Hearing the sound, Chen Dongsheng quickly opened his eyes, and his first reaction was to prop up his upper body to visit the person lying under him, and put his forehead against her forehead, the tips of their noses were facing each other, their lips were close at hand, and they paused for a moment, feeling Wen Xien's extremely weak snort, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand to block the morning light, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward, and whispered: "Why are you so sleepy, it's been the third day and you haven't woken up yet, haven't you lost your breath?" ”

The person on the bed still didn't move, Chen Dongsheng was slightly annoyed, stretched out a hand into the quilt, and slowly stroked Wen Xien's bare skin.

After touching it carefully for a long time, the skin that was as cold as cold jade gradually gave birth to a warm touch in his palm, and then he slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The quilt was full of flowers, and the nephrite under the quilt was fragrant, and the hot breath of the two people's bodies slipped out of the cracks, and then quickly caged back into the quilt and wrapped around the ice-carved body.

As soon as he came out of the quilt, the cold wind hit, Chen Dongsheng pursed his purple lips, glanced back at the person on the bed, wrapped his coat tightly and went out, when he opened the door, he only dared to open a small slit, the man's figure was extremely tall, and the appearance of squeezing out was a little funny.

The temperature outside was minus a few degrees, and every breath was filled with a thick chill.

Now the morning is gloomy, just like the night, and the pressure makes people breathless, and even the mood of the people becomes depressed.

In the first few days, Chen Dongsheng was still calm and calm, he knew that Wen Xien's health was not good, and it might be that he was angry if he didn't wake up, but it had been a week, and he hadn't woken up yet, if Wen Xien wasn't still breathing, he thought that Wen Xien was out of breath.

Chen Dongsheng always thought that it would be enough to wait for Wen Xien's body to recover, and the doctor also said that even if he was stimulated, he might wake up after a few days, but these are not big problems.

Until one night, Wen Xien's body suddenly became hot, Chen Dongsheng and Wen Xien's skin was close to each other, and they were burned to wake up from their sleep, as if they were holding a piece of burning charcoal in their arms.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he found that Wen Xien's face was blushing abnormally, and his breathing was becoming more and more rapid, even so, Wen Xien still didn't wake up.

Chen Dongsheng screamed a few times, Wen Xien seemed to be in some nightmare, his head shook from side to side, and cold sweat wet the broken hair on her forehead.

Chen Dongsheng's expression couldn't help but change greatly, he could barely maintain the indifferent and warm expression of Su Ri, he hurriedly got up and covered the curtains of the windows around him tightly, and went to the kitchen to boil a plate of hot water.

In the middle of the night, Chen Dongsheng was stunned and sweated.

But no, even if Chen Dongsheng tried his best to cool down Wen Xien, there was still no improvement, and Wen Xien was stunned for a high fever all night.

At this moment, Chen Dongsheng didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly put on a coat and ran out to find a doctor.

Before dawn, the doctor didn't open the door at this point in time, so Chen Dongsheng slapped the door vigorously and shouted loudly to Dr. Huang.

The man's voice was so loud that it woke up the people next door, and none of them opened the window and cursed.

Chen Dongsheng didn't care about the scolding of the person next door, and just when he was so anxious that he was about to kick the door, the door finally opened.

Before Dr. Huang could speak, he bumped into the man's scarlet eyes, he probably hadn't slept all night, covered in bloodshots, and the man's hair was still stained with dew, and his body was in disarray.

"Doctor Huang, Doctor Huang, she has a fever, a fever, a fever all night, you, you, go and see...... Help her, save her......"

The man spoke incoherently, and his trembling voice made people like Dr. Huang who were accustomed to life and death feel unbearable.

Dr. Huang is regarded as a respected old man in this village, not only because of his superb medical skills, but also because he is also a peaceful person.

Even though he was frightened by Chen Dongsheng's unreasonable behavior, Dr. Huang still packed up his medicine box and followed.

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The person woke up, and it didn't take long to sleep, which made Chen Dongsheng very excited, but Dr. Huang said a word before leaving.

"This little doll has not lived long, she has no desire to live, and you shouldn't have brought her to this village, there is still hope for treatment in the city, and now the best time has been missed......"

“…… Are you still in a hurry? ”

The man's voice was hoarse.

Dr. Huang sighed and shook his head regretfully, "It's too late......

The room was dimly lit, and a glimmer of dawn penetrated through the unobstructed windows, and the pale white lines reflected the dust as if they were about to disperse, ending on the bridge of Winseyne's nose.

Chen Dongsheng stared for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand, flexed his fingers and gently scraped the halo with his calloused knuckles, scraping on the tip of Wen Xien's nose.

Chen Dongsheng tucked the quilt for her, sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand.

The hand was as cold as jade, the five fingers were slender, the skin was as tender as fat, beautiful and soft, and it was soft and drooping in the palm of the palm.

The pulse on his wrist was barely detectable, and it was so calm that it was almost dead silent, and the flush that was still flushed had faded, and a gray blue appeared in the cold white skin.

It's like a corpse.

Chen Dongsheng put her cold hand to his lips and sighed hot, and kneaded her fingertips, for some reason, her eyes were a little sore, and her vision gradually blurred.

It's ridiculous to say, obviously they haven't been together for long, but it's still sad to know that the little fool is going to die, and now he can't tell what is going on, how can it be so painful.

Of course, he knew that the medical equipment in the city was more comprehensive, but if he stayed in the city, would he still have his share by Wen Xien's side?

It's better to take it to the countryside, at least at this time, as long as he is alone by Wen Xien's side, no one will rob him.

For such a long time, Chen Dongsheng didn't even say a few words to Wen Xien, even if he lived under the same roof for more than a month, but Wen Xien has always been very cramped, and rarely comes out except for eating.

finally coaxed the little fool a little better, and even pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

Now she lies silently in front of her, falling into the despair of the shackles of death.

Chen Dongsheng gently kissed the hand on his lips, and water stains rolled down from his eye sockets and dripped on the back of the other party's cold hand.

Chen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment, curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, then let out a long sigh, and whispered in a deliberative tone: "When you wake up, I will take you to your eldest brother, as long as you open your eyes and see...... I'll promise you everything......"

"I'm begging you...... Look at me......"

The man's voice slowly became low and hoarse, and he buried his face in Wen Xien's palm, his broad and strong shoulders trembling slightly.

(End of chapter)