother gave you was prescribed by the hospital. It's okay. If you take it for two more days, you won't feel so uncomfortable."

"But, but..." The child in the room wept softly, his face was full of fear and helplessness, he wanted to be hugged by his mother, but mother hadn't hugged her for a long time.

The woman didn't go in to take a look at the child, but went straight to the kitchen and started washing vegetables and cooking.

Tang Mo looked at the woman with thoughts in his eyes, then turned around and floated into the room, sat beside the child, gently holding his hand.

The child turned his head, as if he could see him, his eyes fixed on him.

Tang Mo smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, everything will pass, and you will definitely get better."

"Really?" The child was very weak, and panic was mixed in his speech, and he reached out to hold Tang Mo's hand.

Tang Mo stretched out his hand, and the unexpected child actually grabbed his little finger, holding it tightly like the last duckweed in the world.

At the moment of holding it, the child suddenly smiled, and that smile was full of reassurance and hope, as if holding his hand, he could be saved.

The fragrance of vegetables wafted in from outside, and through the open door, he saw a woman eating with a bowl, her expression was very natural, and she didn't care whether the children in the house ate or not.

The boy looked at him and said softly; "Brother, why do you think my mother ignored me? Didn't you take me to the hospital?"

When my father was still there before, my mother was very gentle and took good care of herself. Later, when my father went on a mission to sacrifice and became a martyr, my mother began to change. She became indifferent to him and sometimes scolded him. He was very scared, and then he fell ill. It was just a little illness at first, and my mother said that taking some medicine would be all right.However, he took medicine for several days, and his condition became more and more serious. His mother still didn't send him to the hospital, but only occasionally fed him a little meat porridge.

Once, the neighbor Aunt Zhang came to ask what happened to the child?

He will remember what his mother said all his life. She said that the child had a cough and was arguing not to go to the hospital, but a doctor was invited to see it. It is not a serious illness and he will be fine in a few days.

Later, his mother gave him some cough medicine, but he didn't cough again, but felt even more uncomfortable.

Tang Mo raised a faint smile, patted his head, and said, "Don't be afraid, Uncle Lei will come over and take you to the hospital later."

"Really?" The child was very happy, and finally there was a smile on his pale face: "Dad said, no matter what I need, if I ask Uncle Lei, he will help me, but I don't know his phone number, mother Said he forgot."

Tang Mo smiled lightly, how could he know that his mother didn't forget, but was afraid that Uncle Lei would come and heal him.

Thinking of this, Tang Mo's eyes were full of contempt, mother's love is like a mountain, but some women are really not worthy of being mothers.

The child is simple-minded, so how could he know that his mother deliberately didn't take him to the hospital because she wanted him to die of illness at home so that she could remarry to a wealthy family without any drag.

The woman came to the door after eating, looked at the child who was panting slightly on the bed, and finally felt a little unbearable in her eyes. Just as she was about to enter the house, she suddenly remembered something, stopped her pace, then turned and walked out of the room, ignoring the child's innocent eyes.

After washing the dishes, the woman's phone rang, and she went to answer it. The moment she heard the other party's voice, the woman's eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, and even her tone was coquettish.

Knock knock, there was a gentle knock on the door outside, not in a hurry, the woman didn't realize it, she was acting coquettishly with the man on the other end of the phone.

Seeing that there has been no response for a long time, the knock on the door suddenly came in a hurry.

The man on the phone might have heard a knock on the door, asking her to hang up first and come over to answer later.

After getting a satisfactory answer, the woman hung up the phone and went to open the door with a smile on her face: "Who is it?"

Just when she opened the door and saw a tall man with tough features outside, the smile on her face froze suddenly, and she was a little surprised: "Lei...Captain Lei, why are you here?"

Lei Dan stared at the woman in front of him sharply, with slight anger in his eyes, without saying anything, he just pushed her away, and walked straight into the room with his companion behind him.

They came to the room where Tang Mo was, and when they saw the boy who was so sick on the bed, there was anger on his face.

Lei Dan didn't say anything, and came to the bed and patted the child's face: "Tang Mo, Tang Mo, open your eyes and see, Uncle Lei is here to pick you up."

Tang Mo, who was floating in the air, looked at Lei Dan who was so familiar in front of him, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

That's right, the child on the bed was him at a young age, and the Lei Dan in front of him was the man who had raised him for many years, who was not his father but was better than his father.

His father died in the line of duty, and his mother, unwilling to be lonely, had long secretly hooked up with a local rich man, but the other party didn't want a child, and he was still a boy.In order to be able to marry, his mother thought of a poisonous plan to let him die of illness naturally, so that she could marry with peace of mind.If Uncle Lei hadn't arrived, he would have died of illness at the age of seven or eight.

Tang Mo opened his eyes, and when he saw Lei Danli, his eyes burst out: "Uncle Lei, I don't want to die, I feel so bad, but my mother said, I don't need to go to the hospital for this illness, but...but I... uncomfortable."

Looking at the dying child, the eyes of men who had seen countless lives and deaths turned red instantly, and he choked up and said, "Don't be afraid, your father is a hero, and you are the son of a hero. You will never die. Uncle will take you to the hospital immediately." to the best hospital."

Realizing that his body was really weak, Lei Dan didn't say another word, picked up the child and walked outside.

The woman stood on the table at a loss, but hesitated to speak when she saw him come out.

Lei Dan stopped when he passed by her, and said coldly: "This child has nothing to do with you in the future. He is the son of a hero, and you are not qualified to be her mother. Why do you think I appeared here in time? You and that man We have known about it for a long time, but tiger poison does not eat children, and you are even worse than animals. This house, left to you, will be used as a gift for helping my brother take care of children for so many years."

The woman tugged on his sleeve in fright, tears streaming down her face: "This is my own son, you can't take him away."

The companion next to Lei Dan stepped forward and pushed her to the ground, and said bitterly: "If I hadn't looked at Tang Mo's sake, I would have killed you directly."

"let's go."

Lei Dan didn't even look at her, he turned and left with Xiao Tang Mo in his arms.

In the silent room, there was only the low cry of a woman. Tang Mo knew that she was not crying for the child, but she knew that with Lei Danen's personality, the man she got along with would never appear again, and she would never again Married into a wealthy family.

Tang Mo, who was floating in the air, suddenly felt a burst of white light open from the front, sucking him into it instantly.

When these lights appeared again, he found that he was actually standing in a mourning hall, and the photo in the center was the photo of his previous life, which is now a posthumous photo.

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