"Advance surgery?" Showa was so anxious that she was sweating, and said with a look of surprise: "Is there any danger?"

"Cough cough..." Xiahou Lie was shocked and coughed a few more times.

Chu Yunxiu, who was standing beside him, saw the sharp eyes of his palm clenched into fists, and immediately exclaimed: "Master, you are coughing up blood..."

"Xiahou Lie..." Mu Qingwan was shocked and wanted to give him acupuncture with the golden needle he carried with him, but he waved his hand to stop it. His cold and hard face was like a cold ice cone:

"It's okay for me. Tell me first, will it be dangerous for my grandmother to perform surgery in advance?"

"..." Mu Qingwan only felt that her mind was in a mess at this moment, but she knew that she could never be confused at such a critical moment. Now Xiahou Lie could no longer withstand any stimulation, so she breathed a little and looked into his eyes and said:

"If you believe me, grandma will be fine. You can lie down with peace of mind. I will come to see you after the surgery."

If she said she would treat him first at this time, this man would probably not be sure of death.

"Okay, I believe in you!" He looked at her deeply, without the sarcasm and coldness of the past, only enthusiasm and trust were left.

This look made Mu Qingwan's heart twitch suddenly, but she quickly turned her face and asked Showa to carry Su Hanzhi to the bed. Chu Yunxiu had already gone to the pharmacy to bring the things needed for the operation. Fortunately, it had been prepared long ago, so it didn't take long.

"You go to another room first..." Before Mu Qingwan could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Xiahou Lie: "I am lying on the imperial concubine's couch behind this screen."

Knowing that he was worried and his condition was urgent, Mu Qingwan stopped persuading him. He nodded quickly and signaled Showa to help him go out.

Mu Qingwan quickly grabbed the paper and picked up the pen and wrote a prescription and handed it to Chu Yunxiu, "Come on this to grab the medicine, boil it first for the emperor to drink."

Chu Yunxiu nodded quickly, and the imperial concubine's couch and the bed were separated by a screen, and only Mu Qingwan and Jinru were left on the bed.

Fortunately, Mu Qingwan used Mo Poppy to prepare an anesthetic beforehand, and now she just needs to mash it and give it to take it. Since Su Hanzhi is in a coma, Mu Qingwan directly feeds her anesthetic by mouthfeeling, and then cuts off several major arteries of Su Hanzhi.

When Jinru saw the silver knife in Mu Qingwan's hand, she finally couldn't help but change her face and said tremblingly: "Empress..."

The vibrato also made the two brothers behind the screen feel anxious. Xia Hou Lie's big hand pressed on his abdomen suddenly clenched, and the blue veins were revealed in an instant.

Mu Qingwan smiled and said deliberately loudly: "Madam, please believe me. I will definitely cure my grandma. Remember to wipe my sweat and hand me over later."

Her confident voice was filled with a force to calm people's hearts. The two people behind the screen quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Jinru gradually calmed down and nodded solemnly, indicating that she knew.

Mu Qingwan brought her homemade white gloves and mask, took a deep breath, and let Jinru lift Su Hanzhi's quilt, unbutton her clothes, gently pressed Su Hanzhi's bulging belly with her hands, and fucked the silver knife...

Jinru didn't dare to look at it at all. Even if she was calm, her hands were shaking constantly at this moment, trying to focus all her attention on Mu Qingwan. Looking at her neat movements and calm expression, her heart was still pounding.

She couldn't understand why even an old man who was used to life and death could not face it calmly. How could such a young girl be so calm and composed, and she couldn't help but feel a little more respectful to Mu Qingwan.

Mu Qingwan's forehead slowly began to seep out sweat beads, and Jinru quickly wiped her carefully.

The operation was always carried out in an orderly manner. Although Xiahou Lie was lying down, he did not close his eyes. He kept tilting his head, his eyes wide open, and the shadow of Mu Qingwan printed on the silk screen was reflected inside. Every move and every look, even through the screen, could be described in his heart without any mistake.

Even for a moment, he felt that he had entrusted his entire life to her, and she was his only god of refuge and faith.

Showa was standing by the bed all the time, his expression was rarely solemn, and the figurative shadow rippling on the screen under the shadow of the light.

The surroundings were very quiet and nervous. They just felt that they had been thrown into the vast ocean. The sound of magnificent waves rolled in their ears. Their bodies and hearts were floating and sank in the water. They were all waiting for the arrival of the life-saving straw with breath.

Time passed by minute by minute, as if it was passing very slowly, as if it was passing very fast. Xiahou Lie only vaguely remembered that Aunt Chu had come once and also fed him a very bitter medicine. He did not move, and his eyes were still looking at the shadow of the screen, allowing Aunt Chu to fiddle with it.

Jinru's hand was wiped with sweat from her hands and changed into pieces one after another. Just when Xiahou Lie was perhaps eternal, he could only hear a "dong" sound behind the screen, which was the sound of a heavy object falling into the water. In the quiet air, even the splash of water splashing and then landing on the ground was clearly audible.

Xiahou Lie suddenly jumped up like an electric shock. However, he had been in that position for too long, and he groaned in pain as soon as he got together. There seemed to be millions of ants scratching his neck. Showa wanted to help him, but as soon as he moved, he covered his legs and could no longer move.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Ru suddenly rushed out like an arrow, and soon the sound of vomiting came out. When she vomited for a while, Mu Qingwan had already started to suture the wound.

When the two saw that Madam Jinru just went out to vomit, they felt relieved a lot of her hanging heart. Looking at the screen, Mu Qingwan's hands were still moving in an orderly manner. When the wound was sutured, she was already exhausted.

"Empress...how's the master?"

After taking off her gloves, she wiped her sweat and took a deep breath. Then she said lightly but firmly:

"The operation is very successful. The anesthetic has not been passed yet. Grandma will wake up tomorrow morning."

As soon as Mu Qingwan finished speaking, her eyes flashed, and her body was tightly held in a warm arms. She wanted to look up, but a big hand pressed her head tightly. The familiar ambergris scent floated out of her nostrils. She pressed against his chest, and heard a drum-like heartbeat inside, and inexplicably felt unprecedented peace.

For a moment, she suddenly wanted to snuggle quietly in this warm embrace, not caring about any common things and troubles in the world, just like this, forever.

However, a dream that is too beautiful is easy to shatter after all, and in just a few seconds, it was shattered by the three words in my ears: "Thank you!"

A depressing thank you can hear the complex thoughts that the master has in these short three words.

My eyes suddenly touched the painting on the table not far away. Even though the face of the painting was blank, from the overall shape I painted, the clothes were beautiful and graceful, and it was not difficult to imagine what kind of beauty it was.

She looked up at the man in front of her, feeling a little disappointed. This time, it was not because he was not Hengzhi, but because she actually forgot that there was only one agreement between her and this man, only use and be exploited, no feelings, or even an enemy.

The eternal dream she had just imagined was just a dream, a joke, a joke that would be ridiculed by him.

If she falls in love with him, she will live worse than death.

This is his advice.

And what she has to do is to protect this heart.

Perhaps, the reason why she had such inexplicable fantasies was because she was too tiring for the operation just a few hours ago. When people were too tired, they often wanted to rely on a warm support. At this time, Xiahou Lie appeared at the right time, so she had such fantasies.

She said this to herself in her heart.

A faint smile appeared on his face, "How are you?"

Xiahou Lie was very sure that he saw the alienation in her smile, but his chest was still as if it was soaked in warm water, warm and comfortable.

He stretched out his wrist, "You can see it yourself."

Mu Qingwan diagnosed his pulse as he was in a silence. After taking the medicine, his face had improved a lot. In addition, when he heard the news that Su Hanzhi's successful operation, he lost his mental burden and became lighter.

The diagnosis result was as she guessed. It was very serious. But what was strange was that according to the pulse, his stomach disease was not so serious that he coughed up blood. Why did he suddenly cough up blood just now?

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

She shook her head in confusion, "Apart from stomach problems, your body is normal, but judging by diagnosis, you shouldn't have coughed up blood just now."

Xiahou Lie's face, which was originally warm, instantly condensed, "What do you mean?"

"I can't see it for the time being. I have to observe it for a while. You can go and rest first. I'll talk about it tomorrow if you have something to do."

Xiahou Lie's eyebrows were still frowning, but seeing that Su Hanzhi was sleeping heavily on the bed, and she looked tired, she nodded, "Shaohe, let me leave this to Madam Jinru and Aunt Chu, and you can go back and rest."

After saying that, he tucked Su Hanzhi's corners and hugged Mu Qingwan to the bedroom.

If it were normal, Mu Qingwan would definitely struggle, but now, for some reason, she just felt tired and her mind was as messy as a ball of slurry. She didn't want to move, and just wanted to find a big bed to rest, so she let Xiahou Lie hug her and half lead her away.

Back to the familiar room, she touched the big bed, and she fell asleep.

Xiahou Lie's delicate and enthusiastic gaze instantly fixed her. He sat blankly on the side of the bed for a while before he reached out and carefully took off the white jade hairpin from her head, allowing the black hair to pour on the pillow. The fine porcelain-like skin and stunning face were even more amazingly beautiful against the long black satin-like hair.

He leaned down in a daze, bent his arms, and hugged the jade man on the bed in his arms, and his lips accurately covered the bright red color on the hibiscus face.

The sleeping Mu Qingwan was imprisoned and felt a little uncomfortable, and habitually made a profit.

Xiahou Lie's eyes sank. Do you want to push me away even in your sleep?

His arms subconsciously tightened even more, and he wrapped her tightly in his arms. This was his wife, his woman, and he could not go anywhere except in his arms!

In the quiet inner room, one fell asleep quietly and the other looked at it in a daze. The two hugged each other tightly, and the atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful. I don’t know how long it took, but Xiahou Lie was about to fall asleep when a few crisp "Woo-woo--" sounds sounded under the bed. He turned his head and saw that it was the little beast he brought.

Obviously, Nuannuan tasted the sweetness last night and lay on this comfortable big bed with her kissing master. It was so warm and comfortable, much more comfortable than sleeping on the hard floor alone, so it came uninvited tonight.

However, when he saw the black-faced man lying on the bed of his master, he became depressed. He remembered that on the way here, this man had threatened it many times, and he threatened to throw it away every time, so he didn't understand. Since he didn't like me, then do everything possible to buy me?

It was not until it saw the beautiful hostess that it realized that the awkward man bought it to please the hostess.

Humph, although it didn't like the male owner who always had a cold face in his heart, in order to be able to sleep in the warm quilt, it seemed that it had to sacrifice its integrity.

So, it quickly set up its shape, just like at this moment, its eyes were staring at Xiahou Lie with its black pearls in a flash, and its tail was shaking constantly, with a sense of pleasingness to wag its tail and begging for mercy.

When I saw the dog's reflexive gloomy expression, I remembered the sweet smile when Mu Qingwan teased him yesterday, it disappeared without a trace.

However, it is obvious that his favor for it is only here. Seeing that it looks like it wants to climb up, Xiahou Lie immediately turned cold, pointed at the imperial concubine's couch not far away, and lowered his voice and shouted:

"Go and lie down on it, don't make a sound, or throw you out!"

Nuannuan whined, as if she was very unwilling to do so, and lay on the ground, her eyes still flashing at Xiahou Lie, her tail sweeping on the ground, looking aggrieved.

Logically speaking, as long as it is aggravated, anyone will be soft-hearted immediately, but today it is destined to be kicked to the ironclad.

Seeing it as if it was not leaving, Xiahou Lie snorted contempt and looked at the little woman who was sleeping in his arms. He gently put her down, and then he looked at the little beast on the ground with a warning that he would lift it up and teach it a lesson. Who would have thought that he would just stand up slightly? Nuannuan had noticed something was wrong, and suddenly stood up quickly, and with a whoosh, he crawled on the imperial concubine's couch, lying down, and his eyes were still cautiously looking at the man who was staring at it.

Xiahou Lie was amused and crying for a moment, but in order to create a deterrent effect, he still pointed at it with a cold face and whispered a warning:

"Just lying there. If you don't obey, I will throw you into the woods and see how those tigers and wolves deal with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around his waist, and then a cold body wrapped around him, pressing him tightly against his back.

His whole body became stiff, his mind suddenly became blank, and he didn't know how to move.

This is...it is the first time this woman takes the initiative to hug him!

Such an idea flashed through his mind in a daze. After several seconds, he realized, reached out and grabbed her hands, then turned around and hugged her, and covered her cold limbs in his arms.

He knew that her body had always been afraid of the chills, and just now, it must have been because she lost the warmth of his body that she couldn't help but approach him in her sleep.

Even though she knew that she had approached him as a "heat source" for warmth out of her physical instinct, the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising.

Nuannuan, who accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene, understood the fact that as long as this man is there, the work of helping her kiss the master to keep warm will never be the one who will take it.

What a shame!

The next morning, Mu Qingwan woke up and found that she was in a warm stove, warm and extremely comfortable. It was completely different from the past few days when she woke up in the cold. Her physique has always been cold, especially in winter. Even if the quilt was warm when she slept, the next morning, her hands and feet were definitely as cold as ice, and she woke up from the cold every time.
To be continued...