"I said I'm a waste!" Luo Wei suddenly had a seizure, regardless of the leg pain, he just half sat up from Wei Lan's arms, slapped Wei Lan's hand open, "You don't care about me, don't you? Aren't you in a hurry?"
Wei Lan hurriedly put Luo Wei in his arms again, and coaxed: "I said something wrong again, don't be angry, okay? I'm not as good as you in everything. If you are a waste, what am I?"
"You can run and move, what about me?" Luo Wei asked Wei Lan, "What can I do?"
"Aren't you hurt?" Wei Lan said, "If you're hurt, you'll be fine."
"What if you are lame?"
"Will not."
"Until now, no doctor has said that my legs are good!"
"But I didn't say your legs couldn't be good."
"You," Luo Wei said angrily, "are you tongue twisting with me? What if I can't walk anymore?"
Wei Lan stroked her forehead. They have talked about this topic countless times along the way, and they still have to talk about it today.
"I don't want to be a cripple!" Luo Wei said loudly, "Lying on the bed like this all my life, I might as well..."
"What do you want?" Wei Lan hurriedly interrupted Luo Wei's words and asked: "I said it's fine, just take care of it and you will be fine. If you don't believe me, you have to believe the doctor's words. This is all Sima Qingsha's servant. Damn, I'm going to kill him to vent my anger on the son?"
As soon as Wei Lan said that he was going to kill Sima Qingsha, Luo Wei's momentum wilted.
"As long as the son has a word, I'll go," Wei Lan said.
"Alas!" Rowe let out a sigh, and his voice softened, "I'm just upset, you don't need to pay attention to me."
"I'm happy to serve you," Wei Lan said in Luo Wei's ear: "Young master, how many times do you want me to say it before you can believe me?"
"I don't believe you," Luo Wei said hurriedly.
"I'll be happy to serve you all my life," Wei Lan bit Luo Wei's earlobe lightly, and said, "I don't have such thoughts about others except the son, so let me serve you, son. Yes, that's how it was."
Luo Wei's ears were a little red, he was not a hypocritical person, but he liked to hear Wei Lan say such things.
Wei Lan saw that Luo Wei was honest and moved, and then put his hand on Luo Wei's back heart again, and lost some real power into this person's body.
"Don't go looking for Sima Qingsha," Luo Wei said still worriedly.
"No," Wei Lan laughed behind Luo Wei, but didn't dare to laugh out loud, for fear that Luo Wei would hear it, and he might become angry again. Now Wei Lan coaxes Luo Wei, and he has already coaxed out the experience. I used to think that this person is the smartest person with seven orifices. lie, lie.
The effect of the medicine came out, and the pain in Rowe's injured leg gradually eased. The room was warm, and Luo Wei, who had been tossed by the bone injury for most of the night, felt sleepy.
"Go to sleep," Wei Lan coaxed Luo Wei in a low voice when she saw Luo Wei's eyelids drooping down, "We have to hurry tomorrow, sleep for a while if you can."
"It's snowing so hard, can we go tomorrow?" Rowe asked.
"How do you know it's snowing outside?"
"You can tell from the sound," Rowe said, "I'm not deaf."
"As long as the snow doesn't block the road, we'll leave," Wei Lan hugged Luo Wei and lay down, "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Wei moved twice in Wei Lan's arms, found a comfortable position, and quickly fell asleep.
Wei Lan straightened Luo Wei's hair, and it was not until Luo Wei fell asleep that a cloud of sorrow appeared on his face. This leg of Luo Wei is also a piece of Wei Lan's heart disease. He is not afraid to serve Luo Wei all his life, but he is afraid that Luo Wei can't accept his lame leg. The doctors have actually talked to Wei Lan. Luo Wei's leg, even if the bones are grown, will not be convenient to walk. It is absolutely impossible for him to be able to run and jump as he did before the injury. something happened. Now that the bone has not grown yet, Wei Lan can still lie to Luo Wei, saying that it is necessary to take good care of it and wait for the bone to grow, but will the bone grow? What was he going to tell Rowe
"Lan?"
Hearing the person in his arms calling him again, Wei Lan hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"
Rowe made a few noises.
"Dream of me?" Wei Lan didn't hear what Luo Wei said, but knowing that Luo Wei was talking in his sleep, he pinched Luo Wei's face lightly. When will there be so much meat here? It's fine if he grabs it.
Luo Wei rubbed his head in Wei Lan's arms and fell asleep.
Wei Lan blew out the candles by the bedside, and he was guarding this person horizontally and vertically. What if it was inconvenient to walk? They are going to farm, not fighting, not escaping for their lives, so what does it matter if they walk slower? Wei Lan forced himself to close his eyes to sleep, he couldn't let himself fall down, and Luo Wei also counted on him to take care of him. If he was tired again, Luo Wei would not know what to think about.
It snowed all night, and while the people in the town were sleeping at night, the town was dressed up as a world of ice and snow.
Wei Lan woke up and looked at the bright sky outside the window, and then looked at the person in his arms, breathing lightly, sleeping soundly. Carefully released Luo Wei and put the quilt on Luo Wei tightly before Wei Lan got off the bed.
"Lan," probably feeling that there was one less person around, Luo Wei moved on the bed and shouted.
"I'm here," Wei Lan quickly patted Luo Wei's back through the quilt, and said, "I'm here, the son will sleep for a while, it's still early."
Rowe didn't move again.
Wei Lan looked at Luo Wei carefully and couldn't help laughing, the man even fell asleep with saliva, "This is still the son of the prime minister," Wei Lan shook his head, wiped the saliva from the corner of Luo Wei's mouth, and put After being pressed by Luo Wei's head again, he straightened up, dressed in a hurry, opened the door and walked out.
In the hallway, guys are adding charcoal next to the room.
The guy who led Wei Lan into the room yesterday saw Wei Lan, so he said hello to Wei Lan, "Is the guest up?"
"Is there any more charcoal?" Wei Lan greeted the guy with a nod and asked, "I want to add some to this room."
The man hurriedly pushed the charcoal cart behind him and said to Wei Lan: "The charcoal is here, the guest officer can take it, do you want a small one to add charcoal to your room?"
"No need," Wei Lan rejected the friend's kindness, Luo Wei was still asleep in the room, and he didn't want people to go in and disturb Luo Wei.
The guy can do less work, of course, he can't ask for it, and he hastily handed a pair of pliers for charcoal to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan asked the guy while taking charcoal from the charcoal truck: "We want to go on the road today, is it still a good way to go?"
The man hurriedly said: "Guest officer, this road can still be walked, but the snow is too heavy, I don't know when the road will be blocked, you might as well stay for a few more days."
"We are in a hurry to go home," Wei Lan said, "Let's go if we can."
The guy didn't force the guests to stay, and said, "Then I'll go and bridle you a horse later."
Wei Lan thanked again, and took the newly burned charcoal into the house.
Luo Wei never woke up. It was almost noon that day, Wei Lan carried him into the carriage, and he just mumbled vaguely.
"Guest officer, be careful along the way," the man escorted Wei Lan outside the inn.
Wei Lan drove the carriage and set off in the wind and snow.
"This is the knight who walks the rivers and lakes!" Several guys stood in front of the door together and watched Wei Lan go, and one of them said with emotion: "Looking at that movement, it is more swift than ordinary people!"