Infection, high fever, a week has passed, and there is still no sign of waking up, and the body temperature is also high and low. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gu Mingxuan looked at the pale little face with a burst of distress in his eyes, and his cold face pressed tightly against her hot forehead. Gu Mingxuan picked up the medicine bowl at the head of the bed and carefully fed her the medicinal juice, "Hmm-cough-cough-" The medicine choked into the trachea. Gu Mingxuan's eyes panicked, and he stroked her back, and slowly, the breath of the sleeping person began to calm down, but he was still unconscious and fell asleep. He gently wiped away the remaining medicinal juice from the corner of Qingyan's mouth, poured the medicine down with his backhand, carefully held her face, and slowly fed the thick medicinal juice into her mouth, and the bitter medicinal juice flowed down little by little.

With a thin chin, closed eyes, and bloodless lips, Ye Qingyan in a high fever was hot and scary, but her limbs were terrifyingly cold, and the fever-reducing medicine was poured down bowl by bowl, but the high fever was like a devil coiled on her body, refusing to fade.

All the doctors tried their best to do it, but it didn't work at all, and in the end, no one dared to prescribe medicine. She has no will to survive. Here's what the doctor said. It was just a fever that was not worth mentioning, but because she gave up her life, it became a serious illness that could not be cured.

Gu Mingxuan's face was pale and frightening, and he stayed by her side sleeplessly, constantly wiping the beads of sweat for her, or measuring her temperature, but Ye Qingyan's little face was still getting whiter and whiter day by day, almost becoming transparent, like a piece of crystal clear jade, cold and silent...... It seems to be about to shatter at the touch of it. Gu Mingxuan's face became colder day by day, holding her, tirelessly calling her, he knew that she had no desire to live, but he didn't allow her to leave, without too much permission, the god of death couldn't take her away.

Ye Qingyan's breathing became weaker and weaker, like a gossamer, and he even stopped breathing several times.

He held his soft-spoken hand in his palm, and murmured, "I will give you whatever you want, as long as you ...... it well" His voice was slightly hoarse and trembling, not like the usual tone of evil, and the depressing strangeness in his heart suddenly seemed to be gushing out like a wave, he was arrogant and always selfishly thought that all the best things should be owned by himself, and she became his target, the thing in his bag, and there was an unspeakable remorse in his cold eyes.

Ming Xuan, you care about her too much, you will lose. Leng Chengao told him so. He was being influenced by him, and that was a definite conclusion, but only a conclusion. He couldn't find the reason, he couldn't find the solution, and his little things went from being a game object to a variable in his life.

I don't know if Gu Mingxuan's call worked, or if the god of death was also afraid that this man would not take her away, and after another week, Qingyan finally woke up.

He leaned down and kissed her eyes with hot lips, the cold lines of his face replaced by a touch of affection. Gu Mingxuan saw that her expression was different, his brows furrowed slightly, a trace of distress flashed in his deep and dark eyes, and his voice was low but full of concern, "What's wrong, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

The cold eyes of the light words were like a blade at him.

Gu Mingxuan looked at the person on the bed uneasily, at this moment, he felt that something was getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart hurt inexplicably.

"Bang ......" The crisp voice was extremely loud in the ward, her slender jade hand was raised, and hit Gu Mingxuan, originally, he could dodge, but he leaned forward and asked her to hit, "Say lightly, if you can dissipate your anger in this way, I won't dodge." ”

"Degassing?" Looking at his head lightly, his smile became brighter and brighter, and it was so bright that it was distressing. "Gu Mingxuan, there is nothing between you and me, when did you start compromising with me? Well? Haha, is this a new game? Hehe, what role am I playing this time? Ye Qingyan looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Speak softly," he said, his eyes were hot, his heart was broken, and his thin lips were pursed. "Listen to me."

"Explain? Why do you have to explain it to me? Do you think I still care? The understatement was like a fist, smashing into his heart, his knuckles clenched into fists clearly, and the green tendons were exposed. Gu Mingxuan's thin lips were pursed, and he didn't speak, but his deep black eyes kept staring at her, and there was no emotion on his handsome face.

Looking at the silent man, Ye Qingyan suddenly smiled, the smile was so gorgeous, so enchanting, so desolate, "You are the president of the Gu family, you are high, you can't live forever, how can you take care of others, you are just blindly looking for your own pleasure, even if you build happiness on the pain of others." She took a breath of cold air, her throat was bitter, and her voice trembled, "It's like persecuting me, threatening me......"

He locked her, his eyes flashed for a moment, and then he froze, "Do you just look at me like that?" A question is not like a question, a declarative sentence is not like a declarative sentence, it is sour, and Gu Mingxuan's handsome eyebrows are a little gloomy.

"Or else?" Looking at him sarcastically, "Isn't that true?" ”

His lips pursed into threads, "Say it lightly, give me time to prove it, okay?" ”

"It's late!" Ye Qingyan's attitude was detached, his face was set aside, and he no longer looked at him.

She is a quenched knife, a knife that pierces deep into his heart, pulling out the heartache, not pulling out the intestines. When she pulled away, he sadly realized that he had already been poisoned.

She snorted in pain and used her other hand to break his fingers. One by one, he pulled it away, but he didn't let go, it was resolute to die, so resolute that the force of clasping her hand almost crushed her.

"Let it go!" He raised his eyebrows and glared at him angrily, his cold gaze without a trace of warmth.

Gu Mingxuan not only didn't let go, but instead clasped her other hand and put it on her chest: "It's ...... Tell me, you can't ...... Let go, like, once upon a time...... You love me... The same ......" is such a simple sentence, but it is so difficult for him to say, obviously he is not injured, but he is like a person on the verge of death, intermittently.

This, I am afraid, is the longest and most romantic thing he has ever said in his life, but now, it is in pieces, just like his heart. At that time, it was just a whim, but I never thought that Ye Qingyan seemed to be pure brew for many years, and he was reluctant to quit once he tasted it.