He remembered that babies usually cried loudly when they woke up in the morning.

Before he came over, he specially found a bottle.

Lu Zhaofeng thought that as long as Mu Qianqian cried, he didn't care what his family thought, he had to collect all her tears without leaving a single drop and use them to treat Lu Zhaolin's leg.

Once Mu Qianqian returned to the palace, it would be difficult for him to see her.

Plus.

The wedding day is approaching.

He doesn't have many days left to live.

The only thing he wants now is to cure his brother's illness.

This way I can die without regrets.

After all, my parents are old.

Her sister lived in the deep palace for a long time.

His parents cannot be without someone to take care of them.

My father fought on the battlefield over the years, and he suffered from new injuries and old illnesses, which left him with many chronic diseases.

If Lu Zhaolin’s illness is not cured.

He will really die with regrets.

Is Mu Qianqian deliberately going against him?

I've never seen her sleep so well before.

Why can't I wake him up no matter how hard I try?

He was even forced to pinch her.

She didn't react at all.

"Father, mother, I will be back to the palace soon." Concubine Shu had just started to speak when tears began to flow down her cheeks: "I want to go see my brother."

Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment.

Although she knew Lu Zhaolin's temper.

But I thought that my daughter would be returning to the palace soon.

Still couldn't bear to reject her.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and take her daughter to Lu Zhaolin's residence.

Just walked to the door.

Mrs. Lu's footsteps suddenly paused.

"What's wrong, mother?" Concubine Shu asked in surprise.

Every time I walked to Lu Zhaolin's residence in the past, the air was always filled with a strong fishy smell.

Why today...

Could it be! ?

Mrs. Lu had a bad feeling in her heart.

She didn't care about her daughter beside her and rushed in.

"Lin'er..." Mrs. Lu ran while crying, her tears heart-wrenching.

Even if Lu Zhaolin lay in bed for the rest of his life and could do nothing.

She is willing too.

As long as he has breath.

She felt that there was still hope in this life.

Although Concubine Shu didn't know what was going on, she quickly followed her mother as she saw her mother's anxious look.

The two of them entered Lu Zhaolin's bedroom one after the other.

The scene before my eyes.

This made Mrs. Lu stop in her tracks.

"Mother." Lu Zhaolin half-sat on the bed with a book in his hand.

His face was no longer as pale as before. Although it still looked sickly, a faint blush had appeared on his cheeks.

Not only did he feel much better, but even the sound of his voice had lost its former irritability.

"You..." Mrs. Lu rubbed her eyes with her fingertips, not quite daring to believe it: "You... can sit up?"

She remembered when she cleaned Lu Zhaolin's body before.

His whole body was limp. Not only did he have to sit up, but even to move a little bit, he needed the combined efforts of three people.

What is going on now?

Mrs. Lu felt confused.

Confused.

"Yes, mother. Yesterday..." Lu Zhaolin paused and glanced at Concubine Shu. "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that a little girl came to my bed and said that she gave me a medicine. When I got up today, I was well again."

Mrs. Lu: ???

Concubine Shu:......

Ghostly things happen every year, but this year there are especially many.

A disease that all famous doctors were helpless to treat was actually cured in a dream?

Why did she sound so possessed by a ghost?

Concubine Shu couldn't help but shudder, and accidentally glanced at the words on the book he was holding...

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