Eagle's Double Yolk Egg

"Don't think about her anymore...see if I'm okay..." Huang Lian's voice was full of tears.

With a bit of fear and begging, it was like a wish that had been hidden for a long time, and he dared not and could not say it.

Huang Yaoshi trembled, his hands even trembled, and he looked at Huang Lian with a look of scrutiny in his eyes for the first time.

Having been together for 15 years, Huang Yaoshi knows Huang Lian best. Under normal circumstances, if he is confused by this disease, it is normal to call him Daddy, but Huang Lian called his own name.

Although Huang Yaoshi didn't care about the code of etiquette, he didn't care even if he called his name directly between father and son, but the person who called him by his name was Huang Lian.

Yaoshi Huang, I like you.

He also heard this sentence many years ago. At that time, the girl in pink had a bright smile on her face, with a bit of shyness hidden in her eyes.

In the end, the girl became his wife, accompanied him, and died for him.

And now, someone called his name again and said he liked him, and this person was the son she gave birth to for him.

Can't say what it feels like, disgusted?

If other men dared to call his name to confess, he might be disgusted.

But now this person is his son.

It is he who has spoiled and accompanied him for 15 years, a son who always thinks of him.

Looking at Huang Lian's flushed face, Huang Yaoshi was a little at a loss.

He didn't know that his silly son would have such thoughts on him, and he was afraid that if he hadn't really become ill and confused this time, he wouldn't have let him know.

Thinking of this, I feel a little distressed.

Father-son incest, even for a deviant person like him, would feel like a bolt from the blue.

As for my son, did he feel... scared at that time?

Huang Yaoshi withdrew his hand covering Huang Lian's eyes, and found that Huang Lian had fallen asleep at some point, more precisely, he was in a coma. Huang Yaoshi got up and put Huang Lian on the bed.

After a while of silence, he sighed.

It has to be said that Huang Lian chose a good time to confess. If he was not injured or sick, or even not on the front line of life and death like this, Huang Yaoshi would have to teach him a lesson, and then he would never see him again before he gave up on him.

But now, Huang Yaoshi couldn't see him, let alone walk away.

Huang Yaoshi finally understood why his son was always afraid and couldn't let go.

Not even as rebellious as her daughter, "Why bother..."

Why bother to fall in love with such an old man like him, Huang Yaoshi was only wearing a white undershirt, he touched the jade flute, closed his eyes and opened them again, the emotion in his eyes had gone away.

It's not disgusting or disgusting, but it will never accept it.

Huang Lian was his son, and Huang Yaoshi would not allow anyone to ruin him, including himself.

Huang Lian's health was not good at all, and he was injured one after another recently. This time, he was injured and fell into the lake, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

Even if Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng surrounded him every day, it would not be good.

The medicine was delivered to Huang Yaoshi by the disciples of the Beggar Clan in the evening of the second day. Although it is not a legendary medicinal material like Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, it is definitely not common.

This is also thanks to the fact that the Beggars' Gang is the largest gang in the world, otherwise they really wouldn't have this speed.

Huang Yaoshi naturally knew this, and he didn't say anything after taking the medicine. This was the favor he owed.

Huang Lian drank the medicine, but the fever still did not subside. Even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't recognize anyone. Ouyang Feng was the number one expert in using poison in eagle shooting. If there was no Huang Yaoshi, he would be the number one. The doctor, seeing Huang Lian's appearance, thought to himself, "Isn't this stupid?"

If Huang Lian really had troubles, the feud between himself and Huang Yaoshi would be settled.

After all, he was the one who let Wanyan Honglie and the others go. If Huang Lian was fine, then this matter would naturally pass.

Ouyang Feng thought about the pros and cons, and also took out the medicines that Ouyang Feng kept with him. Those that Ouyang Feng could carry with him were all life-saving medicines. When his life was not in danger, even he himself was reluctant to take it.

At this time, nothing is more important than Huang Lian, Huang Yaoshi naturally saw the preciousness of the medicine, if Ouyang Feng hadn't asked him for a martial arts competition, the spiritual master would not have had the chance to hurt his own son, so Huang Yaoshi was not polite at all, He directly took it and fed it to Huang Lian.

The sick Huang Lian was extraordinarily well-behaved, even with a kind of natural vigilance, as long as Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were around, he would never say any nonsense.

Unless only Huang Yaoshi was with him, he would mutter something that Huang Yaoshi couldn't understand.

It's just like the confession on the first day, but I never said it again.

Sometimes Huang Yaoshi wondered if his son did it on purpose.

But this suspicion disappeared when he saw the rapidly thinning face in the next second.

Huang Yaoshi never thought that his children would die earlier than himself. He always thought that when the children were married and had their own lives, he would go to accompany Ah Heng.

Only now, there is an extra guilt.

Yes, guilt.

In Huang Yaoshi's view, Huang Lian was raised by him alone, and it was because of him that Huang Lian had such feelings, not to mention that he hadn't noticed it all the time.

This is the first time that Huang Yaoshi feels guilty towards someone other than Feng Heng, but what Huang Yaoshi doesn't know is that sometimes guilt is just the beginning.

Only now did Huang Yaoshi understand what kind of mood his son had when he said that he would be with him forever, was he too lonely to be discovered by Huang Lian, or Huang Lian was actually too lonely, and they accompanied each other.

Huang Yaoshi didn't know if this kind of companionship gave his son the illusion.

In fact, he doesn't understand love, even Feng Heng confessed his love before him.

Huang Yaoshi's love can be said to be told by Feng Heng. He doesn't know what kind of heartbeat can break through a kind of moral boundary.

Huang Yaoshi doesn't even care about the worldly etiquette, what he cares about now is only this pair of children.

On the fourth day, Huang Lian's fever subsided.

He didn't burn out like Ouyang Feng was worried about, nor did Huang Yaoshi struggle with the emotional problems for so many days. The first thing Huang Lian did when he woke up was... licking his lips and saying, "Daddy, I'm hungry."

Huang Lian didn't violate her nature of being a foodie at all.

In fact, it's not Huang Lian's fault. He was in a daze with a fever at that time, and he didn't remember what he said at all. He only felt the bitterness and astringency in his mouth, which was extremely uncomfortable.

In the past few days in a coma, Huang Lian's stomach was filled with either medicine juice or rice soup every day. Without any staple food, how could he not be hungry.

But Huang Lian should also be lucky, because when he was unconscious, he didn't eat, so Huang Yaoshi only had to take care of him to urinate and not to defecate.

Otherwise, if you let him know, you will be ashamed to die.

Huang Lian woke up, and Huang Yaoshi breathed a sigh of relief. These days, Huang Yaoshi's energy can be said to be highly concentrated, even a master like Huang Yaoshi can't stand it.

Although both Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng wanted him to rest and look after Huang Lian for him, how could he rest assured.

Hearing his son shouting that he was hungry, Huang Yaoshi glanced at him, then turned around and brought a bowl of porridge.

Huang Lian wanted to prop himself up to eat, but his body was extremely sore and his chest was still hurting. He reached out to touch his chest and took a deep breath.

Although Venerable Lingzhi's Poison Sand Palm has been detoxified, it will not heal so quickly.

When Huang Yaoshi came in with the porridge, he saw his son's face wrinkled into a ball. Huang Yaoshi didn't wrinkle a bit, but suddenly felt that the thin Huang Lian looked...not pleasing to the eye.

In fact, Huang Lian at this time is more delicate and handsome. Without the baby fat Huang Lian, his facial features are more obvious, and he looks more like a gentleman.

Seeing that Huang Lian didn't look embarrassed at all, Huang Yaoshi guessed that Huang Lian didn't remember what he said at the beginning, and suddenly felt like hitting the cotton with his fist.

He had imagined a lot, and when Huang Lian woke up to deal with it, it was a pity that none of them were used. Therefore, the smarter the person, the more trouble he will have.

Huang Yaoshi helped Huang Lian up, let him lean on the bed, and watched him drink porridge.

Huang Lian took a sip, wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, "It's not because of daddy."

"I boiled this." Huang Yaoshi said as he brought out a bowl of dark medicine and looked at Huang Lian.

Huang Lian looked at the medicine and then at the porridge, and ate the porridge in suspense. Although the food cooked by Huang Yaoshi himself was very tempting, the medicine was not so tempting.

Huang Lian decided to drink the unattractive one last.

The author has something to say: Well, the most tragic thing is that Xiao Shou doesn’t know how to confess, and Xiao Gong struggles with himself~