He Xi was stunned, and after a while he murmured, "You took me to the Ouyang family, do you want me to cure Ouyang Haoxuan's illness?"
"What? You are not sure?" Nangong Yu smiled, "If you can't cure Ouyang Haoxuan's disease, we should go home as soon as possible. From now on, I..." I will always find another Yuanyang Fruit for you.
But before Nangong Yu finished speaking, He Xi had already raised her eyebrows, her beautiful face full of unbridled confidence and pride: "Who are you talking about who is unsure? I can't cure a mere meridian rupture?"
The girl dressed as a boy said this arrogantly, her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, shining with a silver-purple luster.
Those dazzling eyes were like a whirlpool, drawing Nangong Yu's mind in.
He reached out his hand as if possessed by a ghost, gently grasped He Xi's wrist, and asked softly, "Have you used the medicine I asked someone to send you yesterday?"
As he said this, he was about to lift up He Xi's sleeve to check.
It would have been better if he hadn't asked this question. Once he asked, He Xi was reminded of the frustrating and unpleasant experience last night. His face turned cold and he quickly and forcefully withdrew his hand.
"Don't worry about it. This little injury is nothing to me."
That's right, for both the previous life's Hexi and the present life's Nalan Hexi, this little flesh wound was already something they were used to, and it was nothing at all. She had always been able to handle it all by herself, and now she didn't need anyone's concern.
Nangong Yu's eyes darkened, and he wanted to explode, but looking at her stubborn face, he sighed and said in secret: "Remember, don't reveal your identity as Nalan Hexi. The people of the Ouyang family now hate the people of the Nalan family. If they know your identity, it is unknown whether you can get the Yuanyang Fruit."
He Xi frowned and was about to ask what the feud between the two families was about, but Nangong Yu had already said softly, "We're here."
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Ouyang Mansion.
In Ouyang Haoxuan's room, the doors and windows were closed at this time, and the whole room was filled with a strong bitter smell of medicine, as well as a nauseating odor as if it was moldy.
The room was filled with candles and several priceless luminous pearls, but due to the lack of sunlight, the room was still dark and filled with a suffocating feeling of oppression.
Madam Ouyang was now sitting on a low couch beside the bed, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was still medicine on her body that had not been wiped off.
She looked at her son who had been tortured beyond recognition on the bed, and cried sadly and begged, "Haoxuan, please take the medicine obediently, okay? Without these medicines, you will die soon from exhaustion of your internal organs."
Ouyang Haoxuan, who was lying on the bed, had a gray face, an untidy beard, and sunken eye sockets. He looked decadent and dying.
Hearing this, he laughed out loud, his voice hoarse and rough, with unspeakable despair: "Mom, I beg you, please let me die. What's the point of living like this without dignity? I don't even have the energy to commit suicide. It would be better to kill me with a knife and let me die cleanly!"
Madam Ouyang cried even more sadly after hearing this. She rushed to the bedside, grabbed her son's hand, and murmured, "Xuan'er, your father has gone to the Medical Association to ask for help and to find a cure. There must be someone in this world who can cure you. You must not give up on yourself now."
"Mom, please stop deceiving yourself!" Ouyang Haoxuan made a gurgling sound in his throat, like the low cough of a dying old woman, "Even Nalan Zhengze came to see me, and he can't cure me. It's impossible to cure me at all... My life is doomed. Mom, can you just let me die?" (To be continued)