Lotus dock
Wei Wuxian has been in a coma for a few days because of a fever. Medical practitioners have come in waves, and they are all helpless
Everyone knows that Wei Wuxian, the eldest disciple of the Yunmeng Jiang family, is the son of Wei Changze and Zang Shansan. Because his parents died early, he was adopted by his old friend Jiang Fengmian. The couple regarded Wei Wuxian as their own. Wei Wuxian was gifted and talented. At the age of ten, Jiedan, not only reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but also made Mrs. Yu's talisman study to the fullest, but unfortunately - suffered from heart disease, so the family regarded him as a treasure and rarely went out
"Xian Xian, Xian Xian, wake up, okay? Senior sister made you your favorite lotus root sparerib soup"
The person on the bed is fourteen years old this year. Although he has been sick for many years and has a high fever at the moment, it is not difficult to see that he is handsome, handsome, fair-skinned and transparent, that is so typical of aristocratic families. The son ranks fourth
"Wei Wuxian, you have been sleeping for a few days, aren't you going to wake up?"
"*, you speak well to me"
Mrs. Yu slapped her son on the head. Mrs. Yu is known to the world for loving Wei Ying, more than a pair of her own children
"Auntie, I doubt that Wei Wuxian is your own. I hold him in my hand day by day, hum, I look like you picked it up."
"You just picked it up"
"Auntie -"
"Shut up"
Mrs. Yu saw that Wei Ying on the bed frowned, her fingers moved slightly, and there seemed to be signs of waking up
"A Xian?"
"Teacher... mother"
Wei Wuxian struggled to get up
"Ah Xian, don't move, you still have a fever"
Mrs. Yu stopped Wei Wuxian and touched his forehead, it was still very hot
"Sister, Jiang Cheng"
"Xian Xian, you scared Senior Sister to death"
"Brat, are you willing to wake up?"
"Acheng -"
"Sister, can I stop talking?"
Jiang Cheng stroked his head and sat down beside Wei Wuxian's bed
"I'm sorry I made you worry again"
"A Xian, we are a family, don't think too much, take good care of your body, your Uncle Jiang heard that Yunmeng came to a magic doctor, and he has a hand in curing palpitations. He went to find it for you, our A Xian will be fine"
"Mmm."
"Then you take a break, I'll go to the martial arts field to see your junior brothers and the others"
"Okay."
"Go, don't disturb A Xian's rest"
Mrs. Yu also called Jiang Wanli and Jiang Cheng out
Wei Wuxian lay on the bed and hit his head with his hand. He had a long, long dream, but when he woke up, he didn't remember anything. He just felt like he had forgotten something important. In general, his heart hurts faintly. In the dream, he seemed to be very sad, and a white figure fell in front of him. He wanted to see the person's appearance clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly. A voice in his ear kept repeating "Wei Ying, live well. Wei Ying, I like your smile..."
"His heart disease is congenitally inherited, did his parents have it too?"
The magic doctor sat by Wei Wuxian's bed to check his pulse, and at this moment Wei Ying fell into a coma again
Jiang Fengmian and Mrs. Yu looked at each other. Wei Changze and Zang Se left early, and they had never heard of any of them suffering from heart disease
"I've never heard of Ah Xian's disease, old sir..."
"If it is impossible to cure it, I can only make it try not to get sick, and you must also be careful not to stimulate him, rest and recuperate, it is still no big problem."
"Then Feng Mian thanked Mr. here"
Jiang Fengmian bowed to the doctor and saluted
"No need to be polite, this is the duty of the practitioner"