My delicate husband

The days passed slowly, and the house was almost completed.

However, before enjoying the joy of moving into the new house, Zhang Xiaomo had his last acupuncture treatment.

It has been more than three months since the treatment started. Lan Euan witnessed all the pain of Zhang Xiaomo's treatment, especially the six acupuncture sessions. The memory is still fresh in his mind when he recalls it now. Fortunately, there is only the last one left.

Although Doctor Zhu said that he was 100% cured, Lan An was still afraid of accidents. At night, Lan An suffered from insomnia, which was rare. His mind was always recalling every little detail of his time with Zhang Xiaomo. Occasionally, he would think of the scene of jumping into the sea in his previous life. It turned out that his previous life had become so far away without him realizing it.

Zhang Xiaomo fell asleep with steady breathing, his hand still unconsciously stroking Lan'an's back.

Lan An thanked God for letting him meet Zhang Xiaomo, such a good person. He also thanked God for giving him hope that he could be cured.

Lan An entered the space and sorted out all the furniture in the space. He also reclassified the books in Zhang Xiaomo's bookcase.

Lan An did all the work he could in the space, and spent the rest of his time practicing calligraphy. Lan An hated calligraphy and wasn't used to it, but tonight he used a brush to write on paper, wishing Zhang Xiaomo good health and safety. His only wish for Zhang Xiaomo was that he could be healthy.

The night is long, and practicing calligraphy can indeed help people calm down. Lan An looked at the mall time. It was five o'clock in the morning. Lan An came out of the space. Although he had not slept all night, he was full of energy.

When Zhang Xiaomo woke up, he saw the person in his arms with dull eyes, obviously thinking about something. However, seeing Lan An frowning, he did not help him smooth his brows.

"Brother Xiaomo, you're awake."

"An An, what are you thinking about? Don't be unhappy, it's okay, trust me."

"Brother Xiaomo, I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch. What do you want to eat?"

"I haven't had the sweet and sour pork you made for a long time. How about this, An An?"

"Okay. Want some tomato and venison soup? I haven't made it in a while."

"I want to drink, An An, let's get up."

"Oh, yes, okay, get up."

Lan An was obviously a little absent-minded, and Zhang Xiaomo understood it, but he was not that nervous. As long as he could be cured, the pain would not matter. He didn't care before, but now that he had Lan An, he would not give up. Even if he only had one breath, even if he only had one breath, he would crawl back from hell to see his An An.

After a simple breakfast, Lan An accompanied Zhang Xiaomo in the inner room waiting for Doctor Zhu to arrive.

Brother Guo, Chun, Xia, Qiu and Dong are all here. Brother Xu really can't leave, otherwise he would come to accompany them.

Bai Lu was also waiting at the gate of the courtyard early, waiting for Doctor Zhu to arrive. Not long after, Doctor Zhu came with the little medicine boy.

"My lord, are you ready? I'll take your pulse first."

Doctor Zhu carefully took Zhang Xiaomo's pulse. His face looked a little serious, but he still nodded.

"Young Master is doing very well. This is the last acupuncture treatment. It will definitely be more painful than the previous ones. Just hold on. Once the poisonous blood is completely vomited out, you'll be fine."

"Okay, I'll leave it to Dr. Zhu then."

"Don't worry, young master."

"Please start."

Doctor Zhu took out the silver needles, and Lan An keenly discovered that there were nearly half more than the previous times.

Lan An was so nervous that he couldn't help pinching his palms. Lan An knew that he was a little out of control now. He needed to control his emotions and he couldn't affect Zhang Xiaomo.

Doctor Zhu's acupuncture was quick, steady, and accurate. With each needle insertion, Zhang Xiaomo's face grew paler and paler, his body trembling involuntarily from the pain.

"Hold steady and don't move. If it hurts, bite something and don't hurt your mouth or tongue."

Doctor Zhu sped up the acupuncture movements, and Lan An did not hesitate and put his wrist into Zhang Xiaomo's mouth.

"Brother Xiaomo, bite if it hurts, don't endure it."

There was still no pain, but Lan Yan felt a moist and soft touch on his wrist. Zhang Xiaomo was licking his wrist, no, sucking it, and his wrist felt numb.

Lan'an felt as if a slight electric current touched his whole body, and a feather brushed across his heart, making him feel itchy.

Zhang Xiaomo was teasing Lan'an with all his heart and soul, and his body stopped trembling. Lan'an couldn't help but tremble.

Lan Euan didn't know how long it had been, but she felt that every minute and every second was very difficult to endure.

"Alright, young master, take your hands off. You can start removing the needle. You'll spit blood when you do this, so don't hold back."

Lan An obediently stepped aside and watched Doctor Zhu remove the needles. The last time, acupuncture only took half an hour. Before the needles were removed, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of Zhang Xiaomo's mouth. Lan An felt a little distressed and hurriedly stepped forward to help him wipe it off.

"Young Master, don't go over there, or all your efforts will be wasted."

Lan An could only watch Zhang Xiaomo spit out several mouthfuls of black blood. The black drops splashed onto the tea-white inner clothes and were very glaring. Lan An's eyes turned bloodshot as he looked at her.

Zhang Xiaomo finally couldn't hold on and fainted. Lan An immediately rushed over but stopped just before touching his body.

"Young Master, let me take your pulse."

"It's okay, prepare the medicinal bath."

Lan'an called Bailu to pour the medicinal bath water. Lan'an gently placed Zhang Xiaomo in the bathtub and heard his unconscious murmurs.

Lan An heard it clearly. He heard An An and Zhang Xiaomo calling his name. Zhang Xiaomo had been persisting for him.

Lan An held Zhang Xiaomo's hand, and the tears that she had been holding back for a long time finally fell.

Doctor Zhu patted Lan'an's shoulder soothingly.

"My dear, it's okay. You should take care of yourself too."

Lan An was crying inconsolably. Doctor Zhu was afraid that Lan An would faint, so he took a silver needle and gave him a prick.

"Young Master, you will vomit blood during the medicinal bath. It would be great if it is not dark red."

"Dr. Zhu, thank you so much, I'm fine."

"Don't worry, young master. I'll write the prescription right away. After these seven days of medicinal baths, you only need to take warm tonics for a few months and your body will be fully recovered."

Doctor Zhu wrote a prescription and the little medicine boy immediately went back to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

"Young Master, I've taken your pulse, and I know you're in very poor health. It's best if you don't have children for the next two years and take good care of yourself."

"Thank you, Doctor Zhu. As long as my husband gets better, I have nothing else to ask for. When can we have sex?"

"It will be fine after half a month. But don't do it too often, once every half a month at most. After three months, you can have normal intercourse."

After a while, Zhang Xiaomo vomited several mouthfuls of blood. The floor of the washroom was covered with blood, which was a bit creepy. However, the color of the blood was brighter, not the dark red before.

Zhang Xiaomo was still unconscious in the bathtub, but Lan An could hear his unconscious groans, sometimes accompanied by painful whimpers. How painful it must be.

When the time came, Lan An helped Zhang Xiaomo wash up and gently put him on the bed.

"I'll take your pulse again."

"Alright, young master, don't worry. The toxins have been completely eliminated. You should be able to wake up tomorrow. If not, come to Chunqiu Hall to find me again."

Lan An paid for the medicine and the consultation fee, and politely saw Dr. Zhu off. Her tense heart finally relaxed for a moment.

"Anger, is my brother okay?"

"It's okay, you'll be fine after a good sleep. I'm a little sleepy, so help me wash the clothes and I'll go to sleep too."

Lan Euan cleaned the bathroom, and he also washed up simply and went to bed.

Guo Ge'er obediently washed all the dirty clothes and bed sheets. He was very happy that his brother was fine. It would take half a month to heat the jar of chili oil, and by then Lan Euan should be in the mood to teach him how to make chili oil.

Lan An was lying on the bed. He put himself in Zhang Xiaomo's arms, but still couldn't help crying.

"Brother Xiaomo, you must wake up tomorrow morning."

"I know you're in pain, but we won't be in pain anymore."

"Zhang Xiaomo, you are the best, so you will definitely not let me down. I love you so much, super much."

"You said you would stay with me forever. You must not break your promise. Don't sleep in and leave me alone."

"I also promised you the Zhou Gong ceremony, aren't you going to bully me?"

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Lan An was in Zhang Xiaomo's arms, chattering on and on. He didn't sleep all night last night. Slowly, after an unknown amount of time, Lan An got tired of crying. He was so tired that he fell asleep in Zhang Xiaomo's arms.

The early morning sunlight poured in through the window, and Lan Euan was awakened by the dazzling sunlight. He raised his head, but Zhang Xiaomo was still not awake. He did not hear the familiar voice calling him An An, nor did he see those smiling eyes.

Lan Euan was a little flustered. He slowly placed his fingers under Zhang Xiaomo's nose. Fortunately, he was breathing lightly.

Lan An breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went to wash up. He wanted to go find Dr. Zhu immediately, he couldn't wait any longer.

Lan'an hurriedly put on his clothes without tying his hair, washed up briefly, and ran out. He just happened to bump into Guo Ge'er who came to wake him up for dinner.

"Anger, are you okay? Why is your hair so messy?"

"I'm going to see Doctor Zhu."

Guo Ge'er stopped Lan Euan and persuaded him gently.

"Brother An, don't worry. Didn't Doctor Zhu say you should wake up before noon? It's still early. You haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon. Eat something first, otherwise I'll be worried about you when I wake up."

Lan An shook off Guo Ge'er's hand and was about to go out the door, but Guo Ge'er stopped her again.

"Zhang Xiaoguo, don't stop me. You know, your brother hasn't woken up. He hasn't woken up. I can't lose him. I can't. Let me go. Let me go..."

Lan An cried, feeling very wronged. He even wanted to kill Guo Ge'er. No one could take Zhang Xiaomo away from him, no one could.

Lan'an suddenly became very strong and Guoge'er was pushed to the ground. Guoge'er quickly called Brother Man to stop Lan'an.

Lan An looked at Brother Man coldly and started fighting with him, obviously with the intention of killing him. Fortunately, Brother Man knew some kung fu, but he was still beaten badly by Lan An, and Brother Han had to join the battle passively.

Guo Ge'er once again realized Lan An's fighting power. Lan An really didn't care about his life. Fortunately, Lan An was not tall and was relatively thin, otherwise Brother Man and Brother Han would not only be injured, but would probably have broken arms and legs.

"An'an~"

Guo Geer saw his brother wake up, he finally saw his savior

"Anger, brother is awake and calling you."

When Lan An heard this, he stopped and ran into the room. Seeing Zhang Xiaomo open his eyes, he immediately ran over and hugged him tightly.

Zhang Xiaomo helped Lan An to tidy up his messy hair, looked at his bare feet, and coaxed him softly.

"An An, I'm sorry for making you worry. I guess you've been waiting for a long time."

Lan Euan looked up and finally saw the smiling face he wanted to see the most. Even though he hadn't seen it for only one day, he missed it so much.

Zhang Xiaomo raised his hand to wipe Lan An's tears. His almond-shaped eyes were almost swollen like big light bulbs.

"An An, don't cry. Your husband is heartbroken."

"Zhang Xiaomo, they all bully me. When you're not around, everyone bullies me."

Zhang Xiaomo looked at the injuries on Brother Man and Brother Han's faces, then looked at Brother Guo, and spoke softly.

"I know, they are all bad people who bullied An An. Your husband will help you get revenge, okay? Come, give your husband a hug."

Lan An fell into Zhang Xiaomo's arms and burst into tears. Zhang Xiaomo gently comforted her, but the person in his arms was crying so hard that she was about to die. There was nothing he could do but to kiss her soft lips.

Guo Ge'er was also very sensible. He used his eyes to signal others to leave the room and did not forget to close the door for them.

"Brother Man, Brother Han, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, the master woke up in time, otherwise he would have been injured for a hundred days."

"I really can't believe that Master An is so skilled."

Xue Ge'er and Bai Lu took medicine to help them treat their wounds. There were many bruises on their bodies, especially on their faces, which was a bit unbearable to look at.

Guo Ge'er was also very glad that his brother woke up. It was too scary to see Lan Euan go crazy.