Chapter 426 Believe! How could Second Aunt not believe you!
Lan Xiyue didn't even frown. She just turned slightly to avoid her big gift, and her voice was still calm: "I know. Get out."
Seeing her like this, Liu didn't dare to pester her anymore. She quickly got up, looked back every few steps, and retreated with worry and reluctance, closing the door gently.
The only people left in the room were Lan Xiyue and Yun Hua, who was coughing and gasping on the bed.
Lan Xiyue walked to the bedside and looked down at the face that was red due to the violent coughing and looked gray due to the long illness.
She took out a small white jade porcelain bottle directly from her wide sleeves.
She leaned over, her movements were not gentle, but even a little impatient. She pinched Yun Hua's jaw with one hand to force him to open his mouth, and with the other hand, she took the porcelain bottle and poured the clear liquid inside - the precious spiritual spring water - directly into him. Her movements were quick and decisive, even a little rough.
After taking the medicine, she immediately let go of her hand in disgust. She walked to the table and sat down, casually putting the empty jade bottle back into the space.
Then, she took out a plain white silk handkerchief and carefully and slowly wiped the fingers that had just pinched Yun Hua's chin, wiping each one very carefully.
After wiping, she casually threw the handkerchief on the table. With a flash of thought, she took out a coarse pottery bottle that was obviously much larger from the space and placed it on the table with a "dong". It was also filled with clear spiritual spring water.
Time passes by little by little.
Surprisingly, the heart-wrenching coughing on the bed gradually faded and eventually faded to silence. Yun Hua's rapid breathing also became slow and long.
After a while, his tightly closed eyes trembled a few times and slowly opened, and his eyes changed from painful and confused to gradually clear.
He struggled to prop himself up. Although he was still weak, the suffocating feeling and severe coughing that almost tore him apart miraculously disappeared.
"Cough... cough cough..." He tried to clear his throat, but only felt a slight itch, without the previous churning sensation.
He looked around in surprise, his gaze finally falling on the figure sitting quietly at the table with a somewhat distant and indifferent look.
"Lan, cousin Yueyue?" he said in a hoarse voice. "You, why are you here? I, I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time... a long time... just now..." He felt the strangeness in his body in confusion. The heavy shackles of pain like a mountain seemed to be relieved in an instant, leaving only the weakness and fatigue after a serious illness.
Lan Xiyue then raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze calm and unperturbed. "Awake?" She pointed to the earthenware bottle on the table. "Drink a few sips of the potion in here every day, at any time of day, for a full month. After a month, the root of your 'dirty disease' will be completely eradicated."
Her tone was as calm as if she were discussing the weather, but her next words suddenly turned cold, carrying with them an undisguised warning and disgust: "But remember this. This medicine will only cure you once. If you forget the pain after your wound has healed, and you dare to set foot in such a filthy place in the future and contract this despicable disease again..."
The corners of her lips curled up in a cold arc, her eyes sharp as a knife, "Then wait for the King of Hell to come and take you away. Even the gods can't save you."
Hearing this, Yun Hua's eyes, which had been dull due to long-term illness, suddenly burst into astonishing brightness, and his voice trembled with extreme surprise and disbelief: "Cousin Yueyue! You, you mean, my illness can really be cured? Really... can it be eradicated?" The huge hope instantly overwhelmed his long-standing despair, and his whole body glowed with a morbid blush.
Lan Xiyue ignored his excitement and didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, as if he was just air.
However, Yun Hua was overwhelmed by ecstasy at the moment and didn't care about her indifference.
He struggled to sit up straighter, his voice urgent and loud, swearing with a curse that he had survived a disaster: "Cousin Yueyue! I swear! I swear to God! As long as I can get well, I, Yunhua, will never set foot in that filthy place again in my life! I will turn over a new leaf and become a new man! I want to..." He was eager to confess his feelings and wanted to take out his heart to prove his determination.
Unfortunately, no one was destined to listen to his heartfelt words.
Lan Xiyue stood up indifferently when his emotions were at their highest and his oaths were the loudest.
She didn't even wait for him to finish the word "turn over a new leaf" and walked straight to the door, her movements quick and decisive, without any pause.
With a creak, the door opened and closed behind her, completely isolating the excited and incoherent voices in the room.
Outside the door, Liu, who had been holding her breath and almost putting her ear to the crack of the door, felt her heart sink to the bottom when she saw Lan Xiyue coming out so quickly.
Her face turned pale instantly, her lips trembled violently, and her voice was filled with tears and despair on the verge of collapse: "Yue, Yueyue, so soon, is it, is it that Hua'er is really, no... no hope?" Liu grabbed Lan Xiyue's sleeve tightly.
Lan Xiyue calmly untied her sleeve from her tightly clenched hands and said slowly, "Don't worry, Second Aunt. I've left the medicine." She raised her hand and pointed inside the room. "That coarse earthenware bottle on the table contains the medicine. Take it continuously for a month. At the end of the month, the root of his illness will be eradicated, and he should be fine."
Liu's eyes suddenly widened, as if she was hit by a huge pie, and she was unable to react for a moment.
The huge contrast between great hope and long-term despair made her completely confused, and her voice was erratic: "Yue, Yueyue? You...are you serious? Can you really get better?" She couldn't believe her ears, fearing that this was just a cruel joke.
Lan Xiyue nodded slightly. "Third cousin is awake now and in good spirits. You haven't heard him coughing yet. If you don't believe me, you can go in and take a look yourself."
When Liu heard this, she was overwhelmed with joy like a flood that broke through all her defenses in an instant.
Tears welled up in my eyes, no longer tears of despair, but tears of ecstasy and gratitude for having regained what had been lost.
"Believe! Believe! How could my second aunt not believe you!" She cried incoherently, "It's just that Hua'er has been ill for so long and is so seriously ill. I, I know it very well in my heart! So many famous doctors have come before and after, even the head of the Imperial Hospital was invited by your grandfather at the risk of his reputation, but...but they all shook their heads and sighed, saying that it has been too long, and no medicine is effective. I'm afraid, I'm afraid she won't survive this winter..."
She choked up, thinking of the days and nights of torment and verdict, and felt that Lan Xiyue's appearance was like a miracle, "Fortunately, fortunately, you are here, Yueyue! Yueyue... Second aunt... Second aunt, I really don't know how to thank you, I..." She was so excited that she wanted to kneel down again, but was stopped by Lan Xiyue's invisible aura.
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