MTL - After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord)-Chapter 5 worship

  Chapter 5 Worship

  The memory was in a trance, Su Anan sighed deeply.

  In the next life, how could she not see that her father beat Su Pingping so hard, and let her cry so far, she was thinking of beating.

   beat her to get married obediently, and rested all her thoughts, otherwise, the pain Su Pingping suffered today, you will be able to suffer in the future.

   After all, what the Su family lacks most is a daughter, and she has a bunch of concubines.

  The auspicious time came, Su Anan collected his thoughts and said goodbye.

  Su Sheng told her to go to her husband's house and take good care of Young Master Shen before sending her out.

   Su Anan bowed his head, his attitude was the same as before.

  Su Sheng nodded in satisfaction.

   It is not the groom who welcomes the kiss, but the sound of his entourage.

   The Su family understood the groom's body and expressed their understanding, and Su Anan got on the sedan chair with the cheerful sound of suona and all kinds of lively discussions.

  The sedan chair set off, blowing and beating, and soon left the bustling part of Los Angeles.

  Su Anan picked up the curtain and glanced at the stretch of green, then lowered the curtain and put on a hijab, remembering the rumors about the eldest son of the Shen family.

She had never seen him, but only knew that the eldest young master of the Shen family was called Shen Juncheng. He lost his parents when he was eight years old, and then unfortunately got an eye disease. Because he was not cured in time, he was unable to see things. After that, his body became weaker and weaker. , then took the initiative to request to go to the countryside to recuperate, and this recuperation lasted for ten years.

  The Shen family also seemed to have forgotten about it for ten years.

   Until he was seriously ill, and it seemed that bad news came, the second housewife, Mrs. Liu, his auntie, hurriedly married him, named Chongxi, in order to show that they always cared about him.

   And Su Anan was the one selected by Liu.

   In her previous life, she claimed to be lofty, and she didn’t want to be manipulated by others, so she ended up like this. I hope that in this life…

   ahem, ahem...

  's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a slight coughing sound, and Su Anan regained his senses. It turned out that they all got off the sedan chair and were about to walk to the front hall.

   collected her thoughts, she folded her hands in a salute, and walked dignifiedly.

   The closer the distance, the more pronounced the coughing sound.

   One after another, the maid's nervous voice could be faintly heard, "Master, Master, are you okay?"

  The young master coughed for a long time before covering his lips with a handkerchief and said, "It's okay, don't panic."

The tone of    is sickly and weak, but unexpectedly, it has a fresh and youthful feeling.

  Su Anan was surprised, and through the gap under the hijab, he secretly glanced at the person in front.

   The red silk trousers were tightly tucked into the boots, and the red shirt hem on both sides was slightly staggered due to his walking. It could be seen that they were a pair of slender legs.

   Looking further up, it came to the waist. The girdle had no complicated patterns, it was a solid red, and there was a pendant hanging on it. I didn't feel that the dress was shabby, but unexpectedly gave people a simple and neat feeling.

   Going up, you are limited by the hijab, and you can't see anything clearly.

   But I can feel that he should be quite tall.

   Su Anan retracted his gaze and stood up obediently.

  The newlyweds took their place, and the emcee immediately stepped forward. Xi Niang also held the red silk and handed it to Su An'an at one end and the groom at the other. As he was about to worship, the groom coughed lowly.

   The husband who was sitting on the high hall, the lady in Chinese clothes said with concern: "Cheng'er, are you alright, do you want to take a break first, and stop for the moment?"

   The groom said warmly: "It's really okay, auntie, don't worry, you should go to the church quickly, don't miss the auspicious time."

  The lady said: "Well, okay, then go back and rest immediately after worshiping. You will be helped by Ma Li in matters outside, so you can rest assured."

  The groom should be, with a warm tone.

  The master of ceremonies immediately presided over the ceremony and shouted a prayer of worship…

  Erbai High Hall…

   "Cough, cough."

   The groom suddenly clutched his chest and coughed wildly again, and this time the cough was aggressive, unlike the original suppressed cough, which frightened the surrounding group of people.

   "No, the young master is ill, hurry up and bring the young master's pills."

   "Go and bring some autumn pear water, hurry up."

  The maids were in a hurry, and the lady sitting on the high hall cried out, "Cheng'er, Cheng'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare auntie."

   "Someone, go and get a doctor."

   "No, you don't need to hire a doctor," the groom said reluctantly, "It's just an old problem, take medicine...keke...just...keke..."

Madam    rolled her eyes and looked worried, "No way, Cheng'er, you've been coughing for so long, and you haven't been getting better. My aunt is really worried, so I'd better ask a doctor to be safe."

   She turned her head and scolded the maid beside her, "Are you all blind? I didn't see the young master so uncomfortable, so why don't you go and invite Dr. Lu, who my wife trusts the most."

   She made a color, the maid took the lead, and disappeared in a flash.

  The groom seemed to want to stop him, but he was helpless. He coughed violently just after taking a step.

  The maids were in a hurry again, delivering water, slapping their backs, and guests coming to talk about their concerns, coming and going, just like a pot of porridge.

   Su An'an was accidentally bumped by the guests and stumbled, her hijab swung up, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, and took a look at the groom.

  The groom was surrounded so tightly that he didn't see anything except the sound of his breathless coughing.

   "The doctor is here, the doctor is here". The maid ran and shouted.

  As soon as the doctor came, the maid exclaimed again, "It's not good, it's not good, the young master passed out."

Upon hearing this, Madam    immediately instructed someone to carefully carry the young master back to the quiet room to rest. The doctor hurriedly followed, and a group of people followed the young master away, finally calming down.

   It also seems that the worship cannot be done in this hall. The attendant who received the relatives earlier instructed the maid to take the bride directly to the new house.

  In the quiet room, Dr. Lu dismissed a room of maids, servants and some insignificant relatives on the grounds that he needed quietness to see a doctor, leaving only the lady who was above the hall.

   That lady is Mrs. Liu, the bridegroom's aunt.

Mrs Liu said with a concerned tone: "Doctor Lu, this child Cheng'er has been coughing for a long time, and his village doctor's management has not improved. Mrs. Ben is really worried to death, this time you must help Cheng'er to take a good look. Look, what's going on? Otherwise, I can't worry about it."

  Doctor Lu expressed his understanding and immediately began to check his pulse.

   After a while, Doctor Lu withdrew the hand that took the pulse, and sighed, "The pulse is weak, and if you beat each other tightly, it is short of breath. The young master's current body is very empty."

   "This type of constitution is the most vulnerable to the invasion of wind and cold. At least it can be cured in a month, and at most it will not heal in a few months. It is also common to repeat it repeatedly.

   Liu's eyebrows are drawn together, is she really in bad health?

  Cough, cough, cough, I have been coughing for eight hundred years, and I haven't seen death yet.

   She murmured secretly, but she didn't show it on her face, but she still expressed concern: "Then why is he coughing so badly today, but the cold is getting worse?"

   In fact, she wanted to ask, can cough become tuberculosis?

   (end of this chapter)