with son

There was a lot of snow on the road, and the cold wind was blowing in the face.

Wearing a big cloak, Jiangyu Xing rode his horse galloping in the snow.

The sky was dark, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.

It's getting colder, he thought, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a carriage parked in front of him, the body was tilted, and half of the wooden wheels were sunk in the snow.

Jiang Yuxing didn't care, and rode his horse forward, but suddenly heard a voice panicked: "Young master...Young master, what's wrong with you?!"

Someone seemed to cough weakly a few times, and said softly, "It's okay..."

Jiang Yuxing's expression moved, but before he pulled the reins, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy suddenly jumped out from the side of the carriage, blocking the way.

The young man's face was flushed with cold, he stopped his horse when he saw someone coming, and said urgently: "Big Brother, Big Brother, I beg you to save my young master!"

Jiang Yuxing looked at him for a while before getting off his horse.He walked to the side of the carriage, and saw a young man who looked like a scholar leaning on the carriage, holding his clothes tightly with one hand, even though he was also wearing a plain white cloak, he was still trembling uncontrollably.

Hearing the noise, Lin Ziyan raised his pale face and glanced at Jiang Yuxing blankly.

He was too cold, the bone-piercing chill made him a little unconscious.His lips and teeth trembled, and he exhaled the white mist, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Yuxing paused, raised his hand to untie his cloak, put it on Lin Ziyan, and signaled the young man to help his young master up.

"My lord, be careful..." Lin Mo supported Lin Ziyan, and when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Yuxing holding the carriage, his legs sank, and he pushed hard. With a "creak", it rolled up from the snow.

Lin Mo: "..." Brother, can you share my strength with me?

Jiang Yuhang helped the carriage, patted the snow on his clothes, and was about to leave.

But Lin Ziyan was dizzy from the cold, and Lin Mo was so small that he couldn't help his son into the carriage no matter what, so he shouted anxiously: "Big brother! Big brother!"

Jiangyu Xing: "..."

Jiangyuxing had no choice but to walk back.He looked at the trembling man wrapped in the cloak, bent his waist, and picked him up.

He carried the man into the carriage, and before he got up, the man burrowed into his arms, rubbing his cold cheek against his neck, and murmured indistinctly: "Cold..."

Jiangyu Xing was shivering from the cold, afraid that this person would really freeze to death, so he had to sit with him in his arms, and said to Lin Mo who was standing outside the carriage, "Hurry up."

"Okay..." Lin Mo quickly climbed into the carriage, whipping the horse anxiously and carefully.

If he hadn't lost his mind for a moment today, the carriage got stuck in the snow pit and couldn't be pushed out anyway, his young master wouldn't have been frozen in the snow for so long.

The son was weak since he was a child, and he couldn't stand the cold. He had to boil medicine every three days.In recent years, he has been studying abroad, and often reads at night with the lamp on. No matter how much he persuades him, he has already lost a lot of weight. If something happens again, how can he explain to the master?

Lin Mo had tears in his eyes, his face was sore from the cold wind, and he muttered cursing at the ever-changing sky.

When they left the inn today, it was clearly sunny and not so cold.But after noon, the chill became more and more piercing, and even his ears turned red from the cold.

But they had traveled halfway, and it was too late to go back, so they could only drive the horses to go faster, but suddenly they became unstable, the carriage tipped over, and sank into a snow pit.

"It's all my fault, woo woo woo..." Lin Mo cried while driving, "My lord, don't worry..."

In the carriage, Jiang Yuxing looked at the people rubbing back and forth in his arms, and reluctantly took off his coat and wrapped it around Lin Ziyan.

He has practiced martial arts all year round, but he is not afraid of the cold, and he doesn't know the year and month when he caught the wind and cold last time.

But Lin Ziyan was still cold, wrapped in his clothes and continued to rub against his arms.

Jiang Yu paused for a while, then took off another shirt...

So, when they finally arrived at the gate of the city, Lin Mo lifted the curtain and saw that his son was buried in a pile of clothes, with only half of his soft white face exposed; Blow, sneezed violently.

Lin Mo: "..."

"Big brother," Lin Mo didn't dare to ask him if he was cold, "We're in Wuzhou City."

Jiangyuxing glanced at the city gate.Wuzhou City is the nearest foothold to them, it's getting late now, and the person in his arms is weak and weak, so it's not suitable for them to work hard.

"There is a medical clinic in the city called Jishitang," Lin Mo said, "My son..."

Jiang Yuxing nodded.

Lin Mo hurriedly drove the carriage to Jishitang.

The lights in the city gradually lit up, and the shadows of candles illuminated each other.

The old doctor of Ji Shitang squinted his eyes to grab the medicine in front of the cabinet, when he heard footsteps outside the door.He turned his face and saw a man wearing an underwear striding in with someone in his arms.

"Doctor," Lin Mo said anxiously, following behind Jiang Yuxing, "Look at my son!"

The old doctor stepped forward, looked at Jiang Yuxing, then at Lin Ziyan in his arms, and then touched Jiang Yuxing's forehead with one hand.

Jiang Yuxing: "...It's not me, it's him."

"I see that you are also seriously ill," the old doctor said with a stare, "it's freezing cold, dressed like this, isn't it cold?"

"No..." Jiang Yu sneezed before finishing his jargon.

"You are so young, you just don't know the importance." The old doctor shook his head and led them into the room.

Jiang Yuxing put Lin Ziyan on the couch, saw that the stove was burning in the room, and it was not so cold, so he wanted to pull back his clothes.

But when he pulled, the dazed person became unhappy and pulled even tighter.

Jiangyu Xing: "..."

Lin Mo silently picked up a quilt from the other bed, handed it to Jiang Yuxing and said, "Brother, brother, why don't you... wrap yourself in a quilt?" Don't compete with my son for clothes.

Before Jiang Yuxing could speak, he sneezed again.

So, that night, Jiang Yuxing, who was wrapped in a bedding, sat aside, watching the old doctor administer needles to Lin Ziyan on the side of the couch, and watching Lin Mo feed his young master medicine...

As he watched and watched, his head became more and more dizzy, as chaotic as falling clouds.There were bursts of chills all over the body, but the forehead was hot.

After Lin Mo fed Lin Ziyan the medicine, he turned his head and said in surprise, "Brother, why is your face so red?!"

Dazed, Jiang Yuxing raised his hand to touch his face, thought for a while and said: "It's hot..." Then he sneezed again, shivered under the quilt, and said in a daze, "It's cold..."

Lin Mo: "..." No, this big brother is stupid!

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