Dream Hua Embers Records

Yan Qicheng in plain clothes stood in front of Yan Ting's bed, gently brushing Yan Ting's eyebrows with two fingers.

Yan Ting closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly, as if silently resisting.

"In the past few days, has he ever woken up?" Yan Qicheng asked lightly.

"Woke up twice, but they were very short. I only said a few words, and seemed to be in a daze, not fully awake yet." Yan Yin replied with a bow.

"Didn't you say that he would wake up in three days? It has been more than ten days now, why is he still like this?" Yan Qicheng's voice was slightly sullen.

"Your Majesty, the minister said that he would wake up in three days, provided that the third prince will not be moved here..." Although Dai Zihe's tone was respectful, the front of his words was not polite.

"Third Brother also woke up once in the Xianglong Gate..." Yan Yin said hesitantly.

"You mean...?" Yan Qicheng opened his eyes wide.

Yan Yin nodded, "At that time, the bell just rang, and the third brother said, 'I am still alive...but my mother is gone...'"

Dai Zihe was in a hurry, "You child, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter?!" With that expression, it seemed that if Yan Qicheng hadn't been present, he would have hit someone.

Yan Yin was puzzled, and opened her eyes round, "Master, I told you..."

Dai Zihe stamped his feet, while checking Yan Ting's pulse, he said angrily, "You only said that he woke up, but you didn't say that he knew the news of his mother's death."

"I'm not sure if the third brother was awake at that time, and what's the difference?" Yan Yin was still puzzled.

"Of course it's different. Anger causes anger to rise, joy slows down the anger, sadness causes the anger to disappear, thinking causes the anger to stagnate, fear causes the anger to decrease, and shock causes the anger to become chaotic. When people first hear bad news, the combination of panic and sorrow is the most hurtful. You have to Let Master know about this situation so that we can treat the symptoms." Lu Qing interrupted suddenly.

Yan Yin blushed and bowed her head in silence.These days, Yan Ting's symptoms have not been stable, and coupled with the morning and night upside down and exhaustion, he has already lost his position and neglected such an important matter.

In terms of medical knowledge, Yan Yin is naturally superior to Lu Qing, but when it comes to knowledge of diseases, Yan Yin can only bow down.Although Yan Yin has read a lot of medical books, but because she has never practiced medicine, she is like a blank sheet of paper.And Lu Qing has studied medicine since he was a child, and has won the top spot in the medical department. These days, he has practiced medicine in the Huimin Department, and his experience is naturally far better than Yan Yin's.

Seeing Dai Zihe repeatedly checking his pulse with a tense expression on his face, Yan Qicheng hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? What's changed?"

Dai Zihe pondered for a while, then Fang said, "Third Prince's heart is full of fire, and the liquid is condensed into phlegm. I'm afraid it's...the heart is damaged."

"The heart is damaged? What does this mean?" Yan Qicheng was puzzled.

"The third prince is very likely suffering from heart failure." Lu Qing said.

Yan Yin was startled when she heard the words, and went to check Yan Ting's pulse, at this moment, Yan Ting opened his eyes.

"Yin'er! Yin'er, it's great that you're here... I thought you didn't want third brother..." Yan Ting held Yan Yin's hand tightly and said excitedly.

"Third brother, Yin'er is here, why would Yin'er not want you." Yan Yin hurriedly reached out to touch Yan Ting's forehead and neck, comforting Yan Ting, but felt a little uneasy in her heart, this way of speaking was not like the usual third brother.

"It hurts, Yin'er, third brother hurts so much...Third brother's legs are probably useless, and his body is full of scars, it's ugly...You don't despise third brother, do you?"

"How come? Third brother, Yin'er won't dislike you, Yin'er herself...is not perfect..." Yan Yin's tears couldn't stop rolling in her eyes.

Before, Yan Yin didn't notice that Yan Ting would have a sign of mental illness, but because she didn't think about it at all, now that she considered Yan Ting's pulse and speech, she was already six or seven points certain in her heart.This disease is almost difficult to cure, even if the crux of the disease is found, it is rare to be cured.

"Yin'er, don't cry..." Yan Ting struggled, and wiped away Yan Yin's tears with his hands, "Third brother has already avenged you, those beasts were trapped by me on the desert island, they were so hungry, I couldn’t catch so many fish and shrimps, and even ate reed roots and earthworms. A beast wanted to swim to escape, but I shot it to death with my own hands. There is no place... It's a pity that the flood came too fast, and it's cheap for them..."

Yan Yin was secretly startled, it turned out that it wasn't just Yan Liang that night?I was so drunk at the time that I couldn't remember anything...

"Third Brother, how did you know?" Yan Yin asked tremblingly.

"As soon as I saw you, I felt that something was wrong with you. Later, when I heard your fourth brother talk about your night, something seemed wrong, so I placed my own people next to that beast. They got drunk and talked about that night. After I heard about it, I immediately sent my own soldiers to pretend to be the single and injured Marshal of Nanzhao, and lured them to the isolated island of Hongze Lake..."

Although Yan Ting's words brought back Yan Yin's most unbearable memories, Yan Yin no longer had the heart to think about them at this time. There was no pain, no shame, and he didn't even care if it would be spread. At this moment, in his heart, Only the third brother's illness... just worried, whether the third brother who taught and cared for him back then, who he always relied on like a mountain, will come back.

"You tell the third brother what they look like, and the third brother will definitely seek justice for you."

"No matter what you need, just talk to third brother."

"It doesn't matter, even if the third brother has a scar on his face, he is still the most handsome."

"This time you have to learn how to swim for me. If you can't learn it, don't go ashore for a day!"

"If you don't practice riding for a day, you will become unfamiliar with it. You are third brother's apprentice, so you can't disgrace third brother."

"If you are not convinced, grow up quickly and make contributions!"

"Whether you feel uncomfortable in your heart or body, come to the third brother and ask the third brother to help you share the burden. The third brother will always support you behind you. If anyone bullies you, you can just tell the third brother, and the third brother will help you avenge you! "

"Third brother will protect you well and never let you be in any danger."

This is what the third brother would say, not the third brother who is as weak as a child from body to heart...

"Ting'er..." Yan Qicheng tentatively took half a step, and called softly.

"Ah!" Yan Ting screamed, shrank, raised his hand and threw the porcelain pillow at the head of the bed.Because of Yan Ting's weakness due to his illness, the porcelain pillow was not thrown away, but fell on the ground beside the bed and broke into two halves.The four big characters "Changle Weiyang" on the porcelain pillow were divided into "Changwei" and "Leyang" by a crack, which looked very ominous.

Yan Yin and Dai Zihe hurriedly stretched out their hands to hold Yan Ting's body, for fear that if he moved vigorously again, his bones would be dislocated.

Yan Qicheng's face turned blue, his lips turned white, and the expression on his face was either pity or anger.

Yan Ting buried his face on the bed, trembling all over, not knowing whether it was fear or shock.

The atmosphere was very embarrassing, Yan Yin wanted to persuade Yan Qicheng to avoid it temporarily, but she didn't know what to say, before she could speak, Yan Qicheng turned around slowly, with his head slightly raised, and walked steadily into the inner room.

Tears slipped down his face quietly...

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