Chapter 404

The final day of the examination is February 16.

Song Xintong took wennuan to the gate of Gongyuan early. As soon as Lu Yun came out, they could see him for the first time.

From the morning until noon, about three minutes later, I saw Lu Yunkai walking out slowly with his basket. He was thin. He must have not slept well these days.

As soon as song Xintong saw her eyes wet, she looked at her father's figure and immediately asked Da Ya to hold her high, then she cried out: "Dad, we are here, here."

Lu Yunkai saw the warm figure and walked quickly. However, the fatigue of the past nine days made his feet not very sharp, and he walked unsteadily, as if he was going to fall in the next moment.

Song Xintong hurriedly walked over to hold his tottering body and asked eagerly, "is there something uncomfortable?"

"Nothing, just a little tired." Lu Yunkai said in a hoarse voice.

"Let's go home first." Song Xintong helped Lu Yun into the carriage. When he got home, Lu Yunkai fell asleep after washing.

Who knows, soon launched a high fever, unconscious.

Song Xintong touched his hot forehead, while physical cooling, while urging the doctor pulse prescription.

The doctor cut his pulse, thought it over carefully, and then said, "young master, you should be too tired and hard-working. Coupled with the chilly spring today, it's cold."

"I'll prescribe the medicine now. I'll come and have a look after his fever subsides." The doctor quickly wrote out a list of medicines and asked people to go to the hospital with him to get them.

On this day, the students from Gongyuan invited more doctors. Their hospital was too busy.

Song Xintong gave a heavy red envelope to the doctor and asked Daya to get the medicine quickly.

It wasn't until the next morning that Lu Yunkai's fever gradually subsided, but he didn't wake up. The doctor said that he was too tired and asked them to wait. If they didn't wake up for another day, they had to ask for a more powerful doctor.

Just when song Xintong was thinking about whether to ask for a doctor from the palace, Lu Yunkai finally woke up.

Song Xintong cried with joy, holding Lu Yunkai's hand, "you can finally wake up, scared me to death."

Lu Yunkai felt weak all over. Looking at the darkening sky outside, he asked in a hoarse voice, "I'm awake."

"It's just dark. I've only slept for two hours?"

"What's two hours? It's been a day and a night. " Song Xintong pulled the quilt for Lu Yunkai. He was afraid that his fever would come back. "You're hungry. I've made some light shredded pork porridge. I'll bring it to you."

Soon, song Xintong turns back. Lu Yunkai has already sat up and is talking to wennuan who has climbed to the bed.

"Dad, if you don't wake up, my mother will cry." Wennuan sat on Lu Yunkai's leg, "wennuan also cried."

"If my father doesn't wake up, I'm afraid."

"Wennuan is not afraid. Dad just hasn't slept for many days. He's too tired." Lu Yunkai is holding his arms warmly. The topics of this examination are much more complicated than those of the local examination, and the number of questions has also increased. Although there are many answers in the election, if you want to get into the top list, you'd better finish and do well.

As a result, Lu Yunkai shortened his sleeping time and answered all night, so he was so tired when he left the Gongyuan that he fell asleep in the carriage.

"Really?" Wennuan's head tilted and he didn't believe it.

"Really." Lu Yunkai shaved her little nose. "Can you write the words that my father taught you?"

"I can write. Show it to my father." Warm warm said from the bed down, ran to the outside.

Song Xintong came in with porridge and medicine. "She's reading to show you the words she practiced these days. You'll be tired later."

Then he handed the porridge to Lu Yunkai, "it's not hot. I'll feed you."

"No, I have strength." Lu Yunkai took a bowl and scooped it up. He didn't eat for a day or two. Soon a bowl of porridge came down. He thought it was a little worse.

"You eat a little first. I stewed the soup on the bowl and left some stomach for later dinner." Song Xintong said and handed him the boiled medicine, "drink it."

"I won't burn it. It's OK." Lu Yunkai doesn't want to drink.

"Must drink." Song Xintong forcefully shoved the medicine bowl to Lu Yunkai, "I'll let Daya invite a doctor. When the doctor comes, I'll show you. If it's OK, I won't drink it."

It's the third poison of the medicine. Song Xintong doesn't want to drink the medicine all the time. If he can't drink it, he won't.

"Wait till the doctor comes." Lu Yunkai doesn't like to drink medicine. He didn't say that he was given medicine before, but now he's better and doesn't want to drink it.

Song Xintong looked at him like a child, afraid to drink medicine. He couldn't laugh or cry. He looked back at the warm outside, wheezing and running. "Your daughter has come, you have to set a good example for her."

"..." Lu Yunkai looked at the warmth of running in with rice paper, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all.

"Dad, great." Warm warm worship of the hope of landing in the clouds, warm warm most afraid to drink bitter medicine, looking at dad all of a sudden drank up, did not want sugar to eat, really powerful.

"I also want to learn from my father, not afraid of hardship."

Lu Yunkai swallows all the bitterness in his mouth, and he has to smile and watch Nuan Nuan. It's just a taste, and only he knows it.

Song Xintong handed wennuan two candies. "Here you are. Remember to share."

Then he left the room with a bowl for father and daughter.

"Dad, you have one, I have one too." Wennuan put the sugar into Lu Yunkai's mouth, ate another one, and then handed five pieces of rice paper with words on it to Lu Yunkai, "Dad, you see, I wrote it. My mother said it was good."

Lu Yunkai sips the candy. What is sweet is the peanut candy made by Xintong. It doesn't taste so sweet, but it's very fragrant.

There are only three words written on the paper. Lu xiangnuan has three words.

It's just that wennuan, a two-year-old, can't hold his pen steadily. His handwriting is like a dog crawling, and it's very big. A large open rice paper can only write about ten, and it's still stained with ink.

Song Xintong specially made simple sleeves or aprons for warm oil paper, which she put on when practicing calligraphy. She didn't have to worry that her clothes were full of ink, which was too difficult to wash.

"Well, it's good." Lu Yunkai praised against his will and pointed to the warm word, "what word is this?"

"It's wennuan, wennuan's name." Wennuan said with a smile, "wennuan knows."

"It's very smart. My father will teach you to write other words tomorrow." Lu Yun taught all the warm words by hand. He didn't dare to let Xintong teach them. Her handwriting was very ugly, which was no better than warm.

"Write Dad's name." Warm warm demand.

"What else?"

"And write mother, write uncle, write grandmother..." wennuan is very progressive, thinking to learn a lot of words, when uncle and grandmother come, she can write to them.