The other children were all picked up by their own wet nurses.

The little girl stretched out her little hand from time to time and wanted to rush over to find her mother, but her little mouth also flattened. She missed her mother, but her mother really didn't care about her because there was a smaller one, which was worrying.

Shen Qingci walked over and then pressed his forehead against the little girl's forehead.

"Good Guo'er, my brother is sick, my mother wants to take him to treat the disease, so we should be more obedient, okay?"

The little girl sucked her little nose, holding her mother's face with one hand, but finally let go, and then sobbed at her little nose. No matter how you look at it, it is all about being caring.

"What's wrong?" Luo Henglu's voice came from behind. When the little girl saw that it was her father coming, her tears fell one by one.

There is no saying in this world that even Shen Qingci is her baby, she loves every child, but she really has no choice.

"cough……"

Brother Yi coughed again, and his eyes were always beautiful and had no glory at this time.

Luo Henglu strode over. He put his hand on Yi Ge'er's small forehead, but found that his forehead was very hot, so he hurriedly asked someone to go over to find Mo Fei.

He picked up his young daughter and then touched her little face with love.

The little girl used her little face to her father's face, but when she saw the little brother who was held in Shen Qingci's arms, she finally forced her tears back because she knew that her brother was sick and her brother needed her mother more than her. They were all brothers and sisters of her brothers and sisters, so how could they not have the same meaning?

Luo Henglu handed over the daughter in his arms to the wet nurse and asked the wet nurse to bring them in. He hugged Yi Ge'er from Shen Qingci's arms, held his small hand bowl, and transported his internal energy into it bit by bit.

In fact, he has been raising him like this for the past few months. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how many diseases he would have to suffer from?

Luo Hengwen has been glad that he had learned more than once to maintain his internal energy and nourish his body. Otherwise, he would have to watch this little child. He was so painful and uncomfortable, but he was so young, he would not be able to say something uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Not long after, Mo Fei came. When he came in, he knew that the child was sick again. It was really difficult to raise him. He was sick every few days. If the family was put aside, he might have been unable to withstand it. It was a loss for them to be in their house. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether this young man could live.

And they have experienced this situation many times, but since this child was born, there has been no one that makes people feel at ease.

"It's nothing," Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just an ordinary wind and cold. I'll give him a few injections, and then feed him some medicine."

This child Mo Fei was very distressed. He learned to take milk. He only took this medicine and took it for several years. Even Mo Fei had no choice but to do it. He could do it again and again. He cured his weak disease. It was so difficult to raise it for half a year. He had to take it for a few more years. Mo Fei had to think that his hair was going to give him a white light.

After Mo Fei's diagnosis and treatment, the little guy fell asleep. His breathing was very shallow and he was slightly small. The little guy never looked very good and he often got sick, but he was still very obedient. He was a child who reassured his parents. He asked him to drink medicine and even if the medicine was bitter, he could drink it very obediently. Sometimes his body was full of needles, and he didn't know if it would hurt, but he still lay down obediently without crying or making a fuss.

But Shen Qingci knew that he was very scared because at this time, he had to grab his father or mother's fingers so that he would not be too scared. He was still a child.

"That medicine?"

Shen Qingci remembered the secret medicine of Dongling again. Is it OK?

"It can't be cured."

Luo Henglu shook his head. He had thought of giving this medicine to Brother Yi at the beginning. As long as that medicine could save their son and this poor little guy, he would definitely give him that medicine.

But in the end, he thought that the medicine could not cure the disease, but it only had some effect on strengthening the body. It was not that after taking it, he would not get sick. It could only be said that the person who got sick had to be less than others, and it would be easier to get healed.

For children with congenital deficiencies like Yi Ge'er, no matter how good the medicine is, it cannot be cured. This requires time to raise them well. As long as you grow up, you will be able to heal themselves in the future.

It means that his growth is more difficult than other children.

Shen Qingci understood. She sat down and stuffed Brother Yi'er's small fist outside into the quilt. He had just taken the medicine and was asleep now, which may be the reason for his long-term illness. Therefore, compared to the other three children, Brother Yi was obviously much more obedient and had to sleep more, and of course he was the worst in his health.

It’s no wonder, whether they or Mo Fei, they will be more partial to Brother Yi.

What they fear is that he will get sick, he will not be able to support him, and he will leave them forever.

"He's fine," Luo Henglu put his hand on Shen Qingci's shoulder, "Where is me, I have the inner energy of health, he will definitely not be fine."

Shen Qingci smiled at him, but it was so uncomfortable

Things like internal energy are not something you can have if you want, especially for those who practice martial arts. The higher the internal energy, the stronger their martial arts will be. No one in this world is willing to send out their internal energy.

If you give too much, it will affect the level of martial arts.

"Don't worry." Seeing Shen Qingci like this, Luo Henglu knew what she was thinking?

"I don't need to be a martial arts master at all. It doesn't matter whether I become a first-class master or not. I will make up for some of these internal energy. Although I will lose a little, it will be enough to raise this kid until he is five or six years old."

Mo Fei once said that with Brother Yi'er's body, as long as he is safe to maintain until he is five or six years old, his health will be better, and he will no longer be able to hold a medicine jar every day in the future.

"A Ning..."

Luo Henglu suddenly spoke, calling Shen Qingci's name, "We should go back to Beijing, the harvest of snow vegetable seeds here is about to be achieved, and the court will send a special person to take care of it."

Shen Qingci lowered his head and touched Brother Yi'er's warm little face. He was going back. They were here for too long. If it weren't for the snow-carves, if it weren't for the severe winter, they might have been going back long ago.
Chapter completed!