Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 506 Yan Su, who used to be dead long ago (1)
"I don't know what can make the girl feel touched, what is it?" A trace of nervousness flashed in Li Hui's gentle pupils, or a touch of excitement, and for a moment he forgot to let Dongnuan be polite.

Dong Nuan raised his head, looked at the two bamboo swords hanging on the wall again, and said, "Feeling."

"Feeling?" Li Hui gripped the wooden wheel a little tighter, "Miss, can you tell me how it feels?"

"The feeling between father and son." Dong Nuan so looked back at Li Hui.

Li Hui's eyes trembled, he grasped the wooden wheel tightly, and did not answer for a while.

"If the little girl feels wrong, I hope the adults will forgive me." Dong Nuangu said, and then bowed slightly to Li Hui.

"There is no right or wrong when it comes to feelings." Li Hui smiled and shook his head slightly, "Besides, the girl's feelings are not wrong. Those two bamboo swords do have the meaning of 'father and son'."

Father and son, father and son...

Li Hui suddenly closed his eyes in pain and coughed violently.

"Looking at the adults, the little girl should be a good father." Dong Nuangu looked at Li Hui who was coughing violently, and his heart was twisting.

In other words, since she just heard his conversation with Lou Yuan, her heart has been tightly twisted together.

It can be heard that this is such a kind and gentle elder, and it is precisely because of this that Lou Yuan, who always smiles in front of others, makes it impossible to guess what he is thinking, that respects him so much.

Such a kind and gentle person, speaking to a stranger like her who has never met before, is so gentle and courteous that one can feel the warmth in one's heart, but why... would it hurt her peaceful heart?

Thinking about Si Jixia, Dongnuan felt that his heart was twisted even more, and it was painful.

"My lord, are you... a good father?" Li Hui was still coughing, but Dong Nuan clenched his hands tightly into fists, looking down at Li Hui whose shoulders shrugged violently, and asked in a low voice.

Li Hui didn't answer Dong Nuangu's question, but his cough became more and more severe, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

There was a teapot and cups on the coffee table by the window, so Dong Nuan had seen it, but she had no intention of going over to pour a glass of water for Li Hui, she just watched him coughing so violently.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the window, shaking the bamboo forest in the yard rustling, and also shaking the green bamboo branches protruding through the window, hitting the window lattice one after another, as if beckoning to someone.

Dong Nuangu's expression was very serious, with a coldness, he fixedly looked at Li Hui, as if he could see through the thoughts in his heart.

After a while, Dong Nuan said slowly, "I'm sorry, I only told the lord the name of the little girl, but I forgot to tell the lord who the little girl is."

"The little girl's husband's family, surnamed Si, named Ji Xia, is the doctor who came to see you yesterday." Dong Nuangu paused, and then said, "This time, the little girl asked Mr. Ayuan to bring the little girl here. When I saw you, I just wanted to ask you something, nothing else."

Li Hui coughed for a long, long time before his breathing calmed down a little. He lowered his head and tightly grasped the chair with both hands, saying in a very hoarse voice: "I..."

"Not a good father, or rather, I'm not qualified to be a father at all."

"I... have no qualifications to be a father at all..." When Li Hui said this, he gripped the chair tightly, his face pale and painful.

Dong Nuan also clenched her hands tightly and bit her lower lip lightly. For a moment, she didn't know what to say or what to ask.

Li Hui coughed a few more times, then turned the wheelchair under him, looked at the chair beside the bed, and said, "If the girl is not in a hurry, how about sitting on the chair by the window?"

Li Hui's movements of turning the wheelchair were a little stiff and slow, it could be seen that he was not used to using this wheelchair.

Dong Nuan did not refuse, nodded slightly, and walked towards the window, but did not sit down in a hurry after reaching the window, but waited until Li Hui came to the window in his wheelchair. Sit down on the bamboo chair on the right.

Sitting in this position, through the window, the winter is warm so you can just see the bamboo sign hanging on the excellent black bamboo outside the window, and you can clearly see the word "An" engraved on the bamboo sign, this The word "An" made Dong Nuan look at it for a while before turning his gaze back to Li Hui who was sitting opposite her.

I saw that Li Hui was reaching out to turn over the teacup that was upside down on the tea tray on the table, and while lifting the teapot, he asked Dongnuan, "Cold tea, if you don't mind, I'll ask Ah Yuan to make a pot of hot tea."

"Don't bother me, my lord, I don't like drinking tea, so I don't care about hot or cold tea." Dong Nuan said calmly.

"Really." Li Hui filled a cup of tea, handed it to Dong Nuangu, smiled slightly, and said, "Li always likes to drink cold tea, and cold tea also tastes like cold tea."

After Li Hui poured tea for the sake of winter warmth, he poured himself a cup of tea.

Dong Nuan looked at the calm green tea juice in the white teacup, raised his hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked casually: "This black bamboo outside the window grows very well."

"Really, it's grown for 19 years, I don't know how many more years it can live." Li Hui just poured tea for himself, but didn't rush to drink it. He didn't even pick up the teacup, but listened Dong Nuangu then turned his head to look at the black bamboo outside the window, raised his hand, and caressed the green bamboo branch that stretched into the window, his movements and eyes were soft as if looking at a cute child.

"How many years has it grown, but my lord remembers it so clearly?" Dong Nuangu rubbed the cup wall, not looking at Li Hui, nor at the black bamboo outside the window, but looking down at his own reflection in the cup, and then Lifting his head slightly, he took a sip of tea juice.

Cold tea is bitter and astringent. She doesn't like tea, but she doesn't think there is much difference between cold tea and hot tea.

"Of course I remember." Li Hui caressed the bamboo branches, looked at the black bamboos in the courtyard, his eyes became softer, "Every bamboo here is planted by Li himself, and they are all like Li. A certain child is average, when he was born and how long he grew up, Li will naturally remember."

"Like a child...?" Dong Nuangu smiled lightly, his smile was a little cold, he still didn't look at Li Hui, and just took another sip of cold tea.

(End of this chapter)