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Liuer Fanwai (42)
There is already a trace of enthusiasm in the May sky. But in Jiang Yijun's room, there was still a charcoal fire.
The half-dangling cyan curtain covered his face, and the sky blue brocade covered most of his body.
"Cough..." Jiang Yijun kept coughing this month, and the people taking care of him couldn't sleep all night. Liu is so thin that his eyes are sunken.
"Oh..." Jiang Yijun felt much better after spitting out what was stuck in his throat.
Liu looked at the pool of blood on the ground, his face changed drastically. But in an instant she recovered as she did before, turning her head and gently caressing Jiang Yijun's back.
"Would you like to drink saliva?" Although Jiang Yijun is not in good health, it is also a pillar for her and her children. If they go, what can they do if they leave behind their widows and orphans.
Jiang Yijun stretched out his skinny hand to take the water glass, took a couple of sips, and then lay back on the bed.
The doctor came quickly, and after the pulse of Jiang Yijun's diagnosis was a little dignified.
"Doctor Xue, am I dying?" Seeing Doctor Xue shook his head to deny, Jiang Yijun said indifferently: "I know my own body and it shouldn't last long. Doctor Xue, tell me how much time is left, I can also arrange for my own affairs."
Doctor Xue hesitated, and said, "At most one month." Jiang Yijun has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up. Now he is completely hanging on with medicine. One month is already the most optimistic estimate. According to Jiang Yijun's current physical condition, it will only be a few days ago.
As the doctor's parents, as Jiang Yijun's attending doctor, he is also very sad. Such a talented person would have to go early, really jealous of talent.
Since he was a child, he has taken medicine and eats like other people. In order to survive, he can only see but not eat many things. Over the years, in order to survive, he really had a hard time.
Hearing Dr. Xue's words, Jiang Yijun smiled: "It's okay." To him, death is not terrible, because death means liberation.
Min didn't believe it at all when he heard Jiang Yijun's time. Holding Jiang Yijun's hand, Min said firmly: "Ajun, don't believe them. Back then, how many people said you could not support you and said you would not live to be thirty years old. But now, you are not living well. ."
Jiang Yizheng has been in poor health since he was a child, and many people say that he can't support him. When he was three years old, the doctor still said he would not live to be ten years old. After ten years old, the doctors said that he would not live to be thirty years old. Today, his son is two in his thirties. After all the difficulties before, Min firmly believes that his son can also survive this time.
Jiang Yijun just wanted to talk, but couldn't help but cough. There was bloodshot in that saliva.
Min looked at the red dots on the quilt, and clutched Jiang Yijun’s hand tightly and said, "Jun'er, you must hold on. Jun'er, if you want to have a three-strength and two short-terms, what do you do with your mother? What do you make with athletes? manage?"
Jiang Yijun and Liu had a son. Knowing that Liu was pregnant at the time, he took the name Athlete. Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, Jiang Yijun hopes that his child will have a healthy and strong body. Fortunately, Jiang Yijun's expectations did not fail. The child is in good health. There is no difference with people of the same age.
Rao is so, Jiang Yijun still dare not have more children. In case of rebirth, what can the child do after being as sick as him
Jiang Yijun's eyes were also sour: "Mother, the child is tired. Mother, the child can't keep on." To him, being alive is tantamount to suffering. He couldn't let go of his mother and his wife and children, but he really couldn't hold it anymore.
Min couldn't stretch it anymore, tears fell to the ground
After the sadness, the Min family recovered calmly: "Jun'er, in fact, there is something my mother has been keeping from telling you."
"What's up?"
"The second princess came to Jiangnan and now lives in Jinling. This time, they will stay in Jinling for at least three years. Jun'er, you get well quickly, and then my mother will take you to see her." As long as Jiang Yijun can survive , She is willing to do anything.
Jiang Yijun fell into the memory, and after a while, he regained his senses and said, "No." If you missed it, you missed it. When you meet again, the person is not what he remembered. If so, why bother to see you again.
Min sees that even the temptation to meet Liu'er can't arouse Jiang Yijun's desire to survive. She knew that she really couldn't keep her son this time.
Her son is struggling to survive, and she feels distressed. Her son is leaving, and she hurts even more. But this day, after all, is about to come.
Although grief, Min did not want Jiang Yijun to go away with worry: "Jun'er, don't worry, when you leave, your mother will take the athlete to reunite with your father." The son is weak and can't go on the official career, there is no way. . The grandson is in good health, and he will definitely have an official career in the future. To become a talent, someone needs to teach, and this person is the husband.
Jiang Hongfu actually values the grandson of Jian'er very much, but Jiang Yijun is too poor to travel long distances. Therefore, he has not been able to see this grandson.
Jiang Yijun felt a little loose, and said with a smile, "Okay."
Ten days later, Jiang Yijun died of illness. In accordance with Jiang Yijun's requirements before his death, all his funerals were kept simple. Except for close relatives and Jiang Yijun's close friends, no one else notified.
Jiang Yijun is the number one talented man in the south of the Yangtze River. Whether it is his poems or paintings, he has been sought after when he came out. Of course, it is said that he is also proficient in temperament, especially playing the flute very well. Unfortunately, almost no one has heard his flute.
So, even if his funeral was very simple. The news of his death came quickly.
Two days later, Feng Zhixi also heard the news of Jiang Yijun's death: "Did he die?"
The subordinate nodded and said, "Well, it's true that I have passed away from illness." Such a talented man was gone in his early thirties. It was a pity to think about it.
Hearing the regret in this person's words, Feng Zhixi was a little upset and waved to let people go down.
Jiang Yijun is a great talent, and this aspect is what Feng Zhixi lacks. Therefore, when he knew that Jiang Yijun was obsessed with Liu Er six years ago, he was very upset. However, as they returned to Beijing, this matter was forgotten.
Unfortunately, a few days ago, he had a drink with a subordinate who had stayed in Qianwei Camp.
The man drank too much and said with a big mouth that he had seen Liuer and Jiang Yijun in a box before in a teahouse. The two chatted in the box for a long time, and then not long after Liuer went out, Jiang Yijun fell ill and was carried home.
At first Liu Er said that she didn't say a word with Jiang Yijun, let alone tempted. Feng Zhixi believed it. But this colleague's words made him suspicious. Did the two have a period of time, because Jiang Yijun was in poor health and the queen mother did not agree, so the two did not succeed.
In the past, Liu Er composed music or wrote lyrics and painted, but he didn't understand and didn't care about it. It can be guessed that Liu Er had a history with Jiang Yijun, so he cared.
But he didn't expect Jiang Yijun to die before he asked Liuer about it.
As the most pillow person, Liu Er soon felt that Feng Zhixi was in a bad mood: "What's wrong? Things are not going well?" It's gone. Those who scolded her turned into quail and shrank their heads. Now Liu'er's life is going extremely smoothly.
Feng Zhixi shook her head and said, "Everything is fine. I'm tired, go to sleep!"
Liuer is inexplicable. But seeing Feng Zhixi didn't say anything, she didn't continue to question.
It would be sad if Liuer knew that Jiang Yijun had passed away. The thought of Liu'er being sorry for other men made him very irritable. The more I thought about it, the more upset I was, and I turned over and over on the bed.
Liuer originally planned to ask Qiuyue to ask Xia Dahe tomorrow to see what difficulties Feng Zhixi encountered. Seeing him like this, I didn't want to wait for tomorrow, pushed him and said, "What is it that makes you embarrassed."
Feng Zhixi couldn't help it anymore, turned her head and asked Liu Er: "If Jiang Yijun was healthy, would you marry him?" This thought lingered in his mind, making him unable to calm down.
Liuer reacted to the meaning of these words and cursed: "What are you so crazy about?"
"Liu'er, Jiang Yijun is dead."
Liu Er was a little surprised, but quickly recovered his calmness. He sighed and said, "He is not in good health. The doctor said earlier that he would not live to be thirty years old."
"How did you know this?" Whether it is a man or a woman, once a person becomes suspicious, he becomes very sensitive.
Liu Er said angrily: "Of course my mother told me, don't you think I even sent someone to inquire about him?"
After speaking, Liu Er said in annoyance: "What is Jiang Yijun's good health? I will marry him. What do you mean by this, can you explain it clearly to me?"
Looking at Liu Er, Feng Zhixi didn’t feel sad. She suddenly felt that she was thinking too much: “I think I don’t know anything and don’t deserve you. Jiang Yijun is so talented that he fits you very well. If he is in good health, the Emperor and Queen Mother will definitely marry you to him."
Liuer was angry and funny. She thought something was wrong, but Feng Zhixi overturned the jealous jar.
After thinking about it, Liu Er said: "Then do you think my father and mother match?"
"Naturally it matches perfectly."
Liuer smiled and said, "My father didn't have much ink in his stomach back then, and my mother not only reads poems, books, music, calligraphy and calligraphy, but also dabble in. Not only that, my father also looks like a big five big and three big somersault, my mother. At that time, she was beautiful and beautiful. Many people said that my mother married my dad, and that was a flower on the cow dung." This was what the grandmother and Liuer said privately.
Feng Zhixi dared not take this.
Liu Er said: "My mother said that the mismatch is not based on the appearance and talent, but on the temperament of the two. Like my mother and dad, no matter whether they are talented or physical, their temperament complement each other. That's why they are talented. I will live so happy."
This is the first time Feng Zhixi heard this saying: "Then do you think you will be happy after marrying me?"
"You're not nonsense. If I feel hello, feel unhappy, do something to follow you all the way to Fujian. Going to Fujian, it almost killed me half my life. When I grow up so old, I have never suffered like that. After speaking, Liu Er asked suspiciously, “Did the Liu run to you and talk nonsense? I told you that you didn’t leave her way. She must know Jiang Yijun. My mind is unbalanced, so I want to divorce our husband and wife." If it is found out that Liu is really doing it, she will not be able to spare this woman.
Feng Zhixi smiled and said, "No one is chewing a snake in front of me."
Liuer was dubious.