An Yanran smiled and said, "Mom, you said that just now, aren't you afraid that my dad really let you go?"
"Even if it is really not a problem, I will be back soon, and now your brother will not compete. Eliminate any of them will be a victory for us." Lian Jinrong shouted
He held the ginseng tea on the table, "By the way, do you drink the epidemic prevention tea that I have asked someone to give you every day?"
"I drank it, but I feel like I have endless energy to use in a day, and there is nothing else."
"Well, as long as we all survive this plague safely, it will be victory. The mother and son are afraid that they will be silent forever. An Qingran and An Mingchen die, Lian Jinyu must be crazy.
At that time, everything is ours. Mom waited for this day and waited for a long time, and finally God opened his eyes..." Lian Jinrong smiled a little crazy.
An Yanran also had a smile on her face: "In this way, I don't have to recognize her as her biological mother just to become a legitimate daughter?"
"Yes, you are my daughter, no one can take it away..."
"Mother, this time the incident happened so in line with God's will, we might be the one who worships Buddha."
"It's better to ask for others than to ask for others. What kind of Buddha is worshipping you?" Lian Jinrong smiled proudly.
Lian Jinyu was completely ill, which made Lian Jinrong even more proud. She didn't go to Dongguan Pavilion anymore, and the isolation continued because she told the general that the yard could not be used now, so she would disinfect it more and wait until she could pass it.
It’s ten days and half a month old, and it’s certain that it’s okay, these people can only be released.
The general also let her arrange it.
The food in Dongnuan Pavilion is quite good.
The old lady hasn't eaten meat for a long time. She is in a good mood and doesn't mind these things. She just told Lian Jinrong to give more examples to the Shen family and not let outsiders laugh at the General's Mansion.
Even Jinrong did the same.
Now, even if someone wants dragon meat, she will find a way to satisfy her. Only by comparing this can we see that the two are in charge of the family.
She, Lian Jinrong, had a way than Lian Jinyu, and she could not do it.
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Xichi Sanatorium.
An Qingran hugged Mingchen and frowned as soon as she entered. It was basically a yard for each person. There were many rooms in the sanatorium. Obviously, there were not many nobles who were infected with diseases and could still be used. The yard was full of lime.
The smell, and the ashes of mugwort. The people who come and take care of them are like beekeepers, wearing thick hats and thick clothes. They walk much clumsy when they walk.
Then he saw the people in the yard looking at them. Their faces were ashen, even more serious than Mingchen's. There was no desire to survive in their eyes. Looking at An Qingran was like looking at a monster.
An Qingran knew that if you can enter this yard, you may not be able to go out.
Just like in the previous life, this sanatorium received more than 150 people, but in the end only two people went out alive. She hoped that she could create miracles.
Hasn't she been creating miracles? This time I hope God will bless you.
She chose a corner herself, and no one was staying in the house for the time being because she was a healthy person. The person from the Imperial Hospital who brought her to knew her, so she sold her this favor and was happy that she could take care of the patients herself.
They can save energy.
An Qingran asked for a lot of lime and ordered some herbs, and the man agreed, because everyone here was well-known, and although he was inevitably dead after all, he died with a little dignity.
The day she entered the sanatorium, the prince received the news. He was very anxious and rushed there immediately. However, the guards knew that the matter was in critical condition and it was impossible to let the healthy prince go in. Dongfang Jin did not force himself, but ordered the dean.
, let him do everything possible to meet An Qingran's request.
An Qingran was quickly received special care. The things she wanted were always delivered quickly, and her requests were always resolved quickly. Her attitude towards her was very special and very respectful. An
Qingran felt strange. He was not an important person. Could it be that his father was doing some work outside?
Thinking of this, I feel a little more uncomfortable.
But she didn't know that someone else was taking care of her.
She didn't have time to think about anything else. When she got here, she saw and listened to all these things. She hugged the sick An Mingchen and was carefully sorting out why she had been so many days, Dongnuan Pavilion
There is no problem with the people in other yards, but something happened to An Mingchen?
His physical weakness is one aspect, but he really has no chance to contact outsiders.
While holding him, she touched his little hand carefully. Suddenly she remembered that the rash had risen first from her arm, so she took off his little jacket and carefully checked the location of the rash.
The first one was still red and swollen, without scabs. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration in her head, this little jacket!
She deserves to die. The plague is spread by contact, why didn't she expect it?
She put her hand on the table, put the little jacket on the table, and used a silver needle to pick the money open little by little. The sleeve was first picked up. She looked through it carefully and suddenly saw a piece of cloth on the sleeve.
She always thought that the smell was coming from An Mingchen's body, but she didn't expect it to be from here. She slowly picked up the cloth strip with scissors. It turned out that the cloth strip was really
Xiaojiao has nothing to do with it.
It's foreign!
An Qingran's face was so angry that it was gone. If she had not made any mistakes in analyzing it, it was this thing that made An Mingchen sick. Who put this thing in the little jacket he wore?
Usually, An Mingchen's food was passed by her hands, but she was not so concerned about the things she wore. The main reason was that she didn't think that if she was not well dressed, she would encounter any major events. As a result...
Who prepared the clothes for my younger brother?
Now she can't investigate.
So he sewed the jacket carefully, but it did not throw it away, and put it in a proper place and put it away.
After taking off his little jacket, An Mingchen became a little cold. He was fighting a cold war. Now this child seemed to be used to these pains. He was always quiet. His dark eyes looked at An Qingran, as if he was talking to her.
Tell her that she is very strong.
An Qingran cried again.
She really felt sorry for her.
After taking medicine for An Mingchen, he changed his clothes to clean clothes. This time it was sent by people from the sanatorium. It was a pure white cotton cloth, a big piece, and everything he did was enough, but An Qingran did not
Immediately cut it, but took off my clothes and wrapped them in Mingchen. She washed the cloth and put it in the sun.
This way it can be disinfected.
It was told by the master.
She wiped out the poison again in every corner of the room, and now the next thing she should do is to accompany her younger brother to recover quietly.