Eighty Spicy Wife: The villain became my son-in-law

Chapter 202 Medical skills can only cure, not immortality

After the car entered the boundary of Taoxi, Tang Le felt inexplicably at ease.

For such a long time, after spring and summer, I feel more and more that this is home.

Yu Zhiye drove very steadily. On the way, grandma fell asleep. When she arrived at the door of the house, the big white goose in the yard called happily, and the geese... woke her up.

After Tang Le helped Huang Ying get out of the car, he helped her into the house.

Huang Ying was woken up just now, and when she opened her eyes, she was still a little drowsy.

Tang Le took the pillow for her, and as soon as she lay down, she became confused again.

Grandma's spirit is indeed not as good as before...

Tang Yue pulled a thin blanket over her waist.

The electric fan in the room was blowing on them, and she went to adjust the direction of the wind.

Her face was a little abnormally red, and as soon as she felt her pulse, she immediately discovered the problem.

"Yu Zhiye! Come here..."

Tang Le's voice trembled slightly.

Yu Zhiye, who was putting down the medicine box, heard her shout, and immediately turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Grandma's pulse...Look, I'm afraid..." Her eyes were full of timidity.

"Don't be afraid..."

Yu Zhiye exchanged glances with her, and immediately went over to feel Huang Ying's pulse.

"I... Maybe I was wrong just now..." Tang Yue's eye circles were already red, and he held back hard, that sour and hot surge.

Yu Zhiye pressed his three fingers together on the veins, his brows were slightly frowned, but his expression didn't change much.

Tang Yue watched him pursing his lips, his expression was as usual, and his heart was a little more stable.

"Grandma's pulse condition is indeed a bit flimsy... Maybe it's too hot today, and I'm suffering from heat stroke. I'll make some herbal tea, and when grandma wakes up, I'll ask her to drink some more."

Yu Zhiye's tone was calm, but Tang Lexi was still a little worried.

Although she is not very confident in her medical skills, she is also afraid that she is right.

Yu Zhiye smiled at her and said, "Do you not believe in my medical skills?"

"Of course not, how could I not believe you..." Tang Le looked at his grandmother worriedly, "I just don't believe the pulse I just called out."

"Okay, you're tired too, go lie down for a while." Yu Zhiye took her by the shoulders and led her out of the room.

Tang Lele was indeed tired, so he didn't even bother to go to the new house. He walked to the small room where he used to live, lay down on the small bed, and entered the space.

The temperature in Space's bedroom was suitable, and she soon entered a state of rest.

But Yu Zhiye was sitting on the chair that Gong Zhaoda originally made, and he didn't show any worry in front of Tang Leyi, which stained his brows and eyes.

Before the master left, it seemed that there was no warning and he left suddenly, but in fact, the old master had already felt it before he left.

In the recent state of grandma, her temperament has rejuvenated, but her memory is indeed degraded, and many organs in her body are also degraded.

This is the irresistible aging of human medicine.

Aging is irreversible, and medical skills can only cure diseases. No matter how he thinks of it, the effect will be minimal.

In fact, in the bottom of my grandma's heart, she had already prepared for the day when she left.

The one who couldn't accept it was Tang Yue.

She can't accept it.

This also worries Yu Zhi's ambition.

Tang Le only took a short nap and woke up.

Suddenly woke up from the dream.

She stumbled and teleported back from the space, turned over and got out of bed, still in shock.

"Yu Zhiye!"

She opened the door, came out of the house, trotted a few steps, and arrived in front of Yu Zhiye.

Seeing her awakened state, Yu Zhiye quickly stood up, and just as he stood up, a human bomb fell directly on top of him.

"Yu Zhiye!"

Tang Le rushed over and hugged him.

The dream just now was too real, so real... Even though she knew it was a dream, it still made her feel real pain.

She desperately opened her eyes to get rid of that dream, but still couldn't get rid of the pain in her heart.

Yu Zhiye was the only person she could think of, the first person she could call out when she was surrounded by terror.

Like hugging a driftwood, hug him, put your ear on his chest, feel the rhythm of his heartbeat, which is the rhythm that makes her fluttering heart settle down.

Yu Zhiye's voice came from above her head, "It's all right...you don't have to be afraid as I'm here."

Tang Yue moved his ears away, put his forehead against his chest, and bumped it lightly, hitting the position of his heart.

"Um……"

Yu Zhiye lowered his height, put his chin on Tang Yue's shoulder, and put his face against her ears. Her ears were a little cold, and she was really frightened just now.

"No matter what happens, no matter what you encounter, I'm always here...you don't have to be afraid, I'm here."

Yu Zhiye's voice was steady, just like his heartbeat, with a steady rhythm.

Whatever happened in front of him, he could get through it calmly.

But he was also afraid... Afraid that Tang Yue would be like this just now.

Yu Zhiye carefully hugged Tang Le, who was still in shock, and stroked her hair.

Probably for the sake of sleeping comfortably, she didn't wear a high ponytail, and her shiny black hair had grown to her waist, scattered on her shoulders and back, all over the floor.

His fingers separated, combed her hair, grabbed it, held it full, held it in the palm of his hand, and slipped it from his palm.

"Yes, your hair is long...do you want to cut it shorter?"

Yu Zhiye let her lean on him, found a relaxing topic, and led her to talk.

"Very long?" Tang Le raised his face and met his gaze.

"Long hair reaching waist... If you like to keep it long, you don't need to cut it." Yu Zhiye said casually.

"I also feel a little long, and I wanted to cut it a while ago, but there are really no haircuts in the town, and they all shave their heads... I was afraid that the cut would be too ugly, so I didn't dare to go."

Tang Lexi also spoke casually.

Yu Zhiye didn't ask her what frightened her, and she didn't want to recall it again, so under his gentle comfort, she chatted with him, diverted her mind, and stopped being immersed in it.

Yu Zhiye looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and smiled provocatively, "If it's just to cut it short, I can cut it for you."

Didn't expect him to get a haircut?

"You will?" Tang Yue's eyes were a little suspicious and curious.

"It's okay to cut the ends of the hair evenly." Yu Zhiye didn't boast.

Tang Lexi is also very generous. "Well, it's fine. I still trust your hand. After all, it's a hand that won't shake even with a scalpel."

She let go of her arm around him, "I'll take a pair of scissors, wait a minute."

Yu Zhiye immediately let go of her long hair.

Then, he saw her conjure a pair of scissors that a barber would use from behind.

Tang Yue handed the scissors to Yu Zhiye, "I'll trouble you, just cut it ten centimeters shorter for me."

Cut it ten centimeters shorter, which is about the same length, and it can be tied into a ponytail, which will be a lot neater.

(End of this chapter)