Shu Nuan was still a little dazed.
My mind was buzzing, repeating what Xuan Jiu said over and over again, "He has attracted the worms in your body to himself"...
Shu Nuan instinctively wanted to get out of bed, but he had no strength at all.
Xuan Jiu stopped her: "Princess, you are so weak now, don't go..."
Shu Nuan insisted on getting out of bed, but was pushed and almost fell off the bed.
"Princess… "
Shu Nuan grabbed his hand, clutched it tightly, her eyes were red, and begged him: "Xuan Jiu, I'll just take a look, just take a look."
No matter how hard-hearted Xuan Jiu was, he couldn't bear Shu Nuan begging him like this.
In the end, they had to find a wooden wheelchair, helped Shu Nuan get out of bed and sit in the wheelchair, and put a soft blanket on her lower abdomen to make her warmer, and then pushed her out.
The setting sun in winter shone down, making the yard very warm.
But Shu Nuan's hands were very cold. I don't know why, but they were very cold.
She put both hands into the blanket, but they were still cold...
When Xuan Jiu opened the door, he felt a dead silence in the room before he entered.
Lifeless.
Sheng Qianmo was lying on the bed, with the cold and tough silhouette she was familiar with, but it was a little more morbid.
She stretched out her fingers to feel his breath, which was very shallow, almost nonexistent.
Shu Nuan looked back at Xuan Jiu helplessly, as if asking him what to do.
Xuan Jiu reluctantly stopped talking, he didn't know what to do.
The doctor said that without the antidote, King Sheng would have no choice but to wait for death.
After Ning Chengyuan learned that Sheng Qianmo had done this desperately, he was so angry that he summoned almost all available troops and rushed to the Southern Dynasty to seek medicine. However, the Southern Dynasty was so far away from Jiangzhou, not to mention that he could not If the antidote cannot be found, even if it is found, how can Sheng Qianmo survive that time...
Shu Nuan stretched out her little hand and grabbed his hand hanging on the side of the bed, grabbing it finger by finger. Her hand was ice cold, but his hand was even colder.
Xuan Jiu sighed and had no choice but to close the door and go out to wait for Shu Nuan.
She lowered her head and bit his hand, biting hard, leaving a row of small teeth marks, but she stared at his face with red eyes, and his unmoved look could be seen in her eyes.
Shu Nuan loosened his mouth and lowered his eyes. For a long time, he remained motionless and did nothing.
Until his pupils became dilated and lost focus, and he lightly blinked his eyelashes.
"We agreed not to owe each other, and we agreed not to see each other." Shu Nuan's tears fell on the back of his hand and he whispered. "Uncle Sheng, you are lying."
She would rather die than have Sheng Qianmo save her life for a life.
Then she would sit here and watch him live or die, but she didn't want it.
So Shu Nuan pushed his hand away, pushed it far away, and said stubbornly: "I won't wait for you, I won't wait for you."
He always lied to her like this, she wouldn't wait for a liar.
Shu Nuan was talking to himself as he pushed the wooden wheelchair and turned around to leave. Two lines of tears flowed down his face, but he still pursed his lips tightly and refused to show the slightest expression of pain.
Xuan Jiu was waiting outside the door. When he heard the noise, he quickly opened the door and came in to help her push the wheelchair out.
He felt quite uncomfortable when he saw Shu Nuan shed tears, but for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her.
"Princess... don't be sad."
Shu Nuan raised her hand to wipe her tears bit by bit, and said expressionlessly: "I'm not sad, not at all."