After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

In a trance, Su Anan sighed deeply.

In the next life, how could she still 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 rest all your thoughts, otherwise, the pain Su Pingping is suffering today, you will be able to bear it in the future.

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

When the auspicious time arrived, Su Anan lost 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 her head, and her attitude was the same as before.

Su Sheng nodded in satisfaction.

It is not the bridegroom who greets the kiss, but the sound of his entourage.

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

The sedan chair set off, whistling and beating, and soon left the bustling part of Luo City.

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

She had never met 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 developed 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 An'an was the one selected by Liu's.

In the previous life, she was self-righteous, and she didn't want to be manipulated by others, so she ended up like this. I hope that in this life...

cough, cough, cough...

Su Anan'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.

Concentrating 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 while, then covered his lips with a handkerchief and said, "It's okay, don't panic."

The tone is morbidly weak, but unexpectedly, with a clear and youthful feeling.

Su Anan was surprised. Through the gap under the hijab, he secretly glanced at the person in front of him.

The red silk trousers were tightly tucked into the boots, and the red shirt hem on both sides was slightly staggered as he walked, and it could be seen that they were a pair of slender legs.

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

Going up, it is restricted by the hijab, and nothing can be seen clearly.

But I can feel that he should be quite tall.

Su Anan looked back and stood up obediently.

The newlyweds took their seats, 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 man 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...

Two worship high hall...

"Cough, 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.

"Not good, 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."

"Come on, go and ask the doctor."

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

Madam rolled her eyes and looked worried, "No way, Cheng'er, you have been coughing for so long, and you haven't been feeling well for a long time. My aunt is really worried, so I'd better ask a doctor to take care of it."

She turned her head and scolded the maid beside her, "Are you all blind? I didn't see the young master being 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 it, but he was helpless, and just took a step, he coughed violently again.

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, the lady immediately instructed someone to carefully carry the young master back to the quiet room to rest. The doctor hurriedly followed, hula la and a group of people followed the young master away, finally quieting down.

It also seems that this hall can't be worshipped either. The attendant who had picked up the relatives earlier instructed the maid to take the bride directly to the bridal room.

In the quiet room, Doctor 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."

Dr. Lu expressed his understanding and immediately began to check the pulse.

After a while, Dr. Lu withdrew the hand that took the pulse, and sighed, "The pulse is weak, and if it is slightly tight, it is short of breath. The young master's current body is very empty."

"This kind 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 Shi frowned, is she really in bad health?

Cough, cough, cough 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?