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Chapter 737 I Wanted To Give Up Several Times (Ten)

Chapter 737 I Wanted To Give Up Several Times (Ten)
Ever since little Lu Jinhua turned two years old, Kong Yan's body collapsed like a house, most of it collapsed at once!

But now in Tiandong, he couldn't bear it physically, so he lay on the bed to rest.

Lu Sanniang first used essential oils to dehumidify Kong Yan's blood circulation. Now Kong Yan's body doesn't even have the ability to dehumidify itself. If he doesn't dehumidify, his body will swell up and he will feel more uncomfortable.

After finishing all this, she came out of Kong Yan's room and looked at Kong Yan who was sleeping soundly. She closed the door softly, but her eyes were red, and big tears fell silently.

"Mother..." The two-year-old little Lu Jinhua couldn't pronounce correctly, but he could speak more than a dozen words. Seeing Lu Sanniang so sad now, his breath was stagnant, his eyes were red and he wanted to cry.

Lu Sanniang squatted down, picked up little Lu Jinhua and quickly left here to the kitchen far away.

She buried her head in little Lu Jinhua's neck, sobbing softly, trying to control herself from crying, but whenever she thought of Kong Yan's situation... she was so sad that she couldn't breathe.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

When Lu Sanniang left, Kong Yan, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, opened her eyes. Panting for breath, he raised his arms with difficulty, felt his own pulse, and then he could count it.

Living in this situation will only be a drag on Lu Sanniang, but he really can't bear to live a warm and happy life like this now.

If he died, Sanniang would be sad, sad, sad, right?
Kong Yan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears welling up from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't bear her to be sad again.

In the quiet room, there was a faint breath of death, which was the breath emanating from the aging old man, invisible but suffocating.

Kong Yan wanted to give up several times. Living like this would be a drag. Living like this is meaningless, but Lu Sanniang didn't allow it. She changed the prescription and added expensive medicinal materials to him. She even added cotton to make the quilt thicker. , There is a stove specially placed for heating in the room, even if he sleeps uncomfortably and lies uncomfortable.

The 500-year-old ginseng originally prepared by Lu Sanniang has now been eaten by one-third of him, and it is no longer worth the money. Her idea of ​​living in a big house...is about to come to naught again.

Kong Yan wiped her eyes secretly again, trying her best not to make a sound when she was crying and sobbing.

"Wen'er has grown up too, so I want to spend more time with grandpa, you know?" Lu Sanniang raised her head. After two years, her eyes healed quickly under Kong Yan's acupuncture, but she also lost the habit of being red when she shed tears. .

"Well, I know if I ask," little Lu Jinhua nodded earnestly.

"Okay, now you go to the main room to play for a while, mother has to be busy with the things at hand," Lu Sanniang turned and went into the room where the medicinal materials were kept, and started dispensing the medicine again. She wanted to find a prescription that could prolong Kong Yan's life!
It's hard, it's really hard...

Almost...impossible.

But she doesn't give up!
If she also gave up, what would Kong Yan do?
In the afternoon, apart from making preparations for making lo mei during the day, she spent the rest of her time in her room dispensing medicine.

There are many ways for Kong Yan to prepare her medicine. Boiling the medicine is the simplest one. She can also purify the liquid medicine, make the medicine, and then make the medicine with the method of restraining the medicine...

"mother……"

At dusk, little Lu Jinhua came to the backyard, looked at Lu Sanniang, pouted, and said aggrievedly, "I'm hungry..."

She just looked at the sky, hurriedly put down the tools in her hand, and rushed out: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm done with my time, so... I'll cook for you."

She smiled, but there was sadness in her eyes that couldn't be concealed.

　Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for tickets...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)