Huangfuci walked out of the room for a long time, but lanmingzhu moved slowly.

He turned to his side and his eyes were deeply sunken. They were embedded in his face, which was very frightening.

The original face of Qingjun, also because of days of torture, became miserable.

LAN Mingzhu lay on the bed for a while, and suddenly sat up.

The servant, who had been guarding the door, saw that he was about to get up. He was surprised at first, and then realized that he might be hungry or thirsty.

So he came in quickly and asked happily, "do you want to eat something, Dutong? I'm going to the kitchen to get ready to... "

The servant's words didn't finish, he was interrupted by LAN Mingzhu.

"Help me get my lady over here." LAN Mingzhu's voice is hoarse and hard to hear. He doesn't say a word, which seems to have exhausted all his energy.

The servant didn't understand what he was going to do, but since the master ordered, he quickly went out of the room to invite Mrs. LAN.

After a while, Mrs. LAN came in in a hurry. When she saw LAN Mingzhu sitting up, she said excitedly, "Mingzhu, do you want to eat something? Feeling better? "

LAN Mingzhu raised her head and wanted to speak, with a bitter taste in her mouth.

He frowned subconsciously.

Mrs. LAN observed carefully, and then asked, "is there something wrong? You tell your aunt, I'll call for a doctor. "

LAN Mingzhu raised her hand and motioned for Mrs. LAN to sit down first. She was very emotional now. How could the next conversation proceed.

"Mama." LAN Mingzhu took the water cup from the servant and took a sip. After her throat moistened, she didn't have much trouble talking.

"You say, I listen." Mrs. Lan said quickly.

"I don't blame huangfuci for this. It has nothing to do with her." LAN Mingzhu said his meaning directly.

When Mrs. LAN heard this, she was stunned. Then she thought that it must be today. Huangfuci came to complain to her son.

It's really unexpected that Miss Di of the Tang Tang Huangfu's family was also interested in this. Mrs. Lan was not ashamed.

As soon as LAN Mingzhu saw Mrs. Lan's look, she knew that she must have misunderstood again and didn't want to cause more trouble. LAN Mingzhu only explained a few more words.

"My body knows that it's my problem to have no children."

Mrs. Lan's eyes widened in disbelief.

What's wrong with her son??

No way!

Ignoring Mrs. Lan's astonishment, LAN Mingzhu continued: "in fact, Huangfu treated me very well. She did her duty as a wife. She was not at fault. It was all my fault. I can't think of it myself, Ma. Don't blame other people, OK? Cough... "

After so many words, LAN Mingzhu coughed violently again.

Mrs. Lan's face was distressed. She sat down and patted him on the back. She said: "if you are not in good health, don't say so much. I understand what you said. I won't talk to her about it in the future."

LAN Mingzhu finally calmed down and stopped coughing. He nodded and was about to lie down on the bed.

Mrs. LAN quickly stopped him. She was still shocked. She didn't think of her son's discomfort.

"Pearl, isn't that why you are so depressed?" Said Mrs. LAN in a low voice.

This is not a glorious thing. Naturally, she doesn't want more people to know about her son's embarrassment.

LAN Mingzhu knew that Mrs. LAN had misunderstood him again, but he was too lazy to explain, so he nodded at will.

Mrs. LAN immediately seemed to lose her soul and sat back on the chair.

She still can't believe that Lan Mingzhu has that kind of disease

"Son, this disease can be cured. I know a doctor who is very good at it, so I'll invite him to come..." Mrs. Lan was very excited and said she was going to invite someone.

LAN Mingzhu struggles to sit up and shouts, "don't go, ma Cough... "

Mrs. LAN walked a few steps and heard her son cough violently. She felt distressed and had to come back.

"But you have to be cured, you child." Mrs. Lan was distressed and sad.

LAN Mingzhu's body is tossed like this, and there is no hope in that aspect. How can this be good

LAN Mingzhu shook her head and said with difficulty: "mama, don't go to the doctor, and don't tell anyone about it. I, I don't want them to know, don't want to Cough... " Then he coughed again. His whole face was white, and it was frightening to look at it.

Mrs. LAN flustered God, also had to promise down: "good, good, I don't invite, I don't tell anyone, OK."

After some comfort, LAN Mingzhu lay down again and fell asleep in bed.

Mrs. LAN sat for a long time, then silently shed tears for a long time, and then walked out of her son's room.

Mrs. LAN went directly to the study to find Lao LAN Dutong. She couldn't make up her mind about such a big thing.Although she promised no one to tell her son, Lao LAN Dutong was LAN Mingzhu's father after all. What can't be said.

After hearing what Mrs. Lan said, old LAN Dutong was also surprised to stand up.

But soon he responded, repeatedly waved: "impossible, how could he have that problem, this is nonsense."

It's not that old LAN Dutong has never seen the scene when LAN Mingzhu and Si Yuan were together. Young boys and girls, when you were in love with me, you didn't see what was wrong with your son at that time.

Lao LAN Dutong, as a man, decided by his intuition that Lan Mingzhu didn't torture himself because of this.

He glanced at Mrs. Lan's red and swollen face, and sighed in his heart. Women's way is soft in the ears, and his son believed everything he said.

"Did you ask ci'er? What did she say? "

"Don't mention her. My original intention is to let her persuade Mingzhu. She's very good. She directly complains with Mingzhu. Mingzhu also says that I shouldn't do this." Mrs. Lan said with an unhappy face.

"Ci'er is not such a person. Maybe her son is reluctant to see her wronged, so he takes the initiative to talk to you." Lao LAN Dutong helped to make a round.

Mrs. Lan was able to accept it and said nothing more.

"I think about it, or I'd better find a doctor to check Mingzhu. If the disease can be cured, Mingzhu will be in a good mood, and her health will be better." Mrs. LAN came up with an idea.

Lao LAN shook his head and disagreed with her.

"Don't talk about it outside for the time being. I have my own opinion." At this point, Lao LAN did not say a word more.

Mrs. LAN knows his temper very well, and her husband doesn't want to say anything more. Even if she wears her tongue out, it's useless.

Thinking of this, her face showed a worried look, but also can only low sigh.

"Well, you go out. I have something else to do." Lao Lantou waved his hand.

Mrs. LAN had to leave and went out of the room.

She stood at the door and turned to look inside.

Lao LAN is wearing presbyopic glasses and looking through the documents. He looks very attentive.

The light yellow light in the house will cover Lao LAN. Inexplicably, Mrs. LAN will be more comfortable.

I just hope the master can help his son through this difficult time.

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