"Maybe I dreamed something in my dream," Luo Wei told Wei Lan, "I seemed to be dreaming at that time."
"In your son's dream, is there a person named Ah Chou?"
"Maybe it is, otherwise why would I shout?" Luo Wei spread his hands, "If I call a girl's name, Lan will ask me carefully, this ugly, what can I ask?"
"Young master still dreamed of a girl?"
"How could it be?" Luo Wei looked at Wei Lan's serious look, and felt that deceiving an honest person would indeed make people feel bad, "Don't I have Lan?"
Wei Lan laughed and touched Luo Wei's hand outside the quilt. It was still warm, so he was relieved. Most of Luo Wei's words will be believed by Wei Lan. Luo Wei said that this Chou may be an unimportant person in his dream, and Wei Lan has never asked again since then.
Qi Zi brought the medicine, and after entering the room, he put the medicine bowl directly in Wei Lan's hand, and then he was afraid that Luo Wei would talk to him, so after calling Luo Wei a son, he seemed to be able to escape. .
"I'll do it myself," Luo Wei took the medicine bowl from Wei Lan's hand and drank it in a few sips.
Wei Languang smelled the medicine, and his mouth felt bitter. He didn't know how Luo Wei could drink this bowl of bitter medicine without changing his face.
"Where are you going?" Luo Wei asked hurriedly after seeing Wei Lan put the medicine bowl on the table, and he was about to open the door and go out.
"I'll go get some candied fruit," Wei Lan said, "there's no more in the house."
"I'm not a child," Rowe said, "I don't like sweets."
Wei Lan had to pour a glass of water for Luo Wei to rinse his mouth and said, "Master, isn't that medicine bitter?"
"It's bitter," Rowe said, "but I also want to get better soon."
"It's good that the son can think so," Wei Lan sat down and said, "The madam said that if you invite the masters to do a Buddhist event, the son will be transferred. It seems to be true."
"How do you say that?"
"Young master woke up this time and looks happier than before."
Luo Wei patted the empty space beside him and said to Wei Lan, "Lie down with me for a while."
"I have ice on my body," Wei Lan said hurriedly, "Young master can't catch a cold."
"Let me hug," Rowe whispered.
Wei Lan lay down beside Luo Wei, but did not let Luo Wei stick his hand out of the bed again.
"How do I hold it like this?" Rowe asked.
Wei Lan took Luo Wei together with the quilt into his arms, "Young master should hurry up and take care of his body, and don't scare Wei Lan again in the future."
Luo Wei gave a soft "um", A Chou who is still alive, there is no A Chou who is at the last moment of his life, and there is no A Chou who has endured all the hardships, this is really a lucky thing. Luo Wei was fortunate to have a new life. He would think of going to Qilin Villa. He was fortunate that when Wei Lan extended his hand to him, he did not walk away. He was fortunate that he could heal Wei Lan's injury and break his drug addiction. She has always treated Wei Lan very well, without any hypocrisy. "Thank you," Luo Wei whispered to Wei Lan.
"What is your son thanking me for?" Wei Lan asked.
"Thank you for being with me."
"Even without Wei Lan," Wei Lan said with some humor, "there will be many people who will accompany the son."
Luo Wei buried his head on Wei Lan's chest, and Wei Lan's body was stained with the smell of medicine in his house. It was no longer the fragrance of herbs, but the bitter taste of the soup. What he really wanted to thank was that Wei Lan reached out to him at that time, so they didn't miss it. Wei Lan will no longer be poisonous, will no longer be expelled from Qilin Villa, and will no longer beg all the way to Xuanzhou, just thinking that the fallen leaves can return to their roots, so there will be no more Ah Chou in this world, just like there will be no more in this life. Just like the sinner back then.
"Nineteen they are also very grateful to the son," Wei Lan's chin rubbed against Luo Wei's hair, "the son also scared them that day."
"Are they still in the house?"
"If there is no son, they dare not leave the palace."
"Am I that scary?" Luo Wei laughed a few times, "I want to keep them by my side, does Lan think it's alright?"
Wei Lan said seriously: "Nineteen's martial arts is the best, but he is also the oldest among us. No matter how good his body is, he will leave old illnesses behind."
"Xiaoyi Pharmacy said that they are all cured," Luo Wei said, "Why hasn't Nineteen's disease been cured yet?"
"It's good, it's good, it's just that Brother Nineteen's martial arts are not as good as before," Wei Lan said to Luo Wei after hesitating his words: "I think Brother Nineteen is afraid that the son will not use him."
"Are you interceding for him?" Luo Wei asked, Wei Lan's pillow was really not good enough.
"Brother Nineteen may have used some tricks at Xiaoyi Medicine Village to make the people in the medicine store think that he is all right."
"Has his drug addiction been eliminated?" Rowe asked immediately.
"No," Wei Lan hurriedly said, "It's just that the internal force has retreated so much."
"Then it's nothing," Luo Wei said with relief: "Since it's your nineteenth brother, then let him do whatever he wants in the house, as he pleases, even if he doesn't do anything."
"The nineteenth brother won't be at ease."
"Then I'll let him copy the book for me," Luo Wei thought for a long time before he came up with such a sentence.
This time, it was Wei Lan's turn to not speak for a long time.
"How's it going?" Rowe asked.
"Then let him do nothing," Wei Lan couldn't even imagine how Nineteen was writing.
"Don't worry," Luo Wei said to Wei Lan, "everything will be fine."
Luo Wei was talking in Wei Lan's arms, then he became sleepy again and fell asleep. This sleep made Wei Lan nervous again, and called Imperial Doctor Wei in again.
"It's okay," Imperial Physician Wei said to Wei Lan after seeing Luo Wei, "Young Master just drank the medicine, and now the medicinal properties have come up."
The seventh son said, "My son has slept for so long, do you still want him to sleep?"
"Those who are weak just want to sleep," Imperial Physician Wei almost lost his demeanor and rolled his eyes at the little servant Qizi.
"Keep your voice down!" Xiaoxiao asked Qizi to shut up, "What should I do if I wake up the son?"
"Let's all go out," Imperial Physician Wei rushed out, Xiao Xiao's voice was no smaller than Qi Zi's.
After a lot of noise in the room, Wei Lan was finally left to accompany Luo Wei again. Wei Lan sat down on the side of the bed, and ran his hand along Luo Wei's sleepy hair. Luo Wei would like to thank him, and to be with this person for the rest of his life, maybe even Wei Lan could not be satisfied.
Zhao Fu, the eunuch in charge of the Changming Palace, came to see Luo Wei at the will of Emperor Xingwu. He heard that Luo Wei had fallen asleep again, so he did not enter the inner room, but stood in the outer room and asked the Wei doctor to write a medical case. , let him bring it to Emperor Xingwu.
Imperial Physician Wei took the lead and wrote a medical case at the desk, while the other imperial physicians stood by and watched, asking Imperial Physician Wei to add a few words from time to time. Imperial Physician Wei felt tired from writing this medical case. He felt that if this continued, Luo Wei's illness would be cured, and he would have to live many years less.
Zhao Fu and Luo Zhiqiu went to the front room of Luowei Courtyard again, took a long brocade box from the little eunuch behind him, and said to Luo Zhiqiu, "Master Xiang, today's Second Highness's messenger came back to see His Majesty, The Second Highness has arrived in Yuezhou. This is the century-old snow mountain ginseng that the Second Highness found on the road, and it is used for the third son to replenish his body. After the imperial physician in the palace has examined it, His Majesty ordered the servants to bring it for the third son to eat. "