The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1288 Pig Heart
An Ran paused as she left, and looked up.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and Yan Yun also looked back when he heard the voice.

Seeing An Ran standing at the door, he frowned slightly, "An Ran, when did you come?"

Facing the gazes of the two, An Ran lowered her eyes and said in a moderate voice, "Just arrived."

"It's just right, you come and take care of An An, I'll go see how the medicine is doing."

Yan Yun pushed An An away to get up, but An An not only did not let go, but hugged her hands even tighter, her fragile deer eyes were full of dependence, "Master~"

Roaring with a hoarse voice, she acted coquettishly and refused to let go.

Yan Yun patted An An on the shoulder, but pushed him away helplessly, "Master will show you the medicine, and let your senior sister An Ran stay with you, okay?"

He asked softly.

An An frowned and pouted, with a look of reluctance, "Then... Master has to come back soon."

"it is good."

An Ran quietly looked at the two masters and apprentices, obviously they were going to see a medicine, and it was as if they were parting from each other.

The three masters and apprentices, An An and Yan Yun are very close, she has nothing to do here now.

Gently put An An down, Yan Yun walked towards An Ran, "Take care of your junior sister."

"it is good."

Hearing An Ran's response to Yan Yun, he left.

The hall changed from three people to two in an instant, and An An, who was lying on the bed, called out weakly, "Senior Sister, don't stand and come and sit."

An Ran nodded and went to sit beside the bed.

"Cough cough..." An An coughed twice, her already pale face matched her appearance, with a pitiful sense of brokenness.

People can't help but want to feel pity.

"Cough, yes... I'm sorry." She coughed and said, "My angina pectoris is attacking again, please trouble sister."

"No trouble."

An Ran is almost word for word, and has no desire to chat too much, while An An is the complete opposite, very talkative.

"Senior sister, I'm not in good health, so Master paid more attention to me. Don't be angry if you neglected something before."

"Master said that everyone will be treated equally in the future."

"Mo Xuan's truth is that I'm sorry, I didn't expect her to be like this."

As she spoke, her voice became softer, as if she was recalling the past, "I was born with a heart disease, and Master not only didn't dislike it, but also kept looking for ways to treat it."

"When I had a heart attack, I wanted to die. It was Master who comforted me so I persisted."

"Master is really very kind, don't get angry with Master."

An Ran frowned slightly, and tilted her head to look at An An, "I didn't get angry with Master, did I?"

"You are my junior sister, and you are not in good health. Master should take care of you more."

"Ah..." An'an murmured, "It's good that you don't hold your breath."

"I thought the senior sister was angry because of this incident."

"Junior Sister An An is worrying too much." How could she be angry?

It's just... hope and disappointment again and again.

A few days ago, Yan Yun said that he would treat everyone equally and would not ignore them.

But the fact remains the same, nothing has changed.

I know in my heart that An An is sick and weak, just like a porcelain doll that breaks when touched, so it takes more time to maintain and love her.

However, understanding is one thing, and emotion is another.

An An is a porcelain doll that needs to be carefully cared for, while she is a thriving weed that can grow without human care.

Who will love and care?

"That's great." An An reached out to hold An Ran's hand, "We will be close teachers and sisters from now on."

An Ran quietly withdrew her hand, An An's expression was embarrassed and her eyes hurt when her hand fell.

"An'an, the medicine is here."

Hearing the voice behind, An Ran got up and shifted her position, Yan Yun passed by with the steaming medicine in her hand.

An Ran's nose moved slightly, her brows were deeply furrowed, "What is this?"

Just sitting down, Yan Yun stirred the soup and blew hot air, without turning his head, he said, "Pig heart."

(End of this chapter)