Chapter 111: Seeking Help

 "Qiu Luo, that's enough."

Seeing that she had almost vented her anger, Old Madam Cheng shouted.

Cheng Qiuluo reluctantly let go of Chen Ying's collar and said angrily.

"Grandma! If it weren't for..."

If it weren't for the immortal, Yu An would be the one who would be in danger of death if he fell ill at this moment.

She didn't say anything else, but just glared at Chen Ying fiercely.

With a red and swollen face, Chen Ying knelt in front of Old Madam Cheng in regret, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Madam, I was confused for a moment. It's all my fault. You can beat me or scold me however you want, but Yi Jiang is innocent."

Yu An just happened to hear those words when he walked to the door.

The little body froze immediately.

Uncle Chen, you actually want to harm me?

Why?

Obviously he is very well behaved and obedient, and can help everyone.

The more the little guy thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

Old Madam Cheng noticed her great-grandson at the door and waved to him.

"Yuan, come."

The little guy blinked his wet eyes, wiping away the tears.

Yu'an is a man, he can't shed tears!

Yu'an walked to his great-grandmother, stared at Chen Ying with his big round eyes, wrinkled his nose, and said nothing.

Humph!

This person wanted to harm him. Yu An was so angry that he didn't want to call him Uncle Chen anymore!

He doesn't like Yu'an, so Yu'an shouldn't pay attention to him!

Old Madam Cheng rubbed his little head, pushed down the hair on top of his head, and asked softly.

"Did you hear everything?"

Yu An glanced at Chen Ying, then turned his little head to the side and nodded.

"Um."

Mrs. Cheng asked again.

"Then will Yu An forgive him?"

Will you forgive?

Chen Ying looked up with hope in his eyes.

He didn't dare ask for forgiveness, he just hoped that Yu'an would ask his master's wife to save Yijiang for the sake of their relationship.

The little guy pursed his lips and thought for a while in confusion.

Finally he shook his head slowly.

"Yuan is very angry and won't forgive me."

This soft, powerless voice, but every word was like a huge rock, and every word that fell, smashed Chen Ying into the hell of despair.

He really regretted it.

"But Yijiang is my good friend, I will definitely save him!"

Hearing this, hope rekindled in Chen Ying's eyes.

"Really?"

"Humph! Yu An means what he says. He means what he says. He won't say anything against his will!"

Yu An handed over the bottle in his hand.

"Give the white one to Yijiang to eat, and soak the blue one in water. Anyone who has come into contact with Yijiang should drink a bowl of it to prevent..."

The little guy frowned and scratched his head, and the hair on top of his head stood up again.

"prevention..."

What are you preventing?

Anluo reminded quietly.

"Oh yeah!"

The little guy nodded heavily.

"It's to prevent virus infection!"

Finally, Yu An frowned and looked at Chen Ying seriously.

"Do you remember?"

Chen Ying took the small bottle in a daze.

"Remember, but this..."

Can a pill save Yijiang?

His suspicious expression made Qiu Luo feel even more unhappy.

"Why, you don't believe it?!"

"Give it back to us then!"

"This elixir is hard to come by, I'm reluctant to give it to you!"

If you don't believe them, why do you come to see your aunt? !

"No, it wasn't. I was just so surprised."

"Thank you, thank you, Yu'an."

After expressing his sincere thanks, Chen Ying did not dare to delay any longer. He carefully held the pill in his hand and was about to go out.

"Wait a moment!"

Yu An called out to him.

When Chen Ying turned around to look at him, the little guy turned his head away proudly.

"There's something wrong with the new clothes."

Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded after he realized what was happening.

"I see. Thank you, Yu'an."

Yu An frowned and emphasized.

"I did it for Yi Jiang!"

Chen Ying didn't dare to delay any longer and rode back to the City Lord's Mansion at full speed.

Return to your son's room.

Chen Ying saw his father busy fetching water, washing towels, and helping Yi Jiang apply massage to his forehead and wipe his body.

Yijiang's little face was wrinkled in pain, and he was still shouting softly.

"Mom, don't go, Mom..."

Seeing this scene, Chen Ying felt a pain in his heart like a needle.

"Father, I'm back with the medicine."

Chen Delin ran over quickly and snatched the medicine bottle.

"Then what are you waiting for? Give it to Yijiang quickly."

The moment the porcelain bottle was opened, a fresh medicinal fragrance emanated, lingering between the two people's noses, making people feel comfortable all over.

Especially as soon as the pill was put into Yijiang's mouth, the pill turned into potion.

At this moment, Chen Ying no longer dared to doubt the effectiveness of the medicine.

The Chen family father and son stared at him closely, not daring to even blink.

After taking the pill, Yijiang's condition quickly improved.

"Cough cough cough!"

Yijiang, who had been unconscious for two hours, began to tremble and gradually woke up.

"So thirsty."

Chen Delin quickly ran to pour a glass of warm water, while Chen Ying carefully helped his son up and let him lean on his arms.

Chen Delin fed the water to his grandson's mouth and said softly.

"Come on, drink slowly."

After drinking two glasses of water, Yijiang's throat finally felt better and he looked at them strangely.

"Grandfather, father, why are you all here with me?"

"And why is Daddy's face swollen?"

Chen Delin blinked his red eyes hard.

"Have you forgotten? You are sick."

"Yes, I feel like I'm on fire. It hurts and it's uncomfortable. My body is itchy."

"That's right!"

The next moment, Yijiang suddenly grinned and laughed.

"I just saw my mother in my dream!"

"Mother really looks exactly like the portrait my father drew. She's so beautiful!"

As he spoke, the little guy felt a little lost.

"I ran over and tried to hold her hand, but she kept hiding behind me and told me not to go over and to come back to my grandfather and father."

"Father, tell me, why didn't mother let me go find her?"

Hearing this, Chen Ying's throat choked and his eyes became redder.

His thin lips opened and closed, but in the end he could only barely utter a few words.

"Okay, you're still weak, I'll take you to a clean room so you can get some sleep."

"Daddy hasn't told me yet how his face got swollen."

"It must be painful, right?"

Chen Ying nodded.

"I heard that you were sick, so I was too anxious and fell down. It hurts a lot. So in the future, Yijiang, don't make daddy anxious, okay?"

Yijiang nodded, touching their haggard faces with heartache, his voice still a little hoarse.

"Then Grandfather and Father should go back and rest soon. You don't have to watch over me anymore."

Chen Ying held his hand.

"Okay, there are people guarding outside. Tell them if you want anything. Father is going to take care of some things and will come back to see you later."

"That's right!"

Yijiang grabbed his sleeve, struggled to get up, and looked at him anxiously.

"Yuan was also splashed with cold water. Is he okay?"

"Father, please send someone to take medicine to see him."

Being sick is so uncomfortable, and Yu An is so small and delicate, who knows what kind of discomfort he will cry.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Chen Delin patted his back and comforted him softly.

"Yuan is fine, don't worry."

After hearing this, Yijiang felt relieved and lay back down.

His consciousness gradually became hazy, he kept his eyes open and spoke in a low voice.

"Then I'll sleep a little longer and go check it out when the sun rises... Yu An, snooze..."

After covering their son with the quilt again, the Chen father and son left the room with peace of mind.

Chen Ying's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

Yijiang is much better now, and now he can concentrate on finding that person to settle the score!