Chapter 1754 (1/2)

Liu erpanwai (42)

in May, there is already a trace of heat. But in the house of Jiang Yijun, there was still a charcoal fire.

The half hanging blue curtain covers the face, and the sky blue brocade covers most of the body.

”Cough...” This month Jiang Yijun coughs constantly, and the people who take care of him can't sleep all night. Liu Shi, his eyes are sunken.

”Ouch...” After spitting out the things in his throat, Jiang Yijun felt more comfortable.

Liu Shi looked at a pool of blood on the ground, his face changed greatly. But in an instant she recovered as before, turning her head to gently caress Jiang Yijun's back.

”Do you want to drink water?” Although Jiang Yijun is not in good health, he is also the pillar of her and her children. If they go, what can they do after leaving them orphans and widows.

Jiang Yijun stretched out his thin hands like firewood to take the water cup, drank it twice and then lay back in bed.

The doctor came quickly, and after he had examined Jiang Yijun's pulse, he was a little dignified.

”Dr. Xue, can't I?” Seeing Dr. Xue shaking his head and denying it, Jiang Yijun said quietly: ”my own body knows that it should not be long. Dr. Xue, you tell me how much time I have left. I'd better arrange the affairs behind me. ”

Doctor Xue hesitated and said, ”at most one month.” Jiang Yijun has run out of oil and the lamp is dry. Now he is using medicine to kill himself. A month is already the most optimistic estimate. According to Jiang Yijun's current physical condition, I'm afraid it's only these days.

As Jiang Yijun's chief doctor, he is also very sad. Such a talented person should go early. It's really heaven's envy of talents.

From childhood to old, he took medicine just like other people's meals. He couldn't stop every day. In order to live a lot of things, he can only watch but not eat. These years, in order to survive, he really had a hard time.

Hearing doctor Xue's words, Jiang Yijun smiled: ”it's OK.” To him, death is not terrible, because death means liberation.

Min's family didn't believe Jiang Yijun for a long time. Holding Jiang Yijun's hand, Min said firmly, ”ah Jun, don't believe their words. How many people in those days said that you could not live to be thirty years old. But now, you don't live well. ”

Jiang Yizheng was born ill. Many people said he couldn't support him. At the age of three, the doctor still said he could not live to be ten. Ten years later, the doctors said he would not live to be thirty. Now there are two out of thirty sons. It's so hard to survive. Min firmly believes that his son can survive this time.

Jiang Yijun just wanted to talk, but he coughed again. In that saliva, all with blood.

Minshi looks at the red dot on the quilt, holds Jiang Yijun's hand tightly and says: ”Juner, you must hold on. Juner, what do you want your mother to do if you want to have three advantages and two disadvantages? What do you want a good man to do? ”

Jiang Yijun and Liu had a son. Knowing that Liu was pregnant, he took the name of Jian'er. Whether male or female, Jiang Yijun hopes that his children will have a healthy and strong body. Fortunately, Jiang Yijun's expectation did not fail. The child is in good health. There is no difference with the same age.

Rao is so. Jiang Yijun still doesn't dare to have more children. In case of rebirth, what can the child do when he is as weak as he is.

Jiang Yijun's eyes are sour: ”Niang, I'm tired. Mother, the child can't hold on. ” To him, to live is to suffer. He can't give up his mother and his wife and children, but he really can't support it.

Min can't hold up any longer, and his tears fall down with a brush

after he is sad, min recovers his peace: ”Juner, there is something that my mother has kept from telling you.”

”What is it?”

”The two princesses came to Jiangnan and now live in Jinling. This time, they will stay in Jinling for at least three years. Jun'er, you should get better soon. Then my mother will take you to see her. ” As long as Jiang Yijun can live, she is willing to do anything.

Jiang Yijun fell into the memory, half a moment back to God said: ”no need.” Missed is missed, meet again, that person is not the shape in memory. So why see you again.

Min's temptation to see liu'er didn't arouse Jiang Yijun's desire to survive. She knew that she couldn't keep her son this time.

She was distressed that her son was struggling to survive. Her son is going away, and she is even more in pain. But this day, after all, is coming.

Although he was sad, min didn't want Jiang Yijun to take care of him: ”jun'er, don't worry. When you leave, my mother will take Jian'er to reunite with your father.” My son is too weak to go on his official career. Sun Tzu is in good health, and he will definitely go on official career in the future. If you want to succeed, you need someone to teach you, and this person is your husband.

In fact, Jiang Hongfu attaches great importance to the grandson of Jian'er, but Jiang Yijun is too poor to travel long distances. So he hasn't been able to see the grandson.

Jiang Yijun's heart was slightly loose and he said with a smile, ”OK.”

Ten days later, Jiang Yijun died of illness. According to Jiang Yijun's request before his death, all his funerals should be simplified. Except for his close relatives and Jiang Yijun's close friends, no one else informed.

Jiang Yijun is the first talented man in the south of the Yangtze River. His poems and paintings have been popular since they came out. Of course, it is said that he is also proficient in melody, especially in flute playing. Unfortunately, few people have heard his flute.