Chapter 3 — On the Wedding Night, I Personally Gave the Wedding Bed to My Sister

“Thanh Nhi, the higher you lift, the more painful the fall.” “I want them to be at their happiest moment, falling straight to hell.” Thanh Nhi half understood and half did not nod. One month later. Tieu Canh Duc was in court when he suddenly fainted. The royal physician took turns several times, but the diagnosis results of all were identical. The general was exhausted due to overwork. I have prescribed countless supplements, but they are completely ineffective. Tieu Canh Duc's body deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The commotion was so great that even the palace was shocked. The Emperor ordered medical examiner Truong Thai to personally come for diagnosis and treatment. Doctor Truong Thai is a saint in the Thai hospital, his hair and beard are white, every step of writing, questioning, and setting is extremely careful. He checked Tieu Canh Duc's pulse for half an hour, his eyebrows furrowed tightly into the shape of the word Xuyen. I stood to the side serving tea, my heart filled with anxiety. "Trien Mien Tan" was extremely discreet, a normal doctor could not recognize it at all, but Doctor Truong Thai was different. In his previous life, he was the one who diagnosed a similar Western Region poison on the First Emperor's body. The mother stood next to her and walked back and forth impatiently. "Medical Truong Thai, how is Duc Nhi?" Truong Thai medical practitioner retracted his hand and pondered for a moment. "The General's veins are damaged, his vitality and blood are damaged, it's truly a disease of attrition. It's just..." He suddenly changed his tone. "This damage is too strange, it doesn't look like it was caused by normal physical exertion, on the contrary, it's like something... has drained his vitality." Lam Uyen Nhi's face immediately turned white. sick. The mother's face also changed, her eyes full of malice glanced at Lam Uyen Nhi. I slightly lowered my eyes, hiding the smile in my eyes. Doctor Truong Thai said again: "The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, I have never met him before. Wait until the old man comes back to look up ancient books, maybe he will find some clues." He stood up to leave, I just took a step forward. "Medical Truong Thai, please stop." I held up a heavy brocade bag. "Your Majesty has spent a lot of effort, I hope you will accept this sincerity." Doctor Truong Thai refused to accept. But I still resolutely put it in his hand, and at the same time lowered my voice. "Your Majesty, your husband is the backbone of the country, I hope you will do your best to cure him. No matter how rare and rare medicinal herbs are needed, our General's Palace can prepare them." I lowered my posture to the extreme, my words were sincere and urgent. Doctor Truong Thai looked at me, with a little more appreciation in his eyes. "Don't worry, ma'am." After seeing Doctor Truong Thai go, the mother immediately became angry. She pointed straight at Lam Uyen Nhi's nose, opened her mouth and scolded him. "You vixen! You comet! It must be you! It was you who carved my son!" The mother was so angry that she was shaking. "Didn't you hear what Dr. Truong Thai said? Draining the essence! Besides the vixen that clings to it every day like you, who else could it be?" Tieu Canh Duc lay on the bed, breathing weakly, wanting to open his mouth to explain to Lam Uyen Nhi, but he didn't even have the strength to speak. He could only use his bloodshot red eyes to look at me pleadingly. I laughed coldly in my heart, but my face was filled with worry. I stepped up to support my mother. "Mother, calm down, don't let your anger harm your body." Then, I bent down again to help Lam Uyen Nhi. "Sister, you should also quickly stand up. I believe this matter has nothing to do with you. My husband is seriously ill, at this time we have to work together and take care of him together." My "generosity" and "understanding of great causes" immediately created a difference.

A clear contrast to the mother's unreasonable anger and Lam Uyen Nhi's sobbing. Tieu Canh Duc looked at me, the shame in his eyes became even deeper. Lam Uyen Nhi also held my hand tightly, as if clinging to a blade of grass to save her life. "Sister, I believe in you..." "Of course I believe in you." I gently patted the back of her hand, my voice gentle. "It's just that mother is angry, you should temporarily return to the hospital first, I am here." I advised Lam Uyen Nhi to return to the room. After being there to comfort the mother for a long time, she gradually calmed down and left. In the room, there were only me and Tieu Canh Duc lying on the bed. I brought a bowl of just-warmed food and fed him spoon by spoon. He swallowed hard, but his eyes still didn't blink once, just quietly looking at me. "Thanh Nguyet..." He spoke hoarsely. "Let you suffer the pain." My hand paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "What are you saying, husband? We are husband and wife, taking care of husband is my duty." "I..."