Chu Shaoyang ran into Taohua Xiaozhu with a bowl of steaming soup.
Chu Shaobai was still lying on the couch as when he left, motionless, his face was pale without any blood, his long and thick eyelashes were half drooped, and the white clothes on his chest were all stained red with blood.
He is lifeless and lifeless.
Chu Shaoyang was startled, put down the medicine bowl, and hurriedly felt his pulse. He found that it was still beating slightly, and he was relieved.
As long as he is alive, this bowl of snow ginseng soup can cure his injuries.
"Shaobai, Shaobai, are you still awake? Can you hear me? I am the third brother, your third brother!"
Chu Shaoyang brought the best gold wound ointment in the house, and he carefully applied it on Chu Shaobai's wound. The wound was extremely deep, which shocked him. He thought that such a deep and fatal wound was actually stabbed by his own hands. , his nose became sore with regret and he almost shed tears.
If others dared to hurt Chu Shaobai like this, he would be the first to spare him, but now the person who caused such a terrible wound on his brother was himself!
While he was applying medicine to Chu Shaobai, tears flowed down heavily.
"Shaobai, you are not allowed to die! You are not allowed to die no matter what! I only have you as my biological brother in this world. If you also leave me..." His voice choked.
Chu Shaobai opened his eyes slightly. He saw the tears in Chu Shaoyang's eyes. He was shocked. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe his tears, but his arm only lifted slightly and then fell down weakly.
Although the sword was not fatal, it damaged his lungs and caused him to lose too much blood. His whole body was limp and without any strength.
He said softly: "Third brother, I'm fine. I... I don't feel any pain. It's just a small injury. You don't need to be so sad. I... I've always been in good health. If I get such a small injury... I'll die." Well, you look down on my little... little brother too much... cough cough cough... "
He wanted to pretend to be relaxed and joke, but he didn't take a breath and coughed violently. Strings of blood foam came out of his mouth and kept flowing down the corners of his mouth.
"Shaobai, you are not allowed to speak, not a word!" Chu Shaoyang hurriedly wiped the blood from his lips, but there was more and more blood.
"You won't die. You are my biological brother. No one in this world is as dear to me as you. I have made the remaining half branch of snow ginseng into a soup. As long as you drink your Your life will be saved. Come on, sit up and I'll feed you."
Chu Shaoyang held Chu Shaobai's shoulders, let him sit on the bed, and reached for the soup bowl.
"No, third brother, I won't drink it! This snow ginseng soup is what saved Ning'er's life, I...I can't waste it!" Chu Shaobai's eyes widened in shock. He smelled the strong smell in the soup bowl. The smell of ginseng made her close her lips tightly.
"How can that woman's life be compared with yours? Not to mention that she refuses to be my woman even if she dies. Even if she is really my woman, I will choose to save you rather than save her! Brothers are like brothers and sisters, and wives are like clothes. , I will never put my hands and feet before my clothes. Come on, Shaobai, drink it while it’s hot.”
Chu Shaoyang had no expression on his face and brought the soup bowl to Chu Shaobai's lips.
Chu Shaobai shook his head vigorously, his lips tightly closed, his expression extremely stubborn.
"Shaobai, don't you want your life? In this world, I have nothing left but you as my biological brother, so nothing is more important than you! I don't care about others, I just want you to live! You can do it now Give me a drink!”