MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 802 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (86)

  Chapter 802 The return of the inadvertent, scattered flowers like this (86)

  Wen Xien was really confused by the pain, she raised her hand with difficulty to touch the child's face.

  Miao Hua immediately grabbed her hand and pressed his face to his palm, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to scare her.

   "Wen Xien..." His voice was thick nasal.

   The pale and sick person still has blood stains on the corners of her mouth. She is like a peony flower that has bloomed to the extreme and is dying, and is dying.

   There was a crystal tear at the end of the enchanting Feili's eyes.

   She opened her mouth, and the pale lips spit out the words of death.

"Kill me……"

"Kill me……"

The word    is like needles coated with poison, one after another pierced into his chest, stirring his internal organs, until he was in pain before he was willing to give up.

  The pain that had been accumulated for a long time rushed like a flood, and it was overwhelmed in an instant.

   "Wen Xien, you, you can't do this..."

   He could only hug her tightly, he didn't dare to let go, he said with grief, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

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  Wen Xien's condition seemed to aggravate a lot this night, overwhelming her with an unstoppable trend.

   Miao Hua has always been by her side, no matter how hard she rushes, she can't drive away.

   What Wen Xien didn't expect was that Zhou Wenying was here.

   She came before it was bright. Maybe she was afraid that she would be seen chewing her tongue when she came during the day, so she only dared to come when it was not bright.

  Miao Hua's expression became extremely terrifying when he saw the visitor, which shocked Zhou Wenying firmly.

   "Get out."

   The child wolf is usually staring at Zhou Wenying, as if it will explode at any time.

   It was Wen Xien who coughed before letting the child put away that expression. He hurriedly got a cup of hot water and fed Wen Xien sips, which was completely different from what he looked like just now.

   After drinking a glass of water, his throat felt much more comfortable. Wen Xien sat on the bed, his jet-black eyes still clear.

   "You came to me, what's the matter?"

   Her voice was much weaker.

   Zhou Wenying came to Wen Xien's side, and the child stared at her vigilantly.

   Zhou Wenying came here just to ask about one thing.

   Although the person on the bed was terminally ill, it still did not affect her appearance. Even a person like a fairy, even with a sick face, has its own kind of frail beauty.

   she asked: "Why do you never explain?"

   I'm just afraid that you will be embarrassed.

   This sentence Wen Xien did not say.

   Wen Xien coughed softly twice, Miao Hua felt heartbroken when she heard her coughing, and wished to throw the woman who made Wen Xien worried directly out to kill.

   eased the itch in his throat, Wen Xien raised his eyebrows and said, "Those who are clean are self-cleaning, and people are watching the sky. It doesn't matter whether they say it or not."

   Zhou Wenying's heart trembled and she wanted to say something, but the pain was like a sting in her throat. She choked as long as she opened her mouth, like a rough stone piercing her throat.

   She is not stupid, she heard Wen Xien's meaning clearly, and it was precisely because she understood that she was uneasy.

   Dare to stay here any longer, Zhou Wenying turned around and ran away without saying a word.

  The door closed in a hurry, and the cold wind blew in, making Wen Xien shiver.

   The door was closed in the next second.

  Miao Hua helped Wen Xien to a different position, which made it easier to drink medicine.

  The man came in with the medicine, sat beside the bed, scooped up a spoonful, and fed her carefully.

   Wen Xien just took a sip, but before she swallowed it, her stomach was tumbling, but the nausea kept coming out. She couldn't control the nausea, so she quickly bent over on the edge of the bed and spit out all the medicine.

  A few strands of hair hung down from behind her. Her face was as pale as paper, and her hair was lined with ink to glow even whiter. The jet-black eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, which directly soaked her long eyelashes.

  's thin shoulders trembled slightly, her pale lips were bright, and her whole person looked weak and thin, as if the wind would blow her away.

  Miao Hua's heart stagnated, and he lightly patted Wen Xien's back, there was not much flesh under his palm, and almost all of his back was human bones.

   Guo Zhenfei's hand holding the medicine also froze slightly, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his fingertips turned white. He ruthlessly did not put down the medicine because of Wen Xien's pity.

   Because only after taking this medicine can Wen Xien be less painful, and only by drinking the medicine obediently can he get better faster, so he must not be soft-hearted.

   Wen Xien retched a few times, but nothing came out. His face was flushed with blood, and Miao Hua wiped the corners of her mouth for her.

   Guo Zhenfei lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the medicine in his hand, then scooped another spoonful and handed it over.

   Wen Xien didn't drink it obediently this time. She turned her head willfully, frowned, and looked at the dark medicine with disgust.

   "I don't drink anymore, it's too bitter."

   Guo Zhenfei refused without hesitation.

"no."

  Wen Xien really couldn't stand the bitter taste. She lowered her eyelashes pitifully, "But I want to vomit."

  The man didn't soften his heart, but said unswervingly: "Just bear with it and you'll be fine."

   After she finished speaking, she directly pressed the spoon against her lips. Wen Xien smelled the bitter taste, pursed her lips, and secretly competed with the man.

  Miao Hua was afraid that the medicine would not work well if it got cold, so he said to Wen Xien in a panic with red eyes.

   "Just drink it, drink it... I'll give you candied fruit, okay? That way it won't be bitter."

   The child looked even more anxious than she was, with red eyes like a small walnut, and at first glance he knew that he was secretly hiding and crying.

  The man was also looking at her silently, with pleading in his eyes.

  Wen Xien was forced to drink it, but he still spit it out.

  Guo Zhenfei's fingertips while holding the spoon were shaking, but he still insisted on stubbornly letting Wen Xien finish the medicine.

   There weren't many people who drank it. Almost all of them vomited while eating. After drinking, Miao Hua immediately stuffed her with two candied fruits.

   Although it was sweet in her mouth, Wen Xien felt that her stomach was bitter.

   It's hard to die.

   After tossing for so long, Wen Xien was also tired, like Guo Zhenfei was forcing her to take medicine, and he turned his head not to look at him.

   Recently, Wen Xien sleeps longer and longer during the day, and wakes up painfully at night.

   Miao Hua went out with a bowl, Guo Zhenfei took off his shoes and clothes and hugged Wen Xien with the quilt in his arms.

   He rubbed Wen Xien's teary eyelashes and said coquettishly, "You are not allowed to be mad at me."

  Wen Xien was sleepy and did not speak.

   Guo Zhenfei lowered his head and kissed Wen Xien's cheek lightly.

   "Can you stop sleeping? Talk to me."

  Wen Xien's awake time is getting less and less, every time he looks at her sleeping face, Guo Zhenfei will have an uneasy feeling lingering in his heart.

   He was a little afraid of Wen Xien with his eyes closed.

   I have a typo

   (end of this chapter)