"Dad is fine, don't worry, dad is fine, cough..."
Mr. Tang waved his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, then covered his mouth and coughed again.
The coughing sound was terrifying, crackling, as if everything inside was being coughed out from the lungs.
How could Tang Nuanhua not be worried
Her heart was almost in her throat, and she didn't know what to do, so she had to pat her father's back gently and comfort her, "Dad, is this better? Is this better?"
The servants and housekeepers on the side immediately came over, handing out medicine and water, and showed concern for Mr. Tang.
However, Master Tang was still coughing, "Cough cough... cough cough..." as if he wanted to cough out his entire lungs.
Just looking at this scene, Tang Nuanhua was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears. She gritted her teeth tightly and looked at her father with tears in her eyes, but she was unable to do anything, so she could only be anxious.
Fortunately, after a minute or so, the coughing fit finally ended.
After Mr. Tang finished coughing, he held his chest and breathed heavily. He felt like he was almost out of breath, and his throat became very sore from the cough just now.
Fortunately, he finally calmed down a lot. Mr. Tang finally felt that his breathing was easier. He immediately turned around and smiled comfortingly at Tang Nuanhua, "Silly boy, dad said it's okay, just do it." Why are you so anxious?"
What he didn't know was that when he said this, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth!
"dad!"
Tang Nuanhua saw the blood on the corner of his father's mouth, then looked at the light gray handkerchief in his father's hand, and his eyes suddenly widened!
My father's handkerchief was actually full of coughed up blood! ! !
At that moment, Tang Nuanhua and several servants around him, including the housekeeper, were all shocked. No one expected that their master would cough up blood and become so seriously ill.
"What the hell is going on? Didn't it mean that I just suffered from the wind and cold? How did you all take care of my dad!"
Tang Nuan's painting was about to explode. Looking at the blood stains, she roared angrily at the servants around her.
This roar scared the servants to the point where they all stopped talking. Even Uncle Chen, who had been following Mr. Tang, didn't dare to say a word.
At this time, Mr. Tang himself saw the blood stains on the handkerchief, and was slightly shocked at first.
Looking back, Mr. Tang still chose to comfort Tang Nuan Hua first. He said in a nonchalant tone, "Hua'er, don't get so angry. It's not good for the child in your belly."
"Dad's illness is his own fault. Why do you blame these servants? It's his fault that he didn't take care of himself. Don't blame them."
While talking, Mr. Tang tried to pull Tang Nuanhua back, hoping to calm down Tang Nuanhua's anger. After all, if a pregnant woman's mood fluctuates, it will be very harmful to the child.
But Tang Nuanhua just felt angry and annoyed!
She said angrily, "Who can I blame if they don't blame them? Who else can I blame! Originally, you were the only one living in this house. I let them stay just to be your companion and take good care of your health, but these Where are the servants? How do they do things?"
"Dad, do you know how worried I am about your health!!!"
As he talked, Tang Nuanhua felt heartbroken.
In fact, Tang Nuanhua didn't mean to blame anyone. She just felt heartbroken and uncomfortable.
At first, she thought her father just suffered from the cold, but now it seems that this is not a problem with the cold. This is clearly a problem somewhere in the body, okay
These servants, each with money in this huge house, didn't do much every day. Tang Nuanhua counted on them to take good care of his father, and that was enough.
As a result, these people can't even take care of a father. What are they doing here? Are you here to pick up money
"Hua'er, Hua'er!"
Finally, Mr. Tang couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly grabbed Tang Nuanhua's clothes to comfort Tang Nuanhua, "Just listen to dad, and don't get angry again. It will really have a great impact on your body." , do you want your father to be so sick that he still needs to worry about you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Tang Nuanhua's attitude immediately softened.
Yes, how could she bear to let her father be in poor health and at the same time take care of the emotions of a pregnant woman
So Tang Nuanhua never got angry with the servants anymore, and just asked his father with concern, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were infected with wind cold? If it was wind cold, how could this happen? Look, You coughed up blood..."
"Miss."
At this time, the butler, Uncle Chen, finally spoke.
He sighed helplessly, and then explained, "Actually, when I first started, I was only infected with wind-cold, but I don't know why, but I never got better from the disease. My body's resistance was already weak. Weak, this condition has worsened to a certain extent."
"Then, did you go to the doctor? What did the doctor say?" Tang Nuanhua asked nervously.
Uncle Chen nodded, "My master's health is like this, how could I not take him to see a doctor? Just this morning, I went to see the doctor with him, but the doctor said that this condition is very common for him, and said Now many people are infected with this kind of symptoms and say that there is nothing they can do for the time being.”
"Hey, Miss, it's really not that we don't want to take good care of the master. It's just that we have taken the medicine that we should take, and we have done all the examinations that should be done, but the master's illness stubbornly refuses to get better. We, we are the servants. There’s nothing we can do about it.”
Uncle Chen's words can be said to express the feelings of the servants.
They have tried their best to take good care of Mr. Tang, but now, Mr. Tang has been infected with the latest weird virus on the market, and he has been unable to recover, so that it has gradually worsened, and there is nothing they can do. .
"dad… "
After listening to Uncle Chen's narration, Tang Nuanhua suddenly felt a pectoris in his heart.
When he raised his head and saw his father looking weak but still trying to comfort himself, Tang Nuanhua's nose couldn't help but feel sore and his head started to hurt.
At the same time, there was still a wave of resentment growing in her heart!
All of this is all Song Yijun's fault!
If Song Yijun hadn't deliberately acted like a monster, if she hadn't been playing tricks behind her back, how could her father's illness not be cured