There was a voice outside, "Father, Mother hasn't gotten up yet, should I go and wake her?"

After washing up, Anji waited patiently for his meal. He remembered that when he woke up in the morning, his mother was lying face down on the bed, seemingly without any clothes on.

Strange, I was sleeping in my clothes last night, so who took my mother's clothes off?

Before he could figure it out, his father carried him out.

They even locked the door from the outside, probably to prevent Aunt Xiaoqian from going in.

He had already seen Ye Xiaoqian acting suspiciously at the door; she seemed very worried about her mother.

"Anji, be good. Mother is too tired. Let her sleep a little longer." An Rong's ears turned bright red as she thought about what had happened last night.

He had only experienced it once, and three years had passed since then, so he had long forgotten what it felt like.

Last night she was so alluring again, he couldn't control himself and took her several times, exhausting her.

As dawn approached, he reluctantly came out, embraced her, and was overwhelmed with emotion that lingered for a long time.

"Daddy, did you bully Mommy?" Anji asked, hands on his hips, looking at his father angrily.

An Rong pursed her lips, unsure how to answer. Saying yes was wrong, and saying no was even more wrong.

"Anji, you can't be rude." Yuan Doudou, dressed neatly, walked over with a limp.

An Rong immediately noticed the scarf around her neck, which her mother had knitted for her to keep warm in winter.

His ears turned even redder as if he had thought of something.

Last night I got carried away and didn't pay attention to avoiding certain places, making her too embarrassed to see anyone.

"Mommy, you're finally awake! Anji was afraid you'd never wake up again." Anji hugged his mother and acted spoiled.

As Ye Xiaoqian emerged from the outhouse, she was immediately captivated by Yuan Doudou's attire.

"DouDou, what's with this outfit? Wearing such a thick scarf in the middle of summer, aren't you afraid of getting heat rash?"

Ye Xiaoqian was consistent in her words and actions, trying to untie her scarf as she spoke.

"Hey, hey, no, no, I'm cold." Yuan Doudou quickly clutched her scarf tightly.

Ye Xiaoqian raised an eyebrow: "Doudou, you haven't caught a cold, have you?"

She reached out and placed her hand on DouDou's forehead; it was indeed a little hot.

"No, I'm fine. It's a bit chilly this morning. Oh dear, I'm so hungry. An Rong, is dinner ready yet?" Yuan Doudou looked at An Rong for help, while the culprit stood there watching the spectacle.

An Rong quickly replied, "Alright, let's eat."

After last night's intense encounter, he thought about how Dou Dou would wake up complaining of hunger. She usually eats less at night, so it's normal for her to be very hungry in the morning.

"Hey, DouDou, take this down before you eat."

Well, she still wouldn't let it go.

"No need, it'll be easy to catch a cold if you take it off." Yuan Doudou hurried into the kitchen, picked up the rice bowl and chopsticks.

There were only the two of them in the kitchen. Ye Xiaoqian took Anji to wash his hands.

"DouDou, I acted impulsively last night. How are you feeling now?" An Rong's deep eyes rippled with worry as he looked at DouDou.

Yuan Doudou rolled her eyes inwardly. Couldn't they just stop bringing up things she didn't want to talk about? She just wanted to pretend nothing had happened.

"An Rong, what did you say? I don't understand." Her face was full of question marks.

An Rong was stunned. Was she unwilling to admit it because she didn't want to face reality?

"DouDou, we are husband and wife, there is no one else here, you don't need to be so shy."

Yuan Doudou sneered, "Who said you're my wife? Your precious wife starved to death long ago."

But she couldn't say, "Why am I ashamed? I admit I had a dream and did some things I shouldn't have done in it, but you don't have to hold it against me, do you?"

She didn't care; as long as she didn't admit it, An Rong couldn't do anything about it.

An Rong was speechless for a moment, she actually thought she was dreaming.

Was the person in that dream yourself?

Was that me?

"Huh? What do you mean, is it you?"

"Am I the one who did things with you that we shouldn't have done?" An Rong looked at Dou Dou with deep affection.

Yuan Doudou: ...

Is this something I can say?

"Ah, this? Um, I can't remember."

At first, she really thought she was dreaming, but then the feeling was so real that she woke up as if from a dream. She wanted to push it away, but in an instant, she felt light and airy. It was strange and magical, and she was so intoxicated by it that she couldn't stop.

Seeing her guilty look, An Rong's lips gradually curled up. His wife was indeed shy.

"Okay, I'll make sure you remember it when I have the chance."

An Rong had just reached the door with the bowl in his hand when a sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through him. He lost his grip on the bowl, and it fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Yuan Doudou panicked and saw An Rong clutching his chest, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"An Rong!" Yuan Doudou rushed forward to support him, making him lean on her so he wouldn't fall to the ground.

"DouDou, what's wrong with him?" Ye Xiaoqian rushed over and asked.

Yuan Doudou tried to calm herself down: "Xiao Qian, go find Brother Qiqiang and ask him to arrange a car to take An Rong to town."

An Rong had already fainted and collapsed in her arms.

Could it be that the love poison in his body has taken effect?

Li Tianlang had previously said that he had three to six months left, so why did his condition flare up so quickly after only a few days back?

Ye Xiaoqian led Anji to call for help.

Yuan Doudou put An Rong on the ground, and while the car was still waiting, she went to pack some daily necessities and a change of clothes.

After she finished getting ready, Wang Qiqiang arrived in the Li family's oxcart.

"Where is she?" Wang Qiqiang asked as soon as he came in.

Yuan Doudou pointed to the kitchen, "Over there."

She wanted to pick him up, but her body ached terribly and she couldn't muster any strength.

"I'll carry him on my back, Xiaoqian, can you give me a hand?" Wang Qiqiang strode into the kitchen, where blood was everywhere, a shocking sight.

Ye Xiaoqian stayed behind to look after the house with Anji, while Wang Qiqiang drove the carriage, and she sat in the back with Anrong.

It was the same scene as when I took him to town before.

"DouDou, is An Rong's illness really that serious?" Wang Qiqiang asked while cracking his whip.

Yuan Doudou had no choice but to tell the truth.

Wang Qiqiang remained silent after listening.

"Big brother, I'm scared." Yuan Doudou was distraught.

For the first time, she felt afraid of losing someone.

This person is not a relative like a parent, but a lover, an intimate lover.

"Don't worry, An Rongfu is lucky, he'll be fine." He said the same thing three times.

That time, the time Wang rescued Anrong from the mountain.

Yuan Doudou smiled wryly: "The more hopeful you feel, the more disappointed you tend to be in the end."

She looked at An Rong, her face pale, like a lifeless doll.

"DouDou, don't be afraid, your big brother will always be with you." He knew that these words were unrealistic, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

Yuan Doudou pursed her lips and remained silent.

All she wanted was for An Rong to stay with her, and she was determined to get Li Tianlang to reveal the whereabouts of the antidote, no matter what.

Who poisoned him, and how can he be cured?

The sun hung low in the sky, and the oxcart stopped in front of Tianming Medical Clinic.

"Dou Dou, what brings you here?" Aunt Dan was overjoyed when she ran into Dou Dou getting off the bus after returning from grocery shopping.