Chapter 535

Xiao Moli gave birth prematurely, and ye Hongshuang had a blood collapse again. She was very weak, but she still insisted on taking care of Xiao Moli herself.

Except for caiyue and Yinger who are not afraid to be infected with smallpox, all the maids are at a distance.

Ye Hongshuang didn't get angry because of this. After all, once the disease is infected, the possibility of cure is very small, so it is reasonable for people to worry about themselves.

As everyone knows, smallpox will only be threatened by those newborn babies. As long as they are not infected with this disease in childhood, few people will have smallpox in adulthood.

This day's night, quiet some terrible, ye Hongshuang's bedroom in the candle light, Jun Lin accompanied him, at this moment, but a word can't say.

The only sound in the whole bedroom is the sound of Ye Hongshuang's tears falling to the ground in the corner of her eyes. The care of Xiao Moli has already made ye Hongshuang's body empty.

Once upon a time, the face was ruddy, the body was thin, but it was endurable, and a pair of eyes seemed to be full of the shining leaves of the stars, which no longer existed.

Instead, ye Hongshuang, who is skinny, yellow and thin, has empty eyes, and has a very short temper.

Jun Lin looked at heartache, but there is no other way, can only watch ye Hongshuang so depressed.

He has repeatedly ordered ye Hongshuang to have a rest for a while and have his own way to take care of Xiao Moli, but they are all scolded by Ye Hongshuang's almost roaring method.

"Mo Li, listen to your mother. You must stick to it. In the near future, your mother will have to watch you marry and have children, and give birth to many grandchildren for your mother. Do you know?"

Ye Hongshuang side tears, while looking at small Mo said, first let small Mo won't open to answer her, the only response is endless crying.

Jun Lin sighed silently. She stroked ye Hongshuang's back and said slowly: "our children will be safe. My father has ordered all the Taiyi in the whole Taiji hospital to come up with suggestions. Those who love us so much will be better."

Ye Hongshuang didn't look at Junlin. She only had little Mo Li in her eyes: "do you hear me? Mo Li, there are so many people who care about you. Even in order not to disappoint everyone, you have to cheer up. Your mother will always be with you."

Jun Lin's eyebrows are frowning. Ye Hongshuang has been in such a state in recent days. She only talks to Xiao Mo Li. She seems to be unable to see what others say and do.

Whenever Junlin saw her like this, his heart seemed to be pressed on a huge stone, which made people gasp.

He got up slowly and walked out of the bedroom.

Standing in the quiet courtyard, Jun Lin can't help but ask himself what he can do for ye Hongshuang and her children. The answer is sad. He can't do anything except comfort.

On the day of Xiao Mo's voice, Jun Lin shed tears because of his love for ye Hongshuang, and this is the second time in his life.

If you don't have to, you can't do it with tears.

For several days in a row, ye Hongshuang spent it like this. From time to time, she personally changed the quilt for Xiao Mo Li. He began to cry and held it all night.

The imperial doctors sent by the emperor visited the prince's residence one after another, but no one could give a safe treatment.

Finally, ye Hongshuang is a little impatient, so she drives them out. Now what she believes is only Xiyan. Even if the imperial doctor gives the way, she will never let Xiao Moli be treated by them.

Xiyan is unremitting efforts, but it can only make Xiaomo less painful, not crying, and increase the burden on ye Hongshuang's spirit and body.

But it doesn't help if it goes on like this. If you don't come up with a way to cure Xiao Moli thoroughly, I'm afraid

On this day, Xiyan, as usual, came to deliver medicine to Xiao Moli. She used some mild herbs, which would not hurt Xiao Moli's body, and could effectively relieve his pain.

After the blister is broken, it will fester in the wound, and the rash is extremely itchy.

After some inquiry, Xiyan suddenly had no heart to frown, a face of helpless color.

Ye Hongshuang looked at the sunset with a hopeful face and asked: "how about it? Recently, I see that little Mo Li has been crying. Is it possible for us to cure smallpox? "

The setting face hears speech, but does not know how to return to, falters for a long time, also did not say a complete word.

Ye Hongshuang frowned slightly, puzzled to see the setting face: "how in the end, you talk?"

Sunset toss and turn repeatedly, although do not want to say, but still want to let ye Hongshuang know the truth.

"Sister, although Xiao Moli is getting better now, if he can't find an effective cure within three days, I'm afraid the child's life will be lost."

"Hua Hua..."

Sunset voice just fell, as if the sky is small Mo from feel aggrieved, actually began to pour rain.

For a moment, the sound of rain falling on the ground covered everything.

Ye Hongshuang was stunned for a long time before she came back. She didn't say anything. She took a deep look at Xiao Mo Li, put him in the cradle and walked slowly to the door.

Ying'er asked, "what are you going to do, miss?"

Ye Hongshuang does not turn back to push open the door, did not answer Yinger's words, straight into the heavy rain.

Yinger immediately catches up with her, but finds that ye Hongshuang is running towards the Buddhist hall.

"Plop..."

Ye Hongshuang knelt down in front of the statue of Buddha, eyes with tears, hands together, slowly closed his eyes.

"I, ye Hongshuang, implore the Buddha to save my child. I am willing to give up my life for ten thousand years and give my child another way to live."

"I, ye Hongshuang, would like to be reduced to livestock in the next life, to be slaughtered, to drink my blood, to eat my flesh, and to be safe."

Ying'er stands at the gate of the Buddhist hall. Seeing this scene and hearing this sentence, she immediately covers her mouth and cries. What a great mother's love is that makes ye Hongshuang have this idea.

Ye Hongshuang's tears have already dried up. She doesn't know the medical skills, and even the whole hospital has not been able to give a definite method to treat Xiao Moli.

The only way she can think of is to ask for Buddha, who has become the only sustenance in her heart.

Ye Hongshuang knelt down in front of the Buddha temple for two hours. What she said, to Ying'er, could not be too much.

Every word deeply hurt her heart, simply, she also knelt in front of the Buddha, learning the appearance of Ye Hongshuang, hands together, praying silently in her heart.

When they turned back, the rain still didn't stop. Ye Hongshuang was wet through and walked in the heavy rain, covered half of her face by her long wet hair.

Ying'er helps her, and the first thing she does when she comes back to hongyeju is to find a dry dress for ye Hongshuang.

But ye Hongshuang is guarding in the small Mo to leave the side, is not willing to leave the half step.