Qinglian looked at Liu Mingzhi's confused look, pursed her lips and nodded sadly.
"Well, come on, something bad happened."
When Liu Mingzhi saw Qinglian's pretty face that suddenly turned sad, his eyes suddenly showed anxiety, and he grabbed the beauty's hands with concern on his face.
"Lian'er, please tell your husband what happened? Do you need my husband's help?"
Qinglian felt her husband's care for her, her bright eyes gradually turned red, and faint tears could still be seen faintly in her eyes.
As soon as Liu Mingzhi saw the beauty's weeping look, he felt a little impatient again.
"Lian'er, what happened? Tell me quickly?"
Under Liu Mingzhi's anxious gaze, Qinglian couldn't help but sob a few times, and said in a choked voice: "Husband, I have received a letter from my seventh uncle, my mother-in-law...
Grandma, Grandma, she is seriously ill."
"What? My mother-in-law is seriously ill?"
Qinglian swallowed her voice and nodded, and the tears accumulated in her eyes finally fell down her cheeks.
"My uncle said in the letter that my mother's health is not as good as before because of her age.
Since half a month ago, my health has been getting worse day by day. My uncles helped me find many famous doctors.
After the doctors diagnosed and treated my mother, they all came up with the same results.
The doctors said that my mother's body was naturally decayed.
It cannot be cured by medicine stones...it must be medicine stones.
What Uncle Seventh and the others mean is that even if A Niang has not reached the point of running out of gas now, she may not have much in the future...
There are not many days left.”
Qinglian sobbed and took out a piece of letter paper from her sleeve, and handed it to Liu Mingzhi with trembling arms.
"Husband, this is my uncle's letter. Please read it yourself."
Liu Mingzhi took the letter from Qinglian and walked quickly to the lantern under the eaves of the corridor to read the letter in his hand.
After a while, Liu Mingzhi closed the letter in his hand with a melancholy expression, raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the pillar.
Qinglian walked hard behind Young Master Liu, with a deep sadness on her pretty face.
"Husband, what should I do? Lian'er is so scared. She's afraid that even if she rushes back in time, she won't be able to see her for the last time."
Liu Mingzhi listened to the beauty's more worried words and sighed with confusion. The old man with a kind expression and kind eyes could not help but appear in front of his eyes.
"Husband, what should Lian'er do?"
Liu Mingzhi took a few deep breaths and forcibly adjusted his mood.
He didn't want Qinglian to see the melancholy expression on his face and make her feel sad again.
Liu Mingzhi rubbed his face without leaving a trace, turned around and looked at Qinglian, and said in a soft and comforting tone: "Lian'er, don't worry too much, maybe her illness is just a little more serious.
And because those quack doctors are incapable of curing grandma's disease, they use the excuse of aging body to cover up their poor medical skills.
And didn’t my uncle and the others say that in the letter? My mother’s health is just not as good as it used to be, but she hasn’t reached the point where she’s exhausted.
Maybe one day my mother-in-law will feel better and her body will slowly recover.
Lian'er, you are also a person who has been in the world and has seen the world. You should have seen the situation that my husband mentioned.
Peace of mind, peace of mind, my mother-in-law, she is a lucky person, she will be fine, she will be fine.
You have to know that what my uncle and the others said in their letters was that she was seriously ill, not that she was critically ill.
Serious illness and critical illness are two completely different concepts.
It's just that she is seriously ill, which means that she still has a chance to recover.
You, you are just worried too much."
Liu Mingzhi said words of comfort to Qinglian, stretched out his hand to hold the crying beauty in his arms, and gently patted her back.
"Silly Lian'er, stop thinking nonsense, everything is going well!
Everything is a good husband!"
Liu Mingzhi thought of all the excuses to ease the beauty's worries.
However, when those comforting words were spoken, he himself did not feel confident.
He didn't know clearly in his heart the excuses he had just come up with.
The odds are so slim!
Life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees are in autumn.
Birth, aging, illness and death are the eternal laws of the human world, and this is something that no one can change.
Lian'er's mother-in-law is already old after all.
She may not have any problems in the short term, but what about the future?
It will eventually be...
well……
No one can escape the consequences of birth, old age, illness and death.
Maybe that old bastard Li Buyi can escape.
I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know if this old bastard who has lived for more than a hundred years is still alive today?
Liu Mingzhi put away the chaotic thoughts in his heart and continued to pat Qinglian's back gently.
"Lian'er."
"Hmph, hum, husband?"
"There is no point in worrying at home now. The most urgent task right now is to hurry up and go to Miao territory in Shu.
Now go to the Yuehua Pavilion in the courtyard outside the main hall and ask Yun'er and the other sisters to meet me in the study.
By the way, don't forget to inform Yiyi, Feifei, Chengfeng and the other three siblings to rush over as well.
That's right, there's Liu Song, let him come too.
Now, husband, go to the study room first, I will wait for you in the study room."
Qinglian left her husband's arms, stretched out her hands to wipe the tears on her pretty face, and nodded while sobbing.
"Well, I know it. I will go and inform Sister Yun and the others immediately."
"Go quickly, watch your step, and don't think too much."
"Yes, I will take my leave and we will meet later."
Liu Mingzhi watched the beauty trotting away, nodded, looked at the letter in his hand, turned around and hurried towards his study.
It takes about a minute to make tea.
Liu Mingzhi was hunched over his desk writing quickly on a blank rice paper when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the study.
"Husband, my sisters are here."
Liu Mingzhi dipped his pen in ink, raised his head and glanced quickly towards the door.
"come in."
"yes."
"Sisters I have met my husband."
"Children, siblings meet daddy."
"Little Liusong meets the young master."
"No gifts, no gifts, no gifts at all."
"Thank you, husband."
"Thank you daddy."
"Thank you, Master."
To be continued...