The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan leaned on the bed tired and patted the side of the bed: "sit down and show me my mother's legs."

"No, No." Chen imperial concubine repeatedly waved a hand: "I don't walk here, you sleep for a while, hungry thirsty say, mother wait on."

"Mother."

Wen Ruolan struggles to get up, Chen imperial concubine comes to press her shoulder in a hurry: "it's not easy to survive, more rest is."

"Now the king's mind is upset. As the Empress Dowager said, harmony in the backyard is the most important thing. After kneeling for such a long time, I'm sure I've hurt my muscles and bones. It's better to take medicine if I show you." Wen Ruolan looked at the position of her knee, where there was a faint color of blood. She could not help frowning: "without you, where can we have our family? After all, your credit. "

This warm heart warm lung words provoked Chen imperial concubine to wipe tears, sat beside the bed and sighed: "if LAN ah, is also the mother can't think of it, but if you know you go to save the mother, I will not think of it anyway."

"Don't mention the past. You've had a good baby. You'll have to take care of your grandson in the future." Wen Ruolan raised his hand.

Chen imperial concubine where willing to let Wen Ruolan move, oneself stretched out a hand to lift up skirt, inside pants knee position already blood red, Wen Ruolan canthus straight draw, raise a voice: "eight Liang."

Eight Liang had already squatted outside the door, and her voice was hoarse. When she heard Wen Ruolan calling herself, her mouth trembled: "ah, ah, here it is."

Wen Ruolan heard that Ba Liang's voice was hoarse, and her heart was in a panic. If it wasn't for Ba Liang's insistence on letting his son come to see him today, he was afraid that he would not wake up.

"Bring the pen and paper." Wenruolan's voice was softer than usual.

Eight Liang hurried to take a pen and paper, Chen imperial concubine took in the past: "if LAN says is, don't move disorderly, lest hurt the body."

Wen Ruolan dictated a prescription for removing blood stasis and relieving pain, and asked imperial concubine Chen to write a prescription for purging fire and moistening throat.

"Eight Liang, go and take the medicine and give it to the back kitchen. Let them cook it well and send it to me. One for each of you." Wen Ruolan looked at himself and said, "what's the matter? Now I think of fear? "

"Eight Liang shook his head:" Miss, eight Liang is happy, you just wake up, don't bother, eight Liang to do these things

"Eight Liang." Wen Ruolan stopped her and saw that she turned around and said, "you are my personal person. Let others do what they should do. After that, you will be by my side and learn to be a steward."

She didn't respond to it at the time of August 21. When she got to know it, her mouth would be wide open to her ears. If Miss is good, she will be good. Miss is a blessing in disguise, and she is also a blessing in disguise. In the future, she will have to protect what she says.

Prince Rui's house held a banquet for seven days and nights, and Wen Ruolan was almost recovered, always supporting her with eight Liang.

"Miss, you can't be tired. Lie down again." Eight Liang light coax.

Wen Ruolan sighed: "this hot day, you close the doors and windows tightly, I smell the smell of rancid, and then walk to recover quickly, obedient, help me walk."

However, she had to come to help her get up and squat down to help her put on her shoes and socks. Then she helped Wen Ruolan walk around the room slowly.

With a sweat, Wen Ruolan knew that he was really empty, and stood firm with BA Liang: "by the way, why didn't the child come to feed today?"

Mentioning Xiao Shizi, Ba Liang immediately looked up and down: "Miss, you said it's amazing. Xiao Shizi gave birth prematurely, but she didn't eat, drink or sleep for three days. As a result, she woke up. When she was full, she just snored and didn't cry when she woke up. She looked around and looked around for her. Now she was sleeping a lot. When she woke up, she came to her."

Referring to her children, Wen Ruolan's heart became soft, and she raised her chin haughtily: "that's right, and I don't know who your young lady is? It must be good to have a baby. "

Ba Liang chuckled: "no, it can't be compared. Furong's child is three months older than our little son, right? As a result, it's better for us to cry every night and scratch our heart and liver. "

"No, I have to give this little thing a name." Wenruolandon said: "why didn't Furong see you?"

"I've been here several times, and guess what? The Empress Dowager of our family went directly to the door of the house and said that all the children were suckling, and the young lady couldn't see her in the confinement, so as not to take away the milk and starve the baby, but she couldn't Eight Liang holding Wen Ruolan sitting on the soft couch, smile: "miss but thousands of favorite."

"My aunt is too careful. It's not good to neglect hibiscus." Wen Ruolan thought: "eight Liang, go to the warehouse to find some warm tonic, and then take some children's things to send in, tell Furong to wait for me slowly, go to see her."

"Yes." Eight Liang helped her to get up: "Miss, lie down for a while, eight Liang asked someone to wait at the door, go back."

"Go ahead." Wen Ruolan went to the bedside to lie down and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "I'm really fumigated by the smell of this room."

"Bah, bah, bah! Good luck, miss. She can't say that. She's so terrible that her legs and stomach are cramped when she hears it. " Ba Liang looked around and whispered, "I'll go and make a crack in the window outside. Then I'll prepare hot soup for the lady in the evening. Is that all right?"

Wen Ruolan nodded with a smile.

Across the courtyard, Furong is coaxing the baby in her arms. A maid comes in with eight Liang.

As soon as he entered the door, eight Liang would smile like flowers: "madam, miss, let eight Liang come to see you."

Furong got up in a hurry: "ruolanko is well?"

"Well, it's OK, but I can't go out during the month of confinement. I don't want you to send some things here. Miss said, but I can't make my wife feel lonely." I'll send someone in.

Two girls came in with two big boxes and put them on the table.

Eight Liang opened a box: "these are warm tonic tonic, and some to the courtyard of the small kitchen." Then he opened another box: "these are all useful, madam. I'll wait for some days. The lady said that she would come to see you when she was ready."

Hibiscus smile gently: "thank you for the eight two girls, let Ruolan take good care of it, don't worry."

"Ah, that's eight Liang. Miss, I'm not sure about eight Liang alone." With that, he looked at the maid and mother-in-law who were waiting on Furong, and raised his voice: "it's very nice to be waiting on her. If there's something wrong, the princess will take care of your skin if she's not happy."

Furong looked at the eight Liang stormy gone, eyes are envious, so many years, if the people around LAN are so good, and then look at themselves, gently sigh, turn back to sit in the cradle, looking at the sleeping child, eyes are also gentle a lot, muttering: "your father do not know how, there is no news."

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When Dongfang Yi comes to the door, the maid who is waiting outside bends over: "Lord."

Pushing the door open, Dongfang Yi comes in and sees Wen Ruolan on the bed. As a result, there is no one except her. Suddenly, her face is not good-looking. She goes to the bedside and says, "where are the people?"

Wen Ruolan opened his eyes: "don't you lie down?"

"No, eight liang? How can we not serve you? I'll be punished Dongfang Yi sat by the bed: "how are you today?"

"All right." Wen Ruolan gave him a piece of land: "my people can't be punished by you. Besides, Furong has been here for such a long time. How can I have to go and have a look?"

"Well, it's up to you. Can I sleep here for a while?" When Dongfang Yi asks, he lies down, turns over and puts his big hand on Wen Ruolan's waist.

Wen Ruolan said helplessly: "I don't like the smell of this room?"

"I don't mind. Just be here." Dongfang Yi touches the pillow, mumbles and goes to sleep.

Wen Ruolan looks at him, the third couple? Is this man addicted to being a husband for himself?