A thought popped into Li Tianlang's head: if he were to use An Rong's life as a condition, would he allow Dou Dou to marry him?
This thought really came to mind when I thought about myself.
How can he force someone to do something they can't?
Seeing his furrowed brows, Yuan Doudou assumed he was in a difficult situation and felt quite grateful. Li Tianlang truly had the heart of a doctor.
He must have considered An Rong as family. He must have felt sad for An Rong when he heard that An Rong had given up treatment.
After a while, Yuan Doudou grew impatient. "Dr. Li, we've already thought it through; we just came to let you know."
It's a notification.
His indecisiveness is a complete waste of time.
Li Tianlang came to his senses, but Dou Dou had already turned and left.
"Wait a minute." He took out an oil paper package from the cabinet next to him.
"What?" Yuan Doudou was completely confused.
"You left this in my room yesterday." It smells sweet; it's probably some kind of pastry.
Yuan Doudou then remembered that she was the one who bought the honey-glazed pastries. Thinking of what An Rong had said, she smiled sweetly and said, "Dr. Li, you don't need to be so polite. Keep them and eat them. Consider it a token of my appreciation."
Li Tianlang was stunned.
Watching her walk away gracefully, like a lark taking flight.
It took him a while to snap out of his thoughts. He carefully opened the package, which contained Huang Liangliang's honey-glazed three-edged sword.
It was covered with sugar strands, making it crystal clear.
He has never liked sweets, but for the first time ever, he picked one up and put it in his mouth.
The sweet aroma of maltose spread in my mouth, like the sweet smile on her lips, or the shallow dimples on her cheeks, sweeter than honey.
The possessiveness deep within took root, sprouted, and grew into vines at an astonishing speed.
When Tian Qi returned from delivering the medicine, he saw Li Tianlang holding a honey-glazed knife, a satisfied smile on his face, a smile that carried an unfathomable emotion, like a sharp blade.
He felt a chill run down his spine; this was the first time he had ever met a man like this.
Tian Qi couldn't understand why her husband, who didn't like sweets, had eaten them today, and even enjoyed them so much.
Inside the ward, Yuan Doudou finished getting ready and stood by the bed, looking worried.
"An Rong, you can't walk." She wanted to carry him, but the size difference was too great, so it was out of the question.
An Rong sat on the edge of the bed, looking relaxed.
"It's alright, I can manage." The injury to my thigh isn't too serious; I can walk slowly.
Yuan Doudou was still worried. "Fine, I'll go find two helpers to carry you over."
It wasn't far from the clinic to the post station, so carrying him there wouldn't take much effort.
Just as An Rong was about to refuse, two people entered from outside, carrying a frame with cloth tied to it.
"Miss Yuan, the master sent us." The one in the lead was Sixi, the young man in charge of decocting the medicine.
Yuan Doudou's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise Li Tianlang in her heart for his meticulousness.
The two men carried An Rong out, and as they passed the front hall, they saw Li Tianlang standing at the door.
"DouDou, take him back first. I'll continue to try to find a way to cure the poison in his body. As soon as I have any news, I'll have Tian Qi inform you." Li Tianlang was full of sincerity.
Yuan Doudou cursed herself inwardly, realizing that she had underestimated Li Tianlang, who was indeed a doctor with high medical ethics.
"Thank you." She smiled, knowing that she had been causing Li Tianlang trouble ever since she met him.
Li Tianlang nodded and gave An Rong a meaningful look. An Rong had his eyes closed and was probably dozing off.
Anrong, DouDou is mine, you can't take her away.
Yuan Doudou was so focused on An Rong that she didn't notice Li Tianlang's eyes turning sinister.
They carried the stretcher out, with DouDou following beside them.
At the moment of turning, An Rong opened his eyes, his deep gaze seeing through everything.
Li Tianlang, you won't succeed.
On the way back, An Rong told them to stop.
"What's wrong, An Rong?" Yuan Doudou asked, puzzled.
An Rong gripped the edge of the stretcher with both hands, exerted a little force in her abdomen, and sat up.
"Give me a hand." He reached out his hand and looked at Yuan Doudou.
Yuan Doudou obediently stretched out her hand and let him hold it.
Her hands were so soft that An Rong's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of restraint appeared in his eyes.
An Rong used the strength to stand up and put his arm around Yuan Doudou's shoulder.
"Are you going to walk by yourself?" Yuan Doudou looked at him worriedly.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, we had no choice but to comply.
She gave the two young men a string of coins and sent them away.
Yuan Doudou wrapped one arm around his waist and grasped his hand with the other, bending over so that he could use her for leverage.
An Rong looked down at her struggling figure and smiled, "I can walk."
Holding her was just a casual thing; he was simply enjoying the brief pleasure of having his beloved wife in his arms.
The sun rose higher and higher, and the air became thin and hot.
Yuan Doudou's wispy hair was damp with sweat and stuck to her forehead.
She gritted her teeth, thinking bitterly, "An Rong, have you lost your mind and insisted on leaving by yourself?"
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Yuan Doudou was so hot she wanted to curse, but she couldn't curse at a sick person.
“You’re sweating.” An Rong stopped, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.
She tilted her head back, her gaze falling directly on his perfect jawline, and her heart skipped a beat.
His handsomeness is the kind that's good from every angle.
She began to have all sorts of wild thoughts. Given An Rong's appearance, wouldn't it be like a lamb entering a tiger's den if he joined the army?
The military camp is full of men who are too abstinent. They can't touch the women they long for, and they are likely to become psychologically twisted. When they see handsome men, they are easily aroused and have all sorts of fantasies.
He must be having a hard time, right?
Her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" An Rong had just wiped away his sweat when he suddenly noticed her sorrowful expression.
An Rong helped her stand up and wiped away the tears on her face.
Yuan Doudou sniffed and covered her eyes with the back of her hand, "Sand got in my eyes."
She's a girl who doesn't cry easily, so these tears have nothing to do with her.
An Rong affectionately pinched her nose, "Still being stubborn."
It must have been too hot, and she had been walking for a long time, that's why she cried in frustration.
It was his lack of consideration; he shouldn't have gone against Li Tianlang and caused his wife to suffer.
A magnificent carriage slowly came to a stop, blocking their path.
The curtain was lifted by a delicate hand, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty. The girl's eyes seemed to speak volumes as she stared intently at An Rong.
He was indeed here.
What Li Tianlang said is true.
"An Rong, come back with me." The woman smiled softly, her eyes reddening.
An Rong was completely stiff. How did she find this place?
Who tipped them off?
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and An Rong stared at Tie Rumeng with a chilling gaze.
Yuan Doudou immediately thought of that mistress and sighed, "These days, you can't be a mistress without a face that could eclipse the moon and shame the flowers."
What should I do? The other woman is right in front of me. Should I make the first move?
Forget it, let's wait and see An Rong's reaction.
An Rong glanced at Tie Rumeng, then resolutely took Yuan Doudou's hand and walked towards the post station.
Yuan Doudou wanted to laugh as she watched the girl's nostrils flare out in anger.
It turns out that no matter how beautiful you are, you'll become ugly when you're angry.
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