Chapter Thirty-Six: Feeding the Medicine

The morning dew always looks cool and moisturized. When the morning sun peeked into the room through the half-closed window lattice, it gently sprinkled on Xuan Ming's back, and climbed up half of his cheek.

Although he was asleep, his face was as cold as usual, and his brows were slightly furrowed, and even a trace of heroism that could not be hidden could be seen. Xu was because he hadn't bothered to freshen up for many days, and fine stubble appeared on his cheeks, and a patch of blue made his face look more and more mature.

That's how Xuan Ming fell asleep on the edge of the bed. His breath was extremely unsoothing, as if the slightest sound could wake him up from a light dream. Jin Se, who was lying beside him, was not as pale as he was on the day of his injury, but he was still lifeless, his eyes were tightly closed, and his breath was as light as a gossamer.

Jin Se's wound had been wrapped in layers of white bandages, but it was still mottled with blood, and her hair that had been tied up high in the past was also lowered at this time, and it was naturally draped on her shoulders, black as seaweed.

At the door, Qingyan and Minglong were looking at the group of people in the room through the crack in the door. Minglong's brows furrowed deeply:

"Why hasn't Jin Se woken up these days?" Qingyan nodded:

"It's been nearly five days, and Sister Jinse has improved a lot, but she doesn't wake up yet, it's really anxious." Minglong sighed when he heard this, and couldn't help but turn his gaze to Xuan Ming:

"How many days have Xuan Ming been here?" Qingyan glanced back at Minglong, frowned and nodded:

"Brother Xuan Ming hasn't come out of Sister Jinse's room in the past few days, and he has been taking care of Sister Jinse, so he hasn't been idle. You see, he has also been a lot haggard these days, and he is really anxious to die. When Minglong heard this, his face immediately sank:

"How is this good, Jin Se is hurt, he can't do anything else. If he is tired, if something happens later, you and I can't cope with it alone. With that, he reached out and pushed the door in.

I don't know if it's because the sound of pushing the door is a little louder or what, Xuan Ming suddenly raised his head, and looked at Minglong and Qingyan with a pair of murderous eyes. Qing Yan's hand shook in fright, and he almost threw away the tray in his hand.

"Brother Xuanming, don't worry, it's me and Brother Minglong." As soon as Qingyan's soft words fell, Xuan Ming seemed to have just woken up, he shook his head, opened his eyes, got up from the small bench next to the bed, and took two steps to take the tray in Qingyan's hand:

"Miss Qingyan bothered, just give it to me."

Ming Long noticed that Xuan Ming's body was a little stiff, and the steps under his feet were not as steady as before, as if he was too tired. He had never seen such a Xuanming, and before that, his understanding of Xuanming was only good at martial arts, but he was too indifferent. He couldn't get used to Xuan Ming's lofty appearance in the past, and he couldn't imagine that he could be so disregarded about his image for the sake of Jinse today.

Minglong's heart couldn't help but feel warm, so he didn't live up to Jin Se's treatment of Xuan Ming in the past. But looking at Xuan Ming now, he is unprecedentedly tired, which really makes Minglong feel a little distressed. He hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to take the tray in Xuan Ming's hand:

"You've been guarding day and night for the past few days, and you're already a little too tired. You go and have a good rest first, and I'll leave it to me and Qingyan here. Who knew that as soon as Minglong's hand touched the edge of the tray, it was blocked by Xuan Ming with his hand, and Xuan Ming shook his head lightly:

"It's my business, so I don't want you to bother. Besides, in the past few days, the Qingyan girl has been helping to change the dressing and decocting the medicine, and she is indeed tired. After speaking, he paused, and continued: "And you, Minglong, these days I want you to go so far to buy medicine, and you have to be careful not to be targeted, it is indeed difficult for you." But you and my brother, don't have to say those pretentious words of Rausch. When Minglong heard this, his hand that wanted to take the tray was a little stiff.

Xuan Ming said that he regarded himself as a brother, which Ming Long never dared to think, but these words came from Xuan Ming's mouth, and it actually made Ming Long feel an inexpressible emotion. He didn't know what to say, but raised his hand and gently patted Xuan Ming's shoulder, pulling out a difficult smile:

"Well, brother, it's all going to be fine. Right now, you and Qingyan are busy inside, and I'll take care of the outside. Xuan Ming tilted his head slightly and returned with a faint smile, which was regarded as an agreement.

Xuan Ming sat down by Jin Se's window again, first put the tray aside, and then reached out to support Jin Se's body up, letting her lean on the pillow on the side, then reached out to take the soup in the tray, scooped up a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew gently, and put it on his lips to test the temperature, before he was relieved to give Jin Se a drink.

Seeing all this in Ming Long's eyes, it was as painful as a stab, and he couldn't help but secretly think that if he hadn't listened to Xuan Ming's words that night and took Qingyan to find a place to live first, but went to find Jin Se with Xuan Ming, would Jin Se not be injured, and he would not have seen this pale as paper Jin Se today, nor would he have seen this tired and heart-wrenching Xuan Ming.

Qingyan saw Minglong's expression, seemed to understand his thoughts, stepped forward, wrapped Minglong's hand with his own hand, Minglong felt the temperature coming from his hand, turned around to look at Qingyan, and the smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth was indeed much uglier than crying.

When he turned his head, he saw that the decoction that Xuan Ming gave to Jin Se was flowing down the corner of Jin Se's mouth, and he couldn't drink a drop. Minglong was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward:

"What's going on?" Xuan Ming completely ignored Ming Long's anxiety, and he put down the medicine bowl:

"Jinse has been unable to drink the medicine for several days, and she has not responded. Over the past few days, she has become thinner and thinner. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again to lift Jin Se's body up, and said to Ming Long:

"You help me hold her up." Minglong listened, sat down behind Jin Se's body, and let Jin Se lean on his arms. Jin Se was wearing only a thin middle coat, and Ming Long could even feel Jin Se's cold bones against his chest.

"Why is she so thin?" As soon as the words fell, Ming Long subconsciously looked at Xuan Ming, only to see him take a mouthful of Jin Se's decoction, close to Jin Se's lips, and send the decoction into Jin Se's mouth like a kiss.

Jin Se's mouth was still only closed, although there were very few decoctions to be taken each time, there would still be some outflows, such a small sip of feeding, which was originally a decoction that a normal person could drink in three or two sips, actually let Xuan Ming feed for half an hour.

After feeding the medicine, Xuan Ming was already sweating. Qingyan hurriedly sent over a cup of hot tea, and Xuan Ming drank it in one gulp, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Minglong put Jin Se back to sleep, his brows furrowed tightly, and his voice was a little low:

"Have you been drinking medicine for her like this for the past few days?" Xuan Ming didn't look up:

"I'm just afraid she'll never wake up again." As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked at the quiet Jinse on the bed, "When will she wake up?" ”