The person who came to see her was from the troupe owner's side. When Qiao Ran thought about how Qing Ye had coughed so badly when she had someone deliver the antidote to Qing Ye not long ago, she was naturally worried when she heard that something had happened to Qing Ye. Soon, without even having time to say anything to Chen Yi and the others in the palace, he left the East Palace to find Qing Ye.
After arriving at Qing Ye's residence, Qiao Ran knocked hard on the door for a while, but didn't hear any changes inside, so she became even more worried. Fortunately, Qiao Ran had brought the key that Qing Ye had given her before, and she used The key opened the courtyard door. When I walked in, the courtyard was completely silent, except for the occasional lifeless cough...
Qiao Ran's heart suddenly felt like it was being pulled by something, and it hurt so much.
She directly opened the door of Qing Ye's room. The smell of medicine inside was very strong. Qing Ye was lying on the bed, motionless, with his eyes open, staring coldly and hollowly at the roof above his head, lifeless.
Qiao Ran walked over in a daze and looked at Qing Ye's pale face. Tears suddenly filled her eyes. She opened her red eyes and opened her mouth slightly, but her lips were trembling: "Qing Ye... what's wrong with you... "
When Qing Ye heard her voice, he seemed to finally come back to his senses. He blinked slightly and did not turn his head to look at Qiao Ran. He still stared at the roof calmly and said softly: "Xiao Ran, you finally Here we go... That day, you were the one who sent me the antidote."
When Qiao Ran heard his words, she seemed to realize something. She looked around in a daze, and finally found the bottle containing the antidote on the bedside table. She reached out in confusion. , opened it, and as expected, the antidote inside was still there. Qing Ye had never taken the antidote...
Qiao Ran's fingers holding the medicine bottle trembled slightly. She raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes. The tears suddenly fell down: "Why are you like this... Why don't you take the antidote?"
"It's no use to me." Qing Ye raised her lips in a mocking tone and laughed softly, then slowly closed her eyes, as if she was very tired. "Living like this, I can't do anything except bring trouble to Xiaoran."
"What nonsense are you talking about... I never thought Qing Ye would be trouble!" Qiao Ran raised his hand to wipe his tears, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She clenched her fingers tightly. She really didn't expect that Qing Ye didn't take the antidote...
"Xiao Ran... Although I don't know what the troupe leader forced you to do, I guess it's not a good thing... Ahem... Otherwise, you wouldn't dare to come and see me..." Qing Ye coughed more and more as he spoke. It was so powerful that he almost couldn't breathe. He thought of something again and sneered lowly, very self-deprecatingly, "But, I don't want... I don't want my Xiao Ran... For me, I will no longer be myself..."
Qiao Ran almost cried hoarsely, "No, no one has ever forced me to do anything. No matter what I do, I do it willingly from beginning to end! If you refuse to take the antidote, then what did you do in the first place? Why should you save me?"
"I save you..." Qing Ye slowly tightened his strength and said with a smile: "I save Xiao Ran willingly, but I don't want Xiao Ran to be unable to do anything for himself..."
"No... I'm not as embarrassed as you imagined..." Qiao Ran opened his mouth and looked at Qing Ye, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
(End of chapter)