Chapter Ninety-Seven: Shocking
The moment he really saw Lie Chang'an in his hometown, the tears he couldn't hold back anymore.
The person lying on the bed was wearing a thin white undershirt, his cheeks were sunken, his face was blue, his lips were chapped and white, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and the white underwear on his body was stained with blood.
He was thin, so thin that he wasn't human-shaped, and he was cold.
She walked over and lay on the edge of the bed holding his hand, and found that it was so cold and piercing that if she hadn't looked at the slight rise and fall of his chest, she would have almost thought he was dead.
Tears fell from her hometown, she held Lie Chang'an's hand tightly, pressed it against her lips, and kept kissing softly, crying silently, so sad that she couldn't say anything.
Jasmine stood aside, also stunned, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.
Where is this still the high-spirited Chang'an general in the past, if Jasmine hadn't seen it with her own eyes today, she would have almost lost her recognition.
The princess held his hand like this, and when the sleeve slipped down to her elbow, she could faintly see the mottled cuts in it day by day.
Jasmine just looked at it, and she couldn't bear to look at it, not to mention that the legs of these two hands were all such large and small wounds, and there were a hundred serious injuries on her body.
Jasmine's eyes were sour, and when she saw the princess lying on the edge of the bed, she was crying heartbreakingly, and she trembled, so she could only force her head not to look at it again.
"Why is this happening...... Are you waking up? You wake up! ”
Hometown trembling and touching his emaciated face with both hands, unwilling to accept the fact that he was lying here motionless and dying, her heart was like a knife, and she only felt that her breath was about to be taken away.
"Lie Chang'an...... Chang'an ......"
He gently rubbed his cheek with his palm, trying to drive away the chill on his body, "You wake up, you look at me...... I'm from my hometown, I've come back to life, so do you want to live too? ”
The old man choked up, crying hoarsely, still staring at his face stupidly in the hazy eyes of tears, and he was reluctant to blink his eyes.
"I ...... I beg you to wake up, okay? ”
"Don't do this to me, I'm so scared......"
Why is this so? Obviously, I saved you, why did you become such a person or me in the end? ”
"What should I do, Chang'an, what should I do to wake you up......"
The prince stood aside and listened to the muttering in his hometown, with such despair and helplessness, and his eyes turned red.
As long as you are not an unintentional person, no one will be moved by such a scene?
The several imperial doctors who were summoned in by the crown prince have been treating General Chang'an here these days, and they don't know how much suffering and torture General Chang'an has suffered, and their doctors are benevolent, and they may not be able to do this for their patients.
They were blown away.
"Princess ......"
Imperial Physician Hu watched the princess crying and was about to breathe, worried that the princess was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't stand such intense emotional ups and downs, so he couldn't help but want to go forward and comfort a few words.
"Doctor Hu ......".
Hearing this familiar voice, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he hurriedly grabbed Imperial Physician Hu's sleeve and begged earnestly, "Imperial Physician Hu, can you save him, can you save him?" If you can cure me, you will be able to save him, right? ”