It was only at this time that Mu Qiyu felt his strong love for him.

When he was in front of Bo Chushi, watching the passage of Bo Chushi's life but unable to do anything, he really felt the pain and despair, and realized that he really cared about him.

She just wanted him to live well now.

In this life, what about becoming a canary for you?

By the way, forget to say, just your canary alone.

……

Mu Qiyu's voice was crying but extremely firm: "I'll take you home." ”

The home that belonged only to the two of us.

After speaking, Mu Qiyu supported his thin body and walked towards the community with Bo Chu on his back.

She was panting, her stamina was dropping, and she was suffering from a high fever.

Walking on the soles of your feet is like stepping on cotton, and every step is extremely difficult when carrying Bo Chu.

Mu Qiyu finally returned downstairs with Bo Chushi on his back, looked at the room on the fifth floor, and exhaled hot air to the unconscious person on his back: "It's almost there." ”

Mu Qiyu's head was even more dizzy, her forehead was already full of sweat, and her vision in front of her began to blur.

She pressed the button on the fifth floor in a daze.

Walking with a flirtatious step, Mu Qiyu staggered back to the door of the residence with Bo Chu on his back, and saw the door that was closed in front of him.

"I'm sorry."

Mu Qiyu used her last bit of strength and said regretfully to Bo Chushi on her back that she still couldn't take him home in the end.

Mu Qiyu's body couldn't support it anymore, and she lost consciousness as soon as it was dark in front of her, and when she and Bo Chushi, the two fell to the ground together.

"Little Elm, Little Elm"

In a trance, Mu Qiyu heard someone calling her in her ear.

She was curious to open her eyes to see who was calling her again, but their eyes were too heavy.

Mu Qiyu tried to struggle several times, but finally failed, and she gave up.

Mu Qiyu felt that his hot forehead suddenly came into contact with a cold thing, the fusion of ice and fire, cool.

Is she coming?

*

I don't know how long it took, Mu Qiyu opened her eyes in a daze, and the sight was the ceiling of her room.

"You're finally awake."

Chu Musheng saw that Mu Qiyu, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and woke up, hurriedly put down the bowl of Chinese medicine in his hand, and ran over happily and said.

"You're here."

Mu Qiyu saw that Chu Musheng was so leisurely here, not busy and anxious at all, and knew that Bo Chu should be fine.

Immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone in his heart finally landed.

Chu Musheng began to educate her angrily in an instant.

turned on the chatter mode, "You are really, you don't care for your body at all, you have a fever in your forties and are still running around." If I'm late, you're going to be burned as a fool. ”

When she arrived with the medicine box on her back, she saw Mu Qiyu and a man lying together, but she was worried to death.

This ghost girl, when she has a fever, she still runs around without seeing a doctor and drinking medicine, and the fever is not a joke when she reaches more than 40 degrees.

If she was too late, her life might be gone.

"How's he doing?" Mu Qiyu asked solemnly.

Ignoring Chu Musheng's nagging, he didn't eagerly want to know how his body was, but wanted to know Bo Chu's situation.

Chu Musheng bent the corners of his mouth and pretended to be stupid: "Who?" ”

"It's the man who fell with me."

Mu Qiyu didn't want to talk nonsense with her, she just wanted to know how his injuries were doing, was he okay?

"He's not in a good condition, he's lost a lot of blood, he has deep wounds on his body, and he's still unconscious.

I operated on him to remove the bullets, got anti-inflammatory drugs on the wound, and made up for the blood he had lost too much.

Anyway, I've done my best, and whether I can wake up or not depends on his own creation. As long as you get through tonight, it shouldn't be a big problem. ”