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Lin Mansion.
After night fell, the sound of wind and snow outside gradually became louder. When Mrs. Lin passed through the winding corridor with a bowl of medicine, the lanterns on the eaves were blown brightly. Mrs. Lin was afraid that the medicine would get cold, so she hurried to Lin. In the yard of Banxia.
There was still a dim lamp on in the room. Mrs. Lin knocked on the door to remind the people in the room that she had come in. Then she moved lightly and gently opened the door.
When Mrs. Lin entered, the room was quiet. Lin Banxia was lying on the table next to the soft couch and fell asleep.
Half of her face was resting on the book, her black hair hung loosely on the side of her neck, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was having an unstable dream.
Mrs. Lin looked at it for a while, put the decoction on the table, went back to the back room and took out a brocade quilt, but as soon as she gently put it on Lin Banxia, Lin Banxia's step eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was confused. He opened his eyes vaguely, saw Mrs. Lin's figure, opened his mouth slightly, and called her in a low and unclear voice, "Mother..."
Mrs. Lin responded, and had no choice but to pick up the cloak that had fallen by the couch and put it on her again, and said helplessly, "Why did you fall asleep here?"
Lin Banxia's eyelashes were slightly open and closed, and they were pressed gently against her face. Her eyes were half-opened, and she still looked a little dazed as if she hadn't woken up. Her voice sounded soft and hoarse, "I'm tired of reading..."
"You always don't care about your health." Mrs. Lin shook her head helplessly and asked her to sit up and drink medicine.
Lin Banxia obediently took the bowl of soup and drank the medicine slowly. Then she slowly smashed it to see what would come out. She raised her head blankly and asked, "Mother, tonight's medicine won't be so bitter anymore."
Mrs. Lin couldn't laugh or cry, "You kid, are you still hoping that the medicine will become bitter?" Even so, Mrs. Lin still patiently explained to her, "The Imperial Physician Jing said that your physical condition is getting better, so you started to reduce the pain." The dose is taken.”
Lin Banxia moved her calves, lowered her head to look at her little toes that had escaped from her shoes, and whispered: "I can take a small step today, and I will try to take two more steps tomorrow."
After hearing this, Mrs. Lin smiled happily and said: "Okay, our Banxia Club is getting better day by day. This is really thanks to Dr. Jing who sends people to deliver medicine every day. Mother doesn't know what kind of magical medicine that medicine is." , but every time I take the medicine, my complexion will always be better.”
Lin Banxia raised her face slightly and asked softly: "Are you from Taiyuan Hospital?"
Mrs. Lin shook her head: "I asked Imperial Physician Jing before, but Imperial Physician Jing said no, and Imperial Physician Jing refused to accept the money. He said that the medicinal materials were not available in the Imperial Hospital, and that a kind-hearted person personally collected them and had them delivered. .”
Lin Banxia had been dull for more than half a month. After hearing this sentence, she slowly thought for a while and said softly: "Mother, can you tell me what kind of medicine I drink?"
"Mother can't remember it either. Just wait, mother will go find the previous prescription."
Mrs. Lin quickly found the prescription and showed it to her, but Lin Banxia read it several times and said she was sleepy.
Mrs. Lin helped her back to the bed and lay down, said goodbye to her daughter, and then left with peace of mind.
Not long after Mrs. Lin left, Lin Banxia slowly got up from the bed, barely supported the bed to stand up, sat back in the wheelchair, pushed the wheelchair to the table on the soft couch, and picked up the Zhang Yaofang stared at the medicinal herbs for a long time, remembering that they were very familiar with them.
Two days later, when Han Luo came to visit her at home, Lin Banxia asked Han Luo to help her check some medicines.
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(The new title [I will always yield to your tenderness] comes from the original sentence [I will always yield to tenderness, you are tenderness itself]. I searched for a long time and couldn’t find the original source, so I had to mark it.
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