He tiptoed to open the door, tiptoed to the bed, lay down gently, looked at the other figure lying on the bed gently, and whispered softly: "Ye Lan, I will take care of your illness tomorrow, and you will get better."
"You drank at the village chief's house, you smell of alcohol." A familiar voice came from my ears.
"Ah, sister, you're awake."
"No, I just couldn't fall asleep."
"Go to sleep quickly, your illness will be cured tomorrow!"
Ye Lan didn't reply, but turned over and looked at Liu Da: "How many chickens have you sold at home?"
"No chickens have been sold at home. I was counting on them to lay eggs and sell them! How could I sell them?"
"I lie in bed all day, with nothing to do, so I just listen to the sounds. I can hear the movements around me clearly, so how can I not tell how many chickens are left. I'm afraid there are only one or two left! You promised me that you can't sell anything at home."
"Don't worry, sister, this is really the last time, believe me. Go to sleep, it will be fine, everything will be fine tomorrow."
"Remember that time when you went to the witch? She jumped around the bonfire and jumped away a lot of copper coins from the house."
"It's different this time, Bai Xianjun can really cure you!" Liu Da gently hugged Ye Lan into his arms: "Ye Lan, believe me for the last time, I can't lose you, and Liu Er and the others too."
"Of course I believe you. I'll go with you tomorrow."
Ye Lan lowered her head, but her mood became even heavier, and her body felt even weaker.
The next day, Liu Da got up early. He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, ever since his sister got sick.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Turning his head, Liu Da saw his sister, with a face full of pain, and she kept mumbling something.
He stretched out his hand to test the temperature on her forehead and found it was terribly hot.
"Damn it, why did the condition suddenly worsen at this time!" Liu Da leaned over and heard his sister unconsciously muttering nonsense like sorry and being a burden.
He quickly ran to another room and woke Liu Er up: "Liu Er, get up! Your mother's illness has suddenly worsened. Go find the village chief and ask him to bring the cow out in advance. I'll carry your mother and come here soon! Let's go find Bai Xianjun. Hurry, it's too late!"
"Ah! I'll go right away!" Liu Er jumped off the bed and rushed to the village chief's house without stopping.
Bang bang.
"Come here, stop knocking!" Liu Dexi opened the door and saw that it was Liu Er. He muttered with a somewhat complaining tone: "It's Liu Er. Is it because of Bai Xianjun's matter? But it's not even day yet.
You go so early. I guess the Bai Xianjun your father mentioned hasn't gotten up yet. Why are you so anxious? It won't take a while! I'm old and finally fell asleep. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for a while after you make such a fuss."
"Hu... Hu."
Liu Er panted and said anxiously: "My mother's forehead is burning badly, and she has been talking nonsense all the time! Dad asked me to come here first and let you, the village chief, prepare everything first. When he comes over, go directly to Brother Bai."
"Ah?" Hearing this, Liu Dexi's dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.