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This room is not big, with all kinds of facilities, but it doesn't have the taste of home. It's so simple that it feels cold and cold, it's obviously a guest room. I think the owner's room is not only a big and almost weird house, but Yu Wenying must not be willing to let people in other rooms. Moreover, they may also imprison Yu Wenying or house arrest in his own room, so staying in a guest room should be the most convenient.

The sky blue curtains hang down. Even if we open the door and the cold wind comes in with people, it will not blow away the hot air on the bed.

I saw Pei Yuanxiu lying there at a glance.

There was still a faint smell of medicine in the room, but the wind disappeared after it was rolled up. Han Zitong ignored me after leading me in. The door was closed outside. She walked slowly to the bed by herself, looking down at the person on the bed with a pale face and a sleepy person on the bed.

Although I didn't get close, I could see his face a little dark in the pale face and his lips were bloodless.

It's indeed very ill.

But looking at him like this, I heard Han Zitong breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this condition should have been better than before, or at least stabilized, otherwise she would not be relieved.

At this time, Han Zitong turned around and looked at me.

"Do you know why I brought you?"

"have no idea."

"Don't you want to see him?"

"It's not considered a meeting."

"Then, you don't even know why he is sick?"

“…”

I was stunned for a moment, looked at the pale face on the bed, looked at her again, and suddenly smiled and said, "Can you think that he is sick because of me, and that I made him sick?"

“…”

"Then you bring me here, are you going to come and deal with me in front of him?"

“…”

Han Zitong glanced at me and didn't say anything.

But it was obvious that when I said the word "Yes" just now, her eyes flashed, and when I said "clean up", her eyes fell to my hand.

I immediately sneered.

At this moment, I was like a frightened hedgehog, erecting all the thorns in my body. Han Zitong looked at me, her eyes flashed slightly. After a while, she suddenly said: "What is he sick? It's hard for the doctor to say now, but the old disease in his chest is indeed the reason why his condition worsens."

“…”

I was slightly stunned - the old trouble in his chest?

I was a little lost for a moment, and then turned to look at the person on the bed, and then suddenly remembered.

In Gantang Village, in the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, my dagger stabbed into his chest and wanted to kill him, but it was over.

Although I have several lives on my hands, I have never killed anyone with my own hands. That was the first time I really used a knife to kill someone. I realized that being a bad person and being a murderer is also a kind of ability. Just like me, I bet on the price that I might be stupid for the rest of my life, and even made such a determination, I didn't hit him in the vital light.

But he still suffered a little.

Thinking of this, I said coldly: "So, are you really going to deal with me here? Avenge him?"

“…”

Han Zitong looked at me for a while and suddenly whispered: "He, Yuan Xiu, called your name when he was in a coma."

“…”

I was slightly stunned and looked back at her.

I don’t know if it was because the person in bed was seriously ill, which made her worried, or the current situation had already made her feel uneasy. At this time, her expression became more depressed than before, and she said, “I heard that he called your name.”

I looked back at the person on the bed.

"So, bring me here."

“…”

"Do you think I'm his medicine if you're sick?"

Han Zitong looked at me and said solemnly: "Yan Qingying, I don't want you to get close to him. If possible, I even hope you won't appear in front of him again in your life."

I said, "Then why did you let me come?"

She took a deep breath, as if somewhere in her chest was hurting, which made her breathless. After a while, her voice was a little hoarse, "I hope you will be here to guard him. He-if he could feel that you are here, maybe he would wake up soon."

“…”

At this moment, my mood was a little heavy, but I felt heavy when I looked at the heavy sadness between her frowning eyebrows.

Of course I know that she loves Pei Yuanxiu.

I also understand that a woman will be naturally xenophobic and possessive when she falls into love.

It should be said that no one's love can tolerate a third person.

But now, in order to make this man wake up soon, she asked me to guard him - even if she watched the person she loved be with others, even if she was suffering in her heart and was entangled by the jealous poisonous snake, she would still make him better.

If you don’t love ten, you may not be able to do such a thing.

I looked at her in a daze for a moment: "You...why are you?"

She turned her head to avoid my gaze, as if she wanted to avoid the breath I brought: "I don't feel any pain."

"..." I was silent for a while, and then said, "But he may not not feel it."

“…?”

Han Zitong was slightly stunned and looked up at me.

I looked into her eyes lightly and said, "You just said that his condition was aggravated by the old problem in the chest. Of course, you also know who stabbed that knife."

“…”

Her eyes immediately became sharp: "Why, do you want to do it again?"

I said coldly, "I don't think much. When I was in Gantang Village before, even if I killed him, I would be able to survive. But here, if I really cut his throat with one knife, you - especially you, will definitely chop me into meat paste."

“…”

"No, not only chopped into meat paste, but there may be more, more cruel punishments await me."

“…”

"I am a person who cherishes my life. No matter who lives, it is more important than if I live by myself."

As she listened to me, her brows became tighter and tighter: "Then why did you tell me this?"

I said, "Because, I am a person who cannot withstand temptation."

“…”

"Even your sister knows that the situation is very urgent now. If he really has a few things, what will the world become like? Who knows?"

“…”

"Besides, he is unconscious now and has no ability to resist at all. It is much easier to kill him than when he was awake."

“…”

"I'm afraid I really can't stand this temptation - kill him!"

The last three words seemed to have really turned into a knife and stabbed into her chest. Han Zitong's face darkened and she said, "Don't worry, I won't give you this opportunity! You are here, I will also be here, watching you!"

“…”

"If you really dare to hurt him, I promise you will be tortured a hundred times more severe than you imagined!"

I smiled and said, "That's good."

“…”

"You are saving him like this, and you are saving me."

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In the following time, I was really arranged to stay in Pei Yuanxiu's room, and Han Zitong, as she said, did not leave the room at all.

Although she was talking about asking me to come and guard Pei Yuanxiu, she really didn't want me to get too close to the man. She herself sat by the bed and kept looking at the pale face. Sometimes I took a nap and she sat still motionless, and even the wrinkles of her clothes did not change.

But there was no fatigue on her face. Instead, after a long stare, a smile that was almost happy would appear on her tired face from time to time.

It seems that as long as she is looking at him like this, she will be happy for the rest of her life.

Every time, the doctor would bring someone to deliver medicine, and Han Zitong would feed him in with him. After that, he would carefully wipe the corners of his mouth.

This way, sometimes I feel that she is Han Ruoshi.

It’s not that she is the man, but that she should be the wife of this man.

In one afternoon, I was fed three times.

In the evening, after taking another medicine, I finally couldn't help asking her: "Is this useful?"

Han Zitong lowered her head and wiped the corners of her mouth, and didn't look at me, saying in a deep voice: "I won't let him have something to do."

I got up and walked over a few steps. Pei Yuanxiu's face did not improve because he rested in this quiet environment and drank so many dark medicines. Although he was not so hot now, the haze between his eyebrows still did not dissipate.

I didn't say anything, and turned to look outside.
To be continued...
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