Sheng Ling was standing guard not far from the corridor outside the door, always paying attention to the movements in Sheng Bianmo's house. She did not expect to hear the sound of objects being thrown from inside the house, and was immediately frightened. She jumped and rushed over without thinking, but as soon as she got outside the house, the door was opened, and Sheng Bianmo walked out with a cold face. Sheng Bianmo turned around and left without even looking at Sheng Ling.
Shengling was stunned for a moment, looked inside the room, and then at her brother who was walking downstairs. After struggling for a while, he finally closed the door for him and hurriedly followed him downstairs.
Sheng Bianmo sat at the table by the window, quietly looking at the patter of rain outside the window, without moving.
When Sheng Ling walked over and sat down, he happened to see the waiter bring a few jars of wine.
When Sheng Ling saw it, he frowned even more: "Brother, you said you wouldn't drink randomly anymore!"
As if turning a deaf ear, Sheng Bianmo opened the can of wine, raised his head and poured it down his throat violently. After taking a few big gulps, he finally put down the wine can and said to Sheng Ling calmly: "Brother, I promise you, this It’s the last time.”
"Liar... every time you do this..." Sheng Ling saw his appearance. It was obvious that his brother was still calm and without any emotions, but Sheng Ling seemed to be able to feel how depressed and uncomfortable he was deep in his heart.
Moreover, the doctor clearly said that he was also infected with the cold, but he didn't take it seriously and didn't think about his body at all.
Sheng Bianmo didn't listen to her at all, and was still drinking wine. He was sober, and it seemed that he was too sober, so he was not willing to end up in such a mess for such a person.
My whole heart was in an unprecedented state of embarrassment.
It was more painful than being torn apart.
He drank for a while, squinted his drunken eyes and said, "Ling'er..."
Sheng Ling sniffed and nodded, "Ling'er is here."
"Brother asked someone in the inn to make some medicine for her. You go and give it to her to drink." Sheng Bianmo said without expression and continued to drink his wine.
Sheng Ling frowned and looked at Sheng Bian Mo with complicated emotions for a while, but finally listened to Sheng Bian Mo's words, nodded, got up and went to the kitchen to get medicine.
At that time, there was an attendant of His Royal Highness in the kitchen watching people pour the medicine. He even tested the poison and made sure it was correct before he dared to give it to Sheng Ling.
It shows how thoughtful Sheng Bianmo is... However, Qiao Ran seems to never understand, and she never knows how to cherish, how much the person she missed... loved her...
Sheng Ling carried the medicine upstairs with a heavy heart, knocked on the door gently, said "It's me", and then gently pushed the door open.
She brought the decoction to the bedside. Seeing Qiao Ran trying to sit up from the bed, Sheng Ling had to put the decoction beside the bed first, and then slowly helped Qiao Ran up.
Sheng Ling's own mood couldn't be said to be very good. She brought the soup again to feed her, but she heard Qiao Ran say in a hoarse voice: "I'll do it myself..."
"You'd better stop trying so hard." Seeing that Qiao Ran had no strength at all, Sheng Ling couldn't trust her to let her drink the medicine by herself. While feeding her the medicine, Sheng Ling said lightly, "Qiao Ran, you are really powerful..."
My brother is such a good prince, but it’s because you are becoming less and less like me...
But Sheng Ling didn't say the last words, and couldn't say them at all.
(End of chapter)