cuddling in his arms

Chapter 371 Treating the Eyes
"He's my husband." Mo Xiaoli pursed his lips and continued, "Because he was suffering from blood cancer, in order to suppress the disease, he took some medicines, so he couldn't see with his eyes."

"Blood cancer?" Mr. Yan asked in surprise.

Mo Xiaoli's eyes were full of tears, but he was smiling, "It's blood cancer."

The thin old man suddenly stopped talking. He could see the bitterness in the eyes of this little girl. She and they must have experienced a lot of heartache and hardships. They seemed to be another pair of fateful couples.

"That disease is not curable." After a long time, Mr. Yan said.

He was talking to Mo Xiaoli while bathing the kitten.

"Yeah, it's too difficult." Mo Xiaoli felt like he was going to survive a catastrophe. These five words represented too much torture and suffering.

"You are very strong, I believe your husband is also a strong person." Mr. Yan finally bathed the cat, dried it with a towel, and made the last concluding remarks.

"Get ready, let's go to your house." Mr. Yan finally said.

Mo Xiaoli wept excitedly, and as soon as she grasped the little old man's hand, the dry and thin feeling made her feel kind.

"Stupid boy, come here, treat the wound on your face first." Mr. Yan went to the cabinet to get a medicine box, "This medicine is specially made for animal scratches, and I made it myself. Although it is used to treat eye diseases, I also have a lot of research on external injuries."

The more Mr. Yan talked, the more complacent he became. It seemed that he hadn't said this to anyone for a long time, and he wanted to finish everything he had said in the past few decades.

Mo Xiaoli was eager to return home, but he also had a very happy chat with Mr. Yan. This weird Mr. Yan even thought of taking Mo Xiaoli as his apprentice.

But whether to accept disciples or not is something to talk about. Let’s take a look at Mr. Yan’s expression when he arrived at Liantang.

"Like the palace, in fact, a girl is suitable to be a concubine in the palace." Mr. Yan said this very humorously.

Mo Xiaoli smiled without saying a word.

When I saw An Ziqing, he was playing a game with little Moxuan. The father and son were laughing and rolling together on the fluffy carpet in the bedroom.

"Ziqing..." Mo Xiaoli opened the bedroom door and called him.

An Ziqing's heart skipped a beat. Mo Xiaoli hadn't returned all night. Although he had arranged for someone to follow her, he was still a little worried. Now that he heard her voice, he knew that she was safe and sound, and felt warm in his heart. Calling, it is even sweeter in my heart.

This is the feeling of home.

Of course, An Ziqing would not object to treating his eyes, because he also really wanted to see his A Li and his son again.

Mr. Yan took An Ziqing's pulse first, and then asked, "How many years have you been taking this herb?"

"Three years."

Mr. Yan frowned, "It seems a bit long."

"Can it be cured?" Mo Xiaoli asked more eagerly than An Ziqing.

"It's just a little complicated, don't worry." Mr. Yan said with a confident smile.

Everything was going on step by step. Mr. Yan lived in Liantang, took his pulse twice a day in the morning and evening, and prescribed different prescriptions every few days. Mo Xiaoli would go to the Chinese medicine store to buy the medicine himself, and then personally After frying, for three whole months, the lotus pond was shrouded in a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Along with the medicines he took, Mr. Yan also prescribed medicines for An Ziqing's eyes, and his eyes were kept covered with gauze.

The gauze can finally be removed tonight.

With trembling fingers, Mo Xiaoli removed the gauze wrapped around his eyes, "Ziqing, open your eyes and look at me."

An Ziqing's eyes were closed all the time, and then slowly opened. At first, he could only see a faint shadow, and then gradually became clear, but suddenly, he felt that the eyes had become dark, and his heart skipped a beat. Reaching out to hold Mo Xiaoli's hand, "Ah Li, I still can't seem to see anything."

Mo Xiaoli held his hand tighter and tighter, and then said: "Ziqing, wait a minute, the power is out, I'll go get a candle."

Mo Xiaoli took a candle and lit it. The light was not very strong, and the dim light was not glaring. An Ziqing saw the woman holding the candlestick clearly. Her face was slightly hazy under the candlelight, forming a big shadow. When it landed on the ground, the eyelashes in the shadow could be clearly seen, long and trembling slightly.

This woman is the one he has loved all his life and will never change in this life.

(End of this chapter)