For the next five days, Mo Junyang kept taking the medicine prescribed by the old doctor.
On the surface, his condition appears to have stabilized and is not getting worse.
Even Shi Qingxue, who stayed with him almost twelve hours a day, was miraculously not infected.
Shi Qingxue and others did not experience the plague that was similar to the massacre of the city, so they did not feel the horror of the epidemic at all, and did not take it to heart.
On the contrary, the old doctor who was forced to come to see Mo Junyang every day saw Shi Qingxue's condition and called him a miracle several times, saying that this was simply impossible.
However, Shi Qingxue did not contract the disease, which made many people temporarily let go of their concerns, which can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes.
Shi Qingxue stayed by Mo Junyang's side, but asked somewhat gloomily: "How are you feeling?"
She had to ask this question several times every day. Even if Mo Junyang gave her a positive answer every time, she still felt uneasy and always worried that she had neglected something.
Mo Junyang patiently answered over and over again: "I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."
After a pause, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
He clearly felt that Shi Qingxue was not in high spirits at this time, as if he had been hit by something.
"It's okay." Shi Qingxue subconsciously wanted to deny it, but as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her promise to be honest with Mo Junyang.
She bit her lower lip hard, leaving a deep red mark, and then whispered: "I was just thinking, why didn't I get the disease?"
In fact, this doubt has appeared in everyone's mind. You can't say that Shi Qingxue has a particularly good life because he wears the protagonist's halo, right
But coupled with the boredom Shi Qingxue showed when thinking about this issue just now, this attitude is not right.
"What are you thinking about?" Mo Junyang's brows furrowed even deeper, and his tone of voice was so heavy that it was almost scolding.
However, Shi Qingxue became unusually bold, raised her eyes and looked directly at Mo Junyang, and asked seriously: "You once said that you are willing to feel all the beauty and pain in this time with me, are you lying to me too
Now that you have contracted this ghost disease, how do you think I can sit here with peace of mind and wait for you to recover
What would you do if you were me? "
Three questions in a row left Mo Junyang speechless.
If the identities were reversed, Mo Junyang would never watch Shi Qingxue fall into a desperate situation and remain indifferent to him.
He would do this even if contracting the plague would only make the situation worse.
Even if he died, he would die with Shi Qingxue and die of the same disease.
So paranoid!
But now he is the one who is seriously ill, so all his thoughts are hidden in his heart.
On the surface, he lectured seriously: "Don't be ridiculous! Plague is not a trivial matter. If you are really infected with the plague, who will take care of me then?"
The reason is so high-sounding and justifiable.
Considering Mo Junyang himself, Shi Qingxue could not refute.
She lowered her head and ignored Mo Junyang.
After a long while, he hummed lowly: "I know, that's why I'm just sulking!"
I didn’t really act impulsively and let myself catch the plague.
Actually there is another problem.
"By the way, you haven't told me yet, how did you catch this damn plague?"
After Shi Qingxue asked, she didn't get an answer for a while. She raised her head in confusion and saw that Mo Junyang had passed out silently on the bed.
"Jun Yang!"
Mo Junyang suddenly fainted frequently recently, but every time, Shi Qingxue still felt heartbroken and heartbroken.
She nervously stretched out her fingers to touch the tip of Mo Junyang's nose again, testing carefully.
This time, her tense face did not relax, but suddenly became ugly.
"Winter, winter frost!"
Shi Qingxue stuttered and shouted out, her voice broken, which made Dongshuang jump.
Dong Shuang hurriedly ran in, "Liu Niang, what's wrong?"
"Go and get the doctor, go quickly!"
Dongshuang responded quickly and hurried out again.
After a cup of tea, the old doctor was carried in by Wei Ziye.
When the old doctor saw Mo Junyang passed out on the bed, his already sad expression was about to collapse.
Before Qingxue could speak, he begged for mercy: "Sixth Miss, I really tried my best. But it has been more than ten days since Prince Mo was ill, and I really can't do anything!"
Mo Junyang will be unconscious now. He has reached the end of his endurance and can no longer support it!
His medicine was unable to cure the epidemic in the first place, and he had planned to delay it for one day, but the medicine would eventually lose its effectiveness, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Wei Ziye would not listen to his sophistry at all. He put the big knife on the old doctor's neck again and said coldly: "If you can't cure the master, I will kill you!"
The old doctor was really about to cry!
"Even if you kill me, I will still be powerless!" The old doctor also wants to cure Mo Junyang!
If he really has this ability, regardless of how objective the immediate benefits are, if his reputation for curing the plague spreads, he will probably be revered as the reincarnation of Hua Tuo.
But he really doesn’t know what medicine can cure the epidemic!
"Ziye, let him go."
A weak male voice came from the bedside, and Mo Junyang opened his eyes again.
Shi Qingxue almost threw herself on Mo Junyang. She held Mo Junyang's hand tightly and refused to let go, shouting in a tearful voice: "Jun Yang, how do you feel? Don't lie to me! Don't." …”
As soon as she opened her mouth, she actually started crying.
Big tears poured down from her eyes uncontrollably, covering her whole face.
At this time, she didn't know that what Mo Junyang said before about "it's okay" was just to make her happy. Not only was Mo Junyang not okay, but something big had happened!
Mo Junyang's body was getting weaker day by day due to the pain, but he refused to say anything and kept lying to her with the word "it's okay" until he finally couldn't hold it anymore.
The man actually raised his hand to touch Shi Qingxue's cheek with difficulty, slowly wiped away the tears on her cheeks with his index finger, and coaxed her softly, softly: "I'm fine, really. !”
Shi Qingxue's tears fell even more fiercely. Her mind was now in a mess, and all her previous composure, methods and strategies had disappeared.
She couldn't think of a single solution, and her mind was filled with the knowledge that Mo Junyang was about to die, which almost drove her to collapse!
"Jun Yang, I beg you, nothing will happen to you, I beg you..." Shi Qingxue spoke in a confused manner, having no idea what she said.
Mo Junyang looked at Shi Qingxue who was so fragile and helpless, and the composure and coolness he pretended to have collapsed.
The man's eyes darkened little by little, and he stopped defending Shi Qingxue.
Because now his whole body felt as hot as fire, but suddenly it felt like ice cubes were stuffed into his heart, making him shiver with coldness.
He almost used up all his strength to prevent outsiders from noticing his current situation, and had no extra energy to explain.
He had no choice but to wait until the cold and hot pain subsided a little before he continued to order Wei Ziye, "Okay, you all go down first!"
Wei Ziye's eyes widened, thinking he heard wrongly.
Now that Mo Junyang is almost dying, this patient is still driving them away. Is he looking for death
However, the man's eyes were clear and did not look like he was sick at all. When Wei Ziye hesitated, his voice turned cold again, "Hurry up."
Wei Ziye thought that Mo Junyang was probably really sick and confused, which is why he acted so irrationally.
But obeying Mo Junyang's arrangements has become an instinct engraved in his bones. He only hesitated for two seconds before pulling the reluctant Dong Shuang and the grateful old doctor out of the room. Xindi closed the door to the room for the people inside.
Shi Qingxue heard Mo Junyang's arrangement, but now her brain was invaded by fear, and she could not rationally analyze the pros and cons. She just stared at Mo Junyang with her big round eyes, without turning for a moment.
She was afraid that Mo Junyang would disappear when she didn't see him.
"Jun Yang, Jun Yang..." Shi Qingxue repeated Mo Junyang's name over and over again.
Mo Junyang's eyes darkened, and when they were the only two people left in the room, he smiled at Shi Qingxue with difficulty, and said in a weak voice: "Help me sit up, let's talk!"
"Speak... Okay, okay!" What Shi Qingxue was most afraid of was that Mo Junyang would go there unknowingly in his sleep.
If Mo Junyang is willing to speak, that is of course a good thing!
She hurriedly helped Mo Junyang sit up, leaning against the edge of the bed, and followed closely.
Like the clingiest cat, no one can live without its owner.
Such an action could melt Mo Junyang's heart.
But now he had no extra thought to react to this. He could only hold Shi Qingxue's little hand with all his strength, wrap it tightly in his own hand, and apply gentle pressure.
When Qingxue looked up at him, he said, "Don't be afraid, I'll be fine, I promise!"
Such a guarantee was the sweetest confession in the world to Shi Qingxue. It made her heart feel as if it had been moisturized by warm water, and she immediately threw it into the oil pan and fried it again.
Her heart felt sour and swollen, and she cried uncontrollably again.
Qingxue wiped her tears and shouted loudly to Mo Junyang: "Okay, this is what you told me! If you break your promise, you must do what you promised me, even to the death! Do you hear me!"
While speaking, Shi Qingxue saw that Mo Junyang's eyelids seemed to be drooping again. She couldn't help shouting louder, "Mo Junyang, you promised me, answer me! Answer me quickly!" "
Mo Junyang didn't answer, and his eyes gently closed again.
At that moment, Shi Qingxue felt that her heart was broken, the whole world fell into darkness, and she was on the verge of collapse!
"Jun Yang!"
Shi Qingxue screamed in horror and tried her best to shake Mo Junyang, hoping that the man would open his eyes again and give her an explanation.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Liu Niang! There is someone outside asking to see you."
Shi Qingxue froze, and when she thought that the person coming was probably Shen Luo, her body started to tremble.
This time I'm excited!
She couldn't wait to rush to the door and opened it, "Is it Shen Luo? Shen Luo is here, right?"
Wei Ziye looked at Shi Qingxue's overflowing joy and felt that his next words were a bit too cruel. But he could only answer truthfully: "No, it's a girl."