Chu Fengteng examined the patient seriously for a while, then gently withdrew his hand.
Jun Yan asked with concern: "Brother Feng Teng, how is my mother?"
Mother?!
Xiao Yi thought he heard wrongly: "Master Yan, what did you just say?"
Jun Yan was worried that there was no one to show off to! He placed his hands on his hips triumphantly: "Uncle Xiao, let me introduce you, this is my mother! I just recognized her today!"
He had an extremely cute smile on his little face. Compared with his usual aloofness at Jun's house, he looked like a completely different person.
Xiao Yi was stunned...
No, are you making progress so fast?!
He remembered that the last time they met, Master Yan still wanted to marry Miss Yan!
Even if you recognize your godmother... you won't change your name to mom so quickly, right?!
It seems like I missed something big?!
Damn! If I had known earlier, I would have come to Yan’s house earlier!!!
People who eat melons cannot accept it!
Unlike Xiao Yi's shock, Chu Fengteng was very calm: "Brother Xiao Yan, don't worry, Aunt Xiaoxing is fine."
"But I think mom is too thin! She hasn't gained weight even after eating for so long..." Jun Yan sighed.
Chu Fengteng stretched out his hand and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "When I was in the entertainment industry, I dieted excessively to stay in shape, which led to disharmony between the spleen and stomach... Fortunately, it didn't damage the root cause. I prescribed two doses of medicine to restore the bowels.
good."
Since he knew that the person was not Aunt Xiaoxing, he didn't even call her by name when he said this.
When Yan Wang heard this, he clenched his fists unconsciously, and his disgust for that impostor deepened!
He tried hard to control his emotions and asked reluctantly: "How long do I need to take the medicine?"
"Two months." Chu Fengteng calculated the dose, "Traditional Chinese medicine relies on nourishment and is not as effective as Western medicine with one shot. In addition, I can make those medicinal materials into pills, so Aunt Xiaoxing does not have to drink bitter Chinese medicine.
Just take one pill after breakfast every day.”
Jun Yan nodded obediently: "I will remember to remind mom to take medicine."
Yan Yueqing didn't like every medicine equally, but seeing his two sons caring so much about him, he still nodded and said: "Okay~"
In fact, her body is a trivial matter, but the baby's health is the big one, right?!
Western medicine is not good at it, but Chinese medicine...for the time being, we can only place our hope on the old Chinese player Feng Teng said.
Yan Yueqing suddenly thought of something and called out to the system: "System, can it detect what kind of disease my son has? Are there any treatment potions in the mall that can be redeemed?!"
The system snorted: "Who do you think I am? The Wanjie Trading Center?!"
It seems that there is not...
Yan Yueqing comforted herself: "It's okay, medicine is so advanced now, there is always a chance to cure the baby!"
The system was silent.
The little master never gets sick...
However, even Su Zihu's dissipating consciousness fragments can be caught by her. Maybe there are other unknown surprises in this world?
The system did not dare to say anything, it said slowly and mysteriously: "The opportunity has not come yet."
The opportunity has not come?! Yan Yueqing pondered the words of the little magic stick, and his eyes became a little far-reaching...
Yan Wang reached out and pulled her sleeve: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
Yan Yueqing was interrupted and looked at her son gently: "It's nothing, mom is just thinking about how to entertain Mr. Bai when he comes?"
"Grandpa Bai has a free and easy personality, and he is easy-going." Chu Fengteng seemed to see through her worries and gently comforted her, "Aunt Xiaoxing, don't worry too much."
"That's good." Yan Yueqing nodded.
Yan Wan looked at his mother's frowning eyebrows and guessed something: "Mom, don't worry, I know what's going on."
He was born with memories. He had seen his mother holding him in her arms and cherishing him, and he had also seen the disgust and disgust in the eyes of the impostor. He heard his grandfather sighing softly next to his cradle, and he also knew that a younger brother was secretly
Brought to my biological father...
When I was four years old, I met a person.
Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he is elegant and full of pressure.
He told me many things and taught him many things.
Yan Wan finally understood why his mother had changed so much? Why did his grandfather dare not take him home?
Finally... the other party slowly spoke: "You are extremely smart, so you can naturally understand where I am coming from. Originally, I could have taken action directly, but I still waited until you were so old before I came to see you and ask what you meant..."
Yan Wan nodded: "I don't know what you want to do? But as long as you can get your mother back, I agree."
So, in exchange, he got really sick.
On the night when he called the impostor, the other party took away part of his soul fragments...
Only by using the fragments of blood relatives to light the ever-lasting soul lamp in the flow of time can she be guided back to this world correctly.
Yan Wang knew that that person was himself.
This is me in my thirties, who has never met my mother.
It was myself who, with pain and longing, tried hard to bring her back.
Her coming back is never a one-person effort...
Yan Wang knew that saying such things would make his mother feel very guilty.
If uninformed trolls find out, they will also say: Ah, Yan Yueqing knows how to enjoy herself, and all her happiness comes from her husband and son.
But so what? This is their little wish!
I was indeed frail and sickly when I was young. I spent several years in the hospital and gradually got better. After that experience, I became completely frail.
But, he never regretted it!
Just be sick. If you have a chance, you can cure it. If you can't, it doesn't matter.
Yan Wang raised his eyelashes and comforted his mother: "It's really okay."
He was very confident in his heart that the person was himself after all, and even if he made an equal exchange, it would not cost him his life.
As long as your life is safe, what else does it matter?
Yan Yueqing looked at his unusually mature son and felt indescribable pain in his heart...
She stretched out her hand and took her little son into her arms: "As long as it can help you get better, mom is willing to do anything -"
"Mom." Yan Wang interrupted her quickly.
Such an oath cannot be made casually!
He reached out and touched Yan Yueqing's face, the tenderness that was palpable was palpable.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Mom... I will get better, don't worry."
How could Yan Yueqing not know that her son was comforting her? Her heart ached and she hugged the baby tighter: "Okay, mommy believes that the baby will get better soon!"
Jun Yan looked at this scene of a loving mother and a filial son, and felt inexplicably distressed.
After a long time, he finally said: "Mom, don't worry, there are so many doctors in the world. I asked dad to invite all the good doctors over. I don't believe I can't cure my brother."
Chu Fengteng also said: "Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are very good. Aunt Xiaoxing, don't worry too much about the uncertain future."
Yan Yueqing nodded: "Well, okay!"
Suddenly a sweet voice came from the door: "Godmother, Godmother, I'm here~~~"
