Mr. Tang was squatting in front of one of the medicine jars, stirring the residue inside.
"I didn't expect you to follow me here..."
He picked up some medicine residues and looked at it carefully by the light. Then he opened a ceramic jar at his feet, picked out a bloody bone and threw it into the medicine pot.
"Mr. Tang, why are you here?"
Ling Luoyu's eyes light swept around, Daimei more Cu.
"I thought..."
The furnishings of the room are simple, but they are clean and tidy.
Near the east window, there was a bed with a blue cloth curtain hanging over it, which could not be seen clearly.
But vaguely, you can see a man inside.
"Who is it..."
A hoarse and laborious voice came from the bed, and then a thin, withered hand stretched out a corner of the cloth curtain.
It seems that it is to stir up the cloth curtain.
"Is it Qing'er..."
"No..."
Mr. Tang got up, took a meaningful look at Ling Luoyu and went to the bed.
"It's time to take medicine..."
Withered hands, lost down, powerless on the edge of the bed.
"I thought Qing'er is back... "
"Come on, take the medicine..."
Mr. Tang didn't seem to hear anything. He just lifted the medicine bowl on the foot stool of the bed and lifted the cloth curtain.
The moment the cloth curtain opened, Ling Luoyu saw a small figure bent and curled up.
"Come on, be careful..."
Mr. Tang slowly helped the man up and put the medicine bowl on.
"Drink slowly..."
A bowl of medicine, but the other side drank five or six times.
Every time after drinking the medicine, he had to take a few breaths and grunt hard before swallowing.
"Sugar I'm afraid I can't wait for Qing'er to come back... "
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