Lingluo didn't expect this.

"As long as it can be cured, the conditions are open to you." For whatever reason, Lingluo didn't want her child to have an accident.

The doctors looked at each other and said, "we can only do our best."

They can't say anything like that. After all, the child was delayed.

"Now it's time to find a way to get rid of the fever." Ling Luo looks at the child on the bed worried and frowns tightly.

"This is natural." The doctors answered Lingluo a few words and then began to be busy.

Ling Luo has been looking at the children in bed and Xiao Zixuan by the bed.

Although the woman said that there were many disadvantages, at this time, her face was a little haggard and her eyebrows were locked tightly, as if something was bothering her.

He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows and heart. Maybe this woman is not so unbearable.

"Don't worry, the child will be OK." Don't know how, Ling Luo suddenly began to comfort Xiao Zixuan.

Xiao Zixuan was shocked and turned to look at Ling Luo. Seeing that he was embarrassed, she immediately laughed at herself and continued to look at her children.

Looking at the child's red cheeks, dry lips and weeping in a low voice from time to time, Xiao Zixuan felt her heart was tightly clenched, and wished she could take the place of the child to suffer such pain.

Dip the spoon in some warm water and put it on the child's lips. She has been doing that since she brought the child back.

Every time she saw the child's uncomfortable appearance, she hated her mother-in-law. Why should she treat this little child like this.

She said she didn't know. This is an excuse. There are so many servant girls and women waiting on her. How could the child have a fever.

And let the children burn for so long.

"Young master's wife's side..." Mingfang suddenly came in and whispered something in Lingluo's ear. Xiao Zixuan didn't hear clearly.

But Xiao Zixuan knew that the woman must have no good intentions.

Ling Luo frowned and looked at the one big one and one small one beside the bed: "I'll come after I go out."

Then she ignored Xiao Zixuan's ironic sight and turned away.

When Ling Luo arrived at the Marquis's yard, some of his aunts were talking with him.

"Madam, it's said that the young master has a bad fever. He may not be able to save it." One of them took a careful look at the superior, and said hesitantly.

The person on the side, a listen, the corner of the mouth slightly rises: "yes, the son side concubine is really busy at this moment, heard also to have a good temper."

Hou Ye's wife listened to these women's words and said these things, and her face sank.

After all, the child is still his grandson. Because of her, the life and death of the child are unknown.

"That's enough. Shut up. If you have time to talk about it, it's better to think about how to let the son of the world dote on you and have children as soon as possible." Hou Ye's wife slapped the table heavily and said angrily.

It's all a bunch of rubbish. It's almost a year. No one has a baby yet.

"Mom, what do you want me to do?" Lingluo didn't want to continue to listen. She went in and frowned impatiently.

When Hou Ye's wife saw Ling Luo coming, the anger on her face disappeared, instead of being spoiled.

"Here comes lol."

"What can I do for you? I'll see the kids if I have nothing to do. " Ling Luo frowned.

When the Marquis's wife heard this, she frowned, "you can't die. What are you going to see? It's better to have a new life as soon as possible."

As soon as this words came out, Ling Luo's eyebrow was frowned: "Niang, what are you saying? That's not only the young master of Lingwu Houfu, but also the young master of Xiao Wangfu. If something happens to him, you think Xiao Wang will forget it. "

His mother also looks very good on weekdays. Now why can't she see clearly? What's death? Didn't she like the child very much? How can you say such a thing now?

If the line of sight seems to have no, I have a look at those women.