After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

Long Hao frowned and shook his head at Shen Yong. The pulse was a little chaotic and strange. It was empty and floating for a while. For some reason, he couldn't tell if he had inner strength.

He asked, "Young Master's pulse condition is disordered and inconsistent. I don't know, what medicine has your son taken recently?"

Shen Juncheng held the handkerchief and covered his lips, and said warmly, "It was a cough, and I've been drinking cough medicine, but a few days ago, people were careless and accidentally mixed cough medicine and dizziness medicine. I'm getting more and more uncomfortable, and I wanted to ask a doctor to take care of me, but it just so happened that the second uncle brought a genius doctor, so please ask the genius doctor to prescribe some medicine for me."

Shen Yong narrowed his eyes, what a coincidence?

He gave Long Hao a wink, forget about the pulse and look at his eyes.

Long Hao withdrew his hand and responded casually, saying that he would prepare a recipe for conditioning later, and then ask him to take off the white gauze.

Chaosheng immediately closed the doors and windows with wink.

It was already evening, and the room was getting darker.

Only then did Shen Juncheng slowly take off the white gauze, blinking his eyes pretending to be uncomfortable.

Through the faint light, it can be seen that the color of his eyes is indeed a little different from that of ordinary people. It is slightly shallow, and the pupils are still amber, which seems to be a little different from what Long Hao saw in the secret room that day.

Moreover, his eyes are particularly gentle, with thick eyelashes and long and narrow ends. Not to mention, this young master of the Shen family is really pretty when he takes off his veil.

On the other hand, Shen Yong suddenly froze.

He hadn't seen Cheng'er's eyes for a long time. He didn't expect that when he grew up, he would look like his biological mother...

For a moment, he remembered the way he first saw that person...

Shen Juncheng just took it off for a moment, then pretended to be unwell, and ordered Chao Sheng to cover him with white gauze.

Long Hao said, "Wait a minute, the old man just observed, the son's eyes are not without medicine, and the medicine smoke may be able to help the son's eye disease."

Chaosheng's hand holding the white gauze tightened for a moment, but Shen Juncheng was relatively calm, and Wen Wen said: "Yao Xun has been used by doctors before, and it seems that it has little effect."

Long Hao boasted, "Hey, son, the old man's medicine is different, but it's an ancestral one, and many people have been cured by this secret recipe, son, give it a try."

Shen Juncheng said, "If that's the case, I'll trouble the genius doctor."

Long Hao hurriedly took out an aromatherapy bamboo tube, and before opening the lid, he said, "This medicine is slightly toxic, and it mainly adopts the principle of fighting poison with poison, so everyone's best to hold your breath."

Shen Yong regained his senses and held his breath with everyone. The light blue smoke spread, causing Shen Juncheng to blink uncomfortably.

Shen Yong and Long Hao have been staring at his eyes tightly, and the color of his eyes turned darker and did not see it, but it became very red, and the moment of redness made Long Hao shudder inexplicably.

Like the kind of red that kills the eyes.

For a moment, Shen Juncheng suddenly covered his eyes, looking very painful, and said, "Second uncle, what kind of medicine smoke is this, such a hot eye, this secret recipe is probably not suitable for Cheng'er."

Chao Sheng hurriedly picked up the white gauze to cover the master, and then opened the window to disperse the medicine.

Long Hao retracted the chimney in his hand, a little surprised. In the dark room at the time, as soon as the smoke came out, the cold eyes of Mo Yan began to change immediately.

He and Shen Yong quietly exchanged a wink, signaling to elaborate later.

Long Hao pretended to be dignified again and said, "Young Master, are you alright? Maybe this medicine is really not suitable for Young Master. Go back and open a few other recipes for Young Master to try."

"That's troublesome for the doctor."

Shen Juncheng seemed to be affected by the drug smoke and felt a little uncomfortable, so he let Yueluo help him to go back first, to Dongyuan, Su An'an's place.

When Shen Yong was here, he had to pretend to be in love with Su Anan.

Shen Yong cared for a few words, explaining that he was going to let the genius doctor show him tomorrow.

Hearing this tone, it seems that he intends to stay.

Shen Juncheng lowered his eyes, calm, Shen Yong was always suspicious, and it was not so easy to let go. He guessed it long ago, and immediately tidy up the west wing and brought the second uncle to rest.

The tide takes the lead.

As soon as he arrived at Dongyuan, before entering the main house, Yueluo hurriedly handed over the antidote. In order to disturb his breath, he could not find his inner strength, so he took the risk of taking Sang Dong.

When it came into contact with the blue smoke, it became even more toxic, so the eye sockets turned red, as if blood was about to drip, which concealed the original change in the color of the eyes.

After taking the antidote, the uncomfortable dizziness was still there, and Yue Luo hurriedly helped her master into the main house.

Su Anan obediently pretended to be sick in bed, pretending to be sleepy.

It wasn't until the door was pushed open that she saw that the person was Shen Juncheng, and she hurriedly asked, "Husband, what's the matter with you?"

Shen Juncheng sat down without looking at her, Yueluo poured a glass of water and handed it to the master, and explained at the right time: "Young madam, don't worry, Lord Hou found a genius doctor to see the young master, saying that he tried the medicine, but it didn't seem to work. , but instead stimulated the young master's cough. The young master has already taken cough medicine in time, but he needs to rest for a while."

After speaking, she took a step back and motioned for the young lady to come and help.

Su An'an blinked, and then came back to her, and hurried up to help.

That's right, Shen Yong suddenly came over, and Shen Jun agreed that he was going to pretend, and I was afraid that he would rest here tonight.

She helped him walk over, and the servants naturally all retreated.

Cuiyan followed Yueluo out and closed the door.

Although Shen Juncheng is thin, he is tall after all. When Su Anan supported her, he seemed to be really uncomfortable and put his weight on her.

Su Anan was struggling. After tossing for a while, she finally helped him onto the bed, and kindly helped him take off his boots and covered him with the quilt, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

What did Lord Hou do to make him so uncomfortable?

Su An'an didn't believe it when it was said that the cough had recurred. She guessed, did the genius doctor brought by Shen Yong put some medicinal substance to test him?

My cousin didn't want to see him so much, and the Hou Ye could imagine that, she sighed, it seemed that his life was not so good.

For a moment, there was an inexplicable feeling of pity for the same disease, she shook her head, and laughed at herself.

Shen Juncheng was terribly dizzy, but he still had to secretly use his power to force out the residual toxicity of the medicine.

Even after taking the antidote, the toxicity of this drug should not be underestimated.

He closed his eyes and didn't move, as if he was asleep, but fine sweat continued to seep out of his forehead, which meant that the toxins were slowly excreted with the sweat.

As the toxins were discharged, his eyelids gradually felt heavy, and a faint fragrance lingered between his breaths, which was unexpectedly relaxing...

Su An'an's bed was occupied by him, so she sat under the lamp and took out a book to read. The man's breathing was too quiet, causing her to turn her head from time to time.

Seeing that he was sweating, she instructed Yueluo to bring in a basin of warm water. After Yueluo put down the water, instead of taking care of his young master, she turned around and left.

Su Anan understands that he has to clean it himself.

She rolled up her cuffs, wet her handkerchief, and sat on the edge of the bed to help him wipe the sweat from his forehead.

I don't know what happened to him, but he was sweating a little fiercely, and even got a little white gauze wet.

Su An'an was a little curious, wondering what his eyes looked like after he took off the white gauze?