If Xiaochi was injured, she would definitely take good care of him. How could she let him lie alone in bed as if waiting to die
He is her only and most precious brother!
Wei Zihan mocked Wei Zixi for a while, then climbed onto the bed and fell asleep.
Xi Yue was feeling irritated when she was suddenly surprised to find that she could move.
The little girl on the bed opened her eyes, but this time it was no longer Wei Zihan, but Xi Yue, who had a mature soul.
Xi Yue didn't understand why she could suddenly control her body, but she instinctively got out of bed immediately, walked to another small bed, and checked on Wei Zixi's condition.
Wei Zixi had a high fever, his eyes were blurry, his face was flushed, and his lips were cracked and bleeding.
Xi Yue quickly poured a glass of water and fed it to him first, her movements very gently.
Wei Zixi was in a daze, and he only felt someone hugging him gently and feeding him water.
The water spilled from his mouth, and the man gently wiped it away, then whispered, "Drink slowly, don't rush."
Wei Zixi had never experienced such gentle treatment before.
He has been branded as a devil since he was born. Everyone rejects and hates him. Even his parents have never taken such gentle care of him.
Wei Zixi felt like he was in a dream. He opened his eyes in a trance and saw Wei Zihan's face, which made him feel even more like he was dreaming.
Oh, Wei Zihan doesn’t even have time to hate him, how can she possibly take care of him
After feeding the baby water, Xi Yue did not stop and immediately went outside to pick herbs.
She didn't know how long she could control this body, but she had to race against time to relieve Wei Zixi's pain.
Fortunately, this village is just like the Cangda tribe. There are many herbs in the surrounding valleys, but the people in this village don’t know what they are.
Xi Yue quickly collected the herbs and there was no time to boil them, so she simply chopped them up and fed them to Wei Zixi with water.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she touched the little boy's forehead which had cooled down.
Sure enough, the next moment, Wei Zihan took control of the body.
She didn't know what Xi Yue had done. After waking up, she just insulted Wei Zixi again and told him to die soon.
The next day, Wei Zixi's fever subsided and he recovered.
Wei Zihan was so angry that he continued to get the boys in the village to bully him together.
Wei Zixi looked at her with confusion and deep thought. Someone must have taken care of him when he was sick that day, because when he woke up, he could smell the fragrance of herbs in his mouth.
But who is taking care of him
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Since taking control of Wei Zihan's body that day, Xi Yue has returned to the soul state.
She could only watch helplessly as the little boy was bullied. He was always covered in bruises. His originally beautiful fair skin was always covered in terrible wounds, some of which were even inflamed and oozing pus.
Until one morning, Xi Yue woke up and rubbed her eyes with her hands.
This time, she was surprised because she could control Wei Zihan's body again.
When Xi Yue stood up, she saw Wei Zixi curled up in the corner. The wounds on his body made him pale with pain and he was trembling slightly.
Xi Yue said in a deep voice: "Come with me."
After saying that, he walked out of the room without caring about Wei Zixi's reaction.
Wei Zixi was stunned at first, but finally got up from the bed and staggered behind Wei Zihan.
Although Wei Zihan had always disliked him and had been bullying him with other kids.
But in Wei Zixi's heart, she still regarded him as her sister. (To be continued)