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Chapter 865 Giving Gifts(2/2)

Now when he saw the beautiful woman again, He Lingchuan found that her face was pale and her lips had no color, and she looked even more haggard standing next to the half-withered Guizi tree.
In the past, Mr. Sun always had a heroic spirit. How can I feel pity for him now?
He Lingchuan felt subtle in his heart and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
"I've had a headache recently, it's nothing serious."
The more she downplayed it, the more worried He Lingchuan became: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll ask A Luo to come over!"
"It's no use calling A Luo's master." Sun Fuling smiled, "This is a disease that was brought from my mother's womb. I have seen many famous doctors and they all said that the root cannot be cut off, but it cannot kill people either."
"There's no such thing as a disease that can't cut off its roots!" He Lingchuan frowned, "It's probably because you're missing some medicinal materials, I'll find them for you!"
"I'm interested." Sun Fuling's eyes turned slightly, "Since this is my condolences, where are the things?"
As soon as she reached out to He Lingchuan, the latter grabbed the catkins.
Her hands are cold.
He Lingchuan took advantage of the situation and pressed her pulse again. Sure enough, her pulse was heavy and weak, as if her energy and blood were deficient and her yang energy was weakening.
Other than that, I didn't find any serious illness.
Sun Fuling said angrily: "I asked you to bring me condolences!" I didn't let him take advantage!
"Yes, yes." He Lingchuan looked around, "Which table is yours?"
Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows and led him back to the Zaoxue Building, where the masters worked.
The two of them walked side by side, and she coughed several times, causing her face to turn red.
He Lingchuan took off the gray cloak behind him and wrapped it around her body.
"I'm not cold."
But he refused to say anything: "Put it on, don't take it off!"
Sun Fuling pouted slightly, but she wrapped herself tightly in the gray cloak.
He Lingchuan would not let her go so easily: "What is your chronic illness?"
"When I was a child, I got sick every three days. The doctor said it was a congenital defect." Sun Fuling held his arm. "Later I met Mr. Wen, and he said that smart children tend to die young. I am an example. But now that I have survived, this disease
It couldn't hold me back. As expected, the attacks became less and less frequent and the symptoms became lighter and lighter."
She said again: "Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days."
He Lingchuan patted her hand gently to express comfort, but there was a glint in his eyes: "Don't work too hard, and don't work too hard."
Sun Fuling smiled and said: "I know. I am just a big idler, how can you be as important as Commander He?"
"Are you free? I see you are busier than me." He Lingchuan glanced at her, "How else could such a serious illness suddenly attack? It must be due to overwork!"
The last four words have a strong accent.
Sun Fuling lowered her eyes: "I can't help it. If I don't do something, no one will do it."
He Lingchuan kept his eyes on her face: "Is there anything in this world that you must do and that no one else can do?"
Sun Fuling chuckled: "I know, I will follow your instructions and I will change it next time."
He said word for word: "Respect the fate of others, and don't always think about changing your fate against nature."
Sun Fuling blinked: "What are you talking about?"
"Of course I am teaching, otherwise what can I say?" He Lingchuan said calmly, "Look at the children running around in the garden, it is impossible for all of them to become talented. They will have their own places to go when they grow up, and it is not something you can control.
This is the power of destiny."
"That's right." Sun Fuling tilted her head, "The commander-in-chief is very deep today." Their roles today seemed to be reversed.
He Lingchuan sighed: "Whenever you get sick, I feel that everything in the world is impermanent."
His hands were warm, and Sun Fuling conveyed her coolness to him: "It's uncomfortable to be sick, but someone sent me a gift of condolences."
Chapter completed!
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