After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

   Chapter 27 Decided to save her

   In a trance, my mother's gentle words thought again, "An An, in the first snow day, you can make a wish."

  The Snow God will listen and help you realize it.

Will    come true?

Will do.

  Quickly, she reached out and grabbed the piece of "white snow" accurately.

  Shen Juncheng frowned slightly, not used to others touching him, even if it was the cuff, just as he was about to flick it away, he heard her subtle pleading voice: "Save me, save me..."

   She held onto his sleeve so tightly, as if she had caught the last straw in her life.

   "I don't want to die, I finally came back... Can you help me?"

   The voice was crying, and the voice was as low as the whimper of a cub, "Lord Snow God, please save me..."

   Shen Juncheng flicked his sleeves for a while, and the last sentence seemed to overlap with a sentence deep in his memory.

  In the icy snow, the darkness of night was pressing down deeply, like a giant beast that devoured people.

   A boy seemed to be curled up like this, and then a piece of snowflakes kept making wishes.

   "Lord Snow God, please save me, I don't want to die."

  The boy never believed in those folklore, and the mother also said that it was not credible. The only person in the world that can believe is himself.

   But that day, he was full of hope in the light of the legend.

   He cannot die, never die.

   So he persistently made a wish over and over again.

   No one responded to him.

   Only the cold and cruel wind blew away his faint wishing sound.

When    fell on the snow, he looked at the last color in his life and muttered, "Father, mother, Cheng'er is so cold..."

When    woke up again, his eyes were covered with a white cloth, and his world lost its light since then.

   "Uncle, uncle, how is the young lady?"

   Hearing the young lady's murmured prayers, Cuiyan felt distressed and could not ignore Yueluo's advice, so she stepped forward and asked anxiously, interrupting Shen Juncheng's thoughts.

   looked down and saw that she was still clutching her sleeve tightly, just like the handful of white snow that she was holding back then, that glimmer of hope.

   Careful, humble and pious.

  However, the snow in the memory eventually became invisible and scattered at the fingertips.

   Shen Juncheng suddenly closed his eyes.

   "It's okay, she just contracted the cold and had a fever."

   "There are prescriptions and medicinal materials left by the doctor in my room, which are very useful. Let Yueluo take you to dispense the medicine. You can fry it yourself. After your lady takes it, it will be fine tomorrow."

  Cuiyan breathed a sigh of relief, immediately thanked him, knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and then hurriedly followed Yueluo to get the prescription.

   He opened the green smoke, and Shen Juncheng instructed Chaosheng to go to the study to get a bottle of medicine.

   Chaosheng was slightly surprised, Heart Protection Pill, isn't that Master's medicine? Does the master want to serve her?

   Chaosheng did not speculate on the master's intentions, but just followed the order and closed the door as he left.

   Shen Juncheng wanted to pull out his sleeves.

However, Su Anan was so tight that he didn't pull it out. He frowned and stopped pulling. Instead, he took out a small porcelain-white medicine bottle from his arms and poured out a pill the size of a red bean. .

   squeezed Su An'an's mouth and threw it in, then raised her chin and pulled her hand back when she saw her swallowing.

   This is the antidote for Hanbingsan, but after taking it, you need to use internal force to trigger the effect as soon as possible, because her cold poison invades the heart, I am afraid it will not be saved.

But Su Anan obviously has no inner strength, so he needs someone to help him. He pours his inner strength into the palm of his hand and covers his dantian for two quarters. Blood circulation, accelerate the decomposition of medicinal properties.

   This is not difficult, the key is that these acupoints are somewhat inconvenient, and when the hand is covering the dantian, the clothes cannot be separated.

   I almost became a widow because of the difference in my mind.

   (end of this chapter)