Chapter 35 Life hangs on a thread
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The osmanthus incense was burning in the incense burner in front of the window, and Song Weichen slowly opened his eyes.
"You finally woke up! It's really scary."
After a while, she realized that she was lying on the bed in the Venerable Mansion, with Gu Yu looking worried and happy next to her. .
I clearly remember that I have left Si Chen's Mansion, could it be another dream? I thought about it, and my whole body hurt so much that I couldn't help but groan. I raised my hand and saw that several places under the arm in the white robe were wrapped with fine gauze, and I felt relieved.
“How did I come back?” She felt pain in her forehead. She stretched out her hand and found that it was also bandaged with fine gauze.
"Master Si Chen carried you back." Gu Yu tucked her into the bed.
"Your whole body is hot and unconscious, and there are injuries everywhere. You have been in a coma for three full days. During these three days, the master will come to see you every day and sit by the bed for a long time. He is anxious..."< br>
“Don’t mention him in front of me in the future.”
"Ah?...Oh." Monk Guyu Zhanger was confused and could only agree.
At this time, someone knocked on the door. It was an attendant named Xiaohan from the Venerable Mansion who came to deliver the prepared medicine. Gu Yu took the medicine and looked at Song Weichen, "You can eat something and drink the medicine. Your illness will go away like silkworms." "It will take a while."
She shook her head, "Help me up and give me the medicine."
It is not appropriate to drink medicine on an empty stomach, but Gu Yu did not dare to disobey. Can do it.
Song Weichen struggled to sit up and felt unbearable pain in her chest. She held her chest to relieve herself for a while, then managed to hold the medicine bowl and drank the medicine with Guyu's help.
Thinking of how not long ago I thought the medicine was bitter and nauseating, but today I drank it so calmly, I wanted to laugh at myself. It turns out that as long as your heart is bitter enough and your body hurts enough, no matter how bitter the medicine is, it will not be difficult to swallow.
Seeing her finish drinking the medicine, Guyu couldn't help but say, "It's great that you can drink the medicine by yourself. I couldn't feed you the medicine for the first two days, which really made me anxious. Later, you still didn't let me take the medicine. The adult thought of a way..."
"I told you not to mention him." She didn't want to hear it.
"Gu Yu, is there a little girl coming back with me?"
"Little girl?" Gu Yu's expression said everything.
Song Weichen looked out the window, "What time is it now?"
"Chenshi, your Excellency is in the meeting hall."
Song Weichen knew that he could not walk at all in his current physical condition.
"Is there a wheelchair? If so, push me over. If not, lift me over."
"Sir! You..."
"Do as you say."
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Gu Yu pushed her in Si Chen's courtyard with a wooden wheelchair. Song Weichen was covered with a thin blanket and his eyes were half closed. There was a dull pain at the mouth of her back vest, her chest hurt as if it was about to burst, and every time she took a breath, her lungs hurt as if they were being stabbed by a cone. If it weren't for confirming the child's condition, she would have knocked herself unconscious.
“Am I about to die?”
Gu Yu’s eyes turned red. This adult looked indeed in a very bad state, as if she was holding on to her willpower, but she still He said in a relaxed tone, "There is no reason to curse yourself. You will recover soon."
As he spoke, Gu Yu had already pushed her to the door of the assembly hall, then exited and waited outside the hall.
He saw her from afar.
I saw him raising his hand, interrupting the conversation of several people, and walked quickly towards her.
He saw her leaning extremely weakly in the wheelchair, her expression cold and cold, her face so pale that it was almost transparent. His throat was tight. In the end, he had hurt her.
He walked to her and squatted down, holding his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, looking at her with concern, "Do you feel a little better?"
"I am unable to get up due to illness, so please forgive me."
It was obvious that she was deliberately trying to make things worse.
"Song Weichen, I'm sorry. I..."
She shook her head and stopped him from talking. She didn't want to hear it. She only cared about one issue at the moment.
"I don't know where you found me. Is there a child with me?" She struggled to finish the sentence.
"I found you on the back mountainside. As for the child you mentioned...?" He looked confused.
"A girl, five or six years old, very thin, with big eyes, named Bao'er." She coughed and wheezed, but couldn't say a complete sentence.
Hearing this, Mo Tingfeng suddenly looked stern, "Why are you looking for this child?"
"If you haven't seen me... I will leave."
Now in her mind, what does Baipao's disappearance case have to do with her, what does Nian Niang's case have to do with her, what does the big things in Sichen's house have to do with her, she just wants to keep her promise and ensure that the child is safe - even if She couldn't go home by herself, so she wanted to stick to her obsession before she died. There was a faint fishy sweetness in her throat, and she really felt that she wouldn't live much longer.
Just as she was about to signal the attendant to take her out, Mo Tingfeng stopped her.
"A child was lost in a nearby village three days ago. It is most likely the girl you mentioned. We are discussing this matter, do you want to hear it?"
Song Weichen was surprised and clicked. nod.
Mo Tingfeng pushed her to the discussion table, and everyone saluted her. Among the crowd, it was visible to the naked eye that Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were very worried about her physical condition.
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"Her physical condition won't last long, let's get down to business. No blame, please tell me the situation of the missing child again and highlight the key points."
"Three days ago, Qingshan Village disappeared A six-year-old girl often went to her biological mother's grave for a few hours at night after her family members were asleep. The place was always safe, so her family didn't pay much attention at first until she returned at noon the next day. The girl's grandmother noticed that she had a special talent. Come and find her. The girl's name is Chen Bao, and Qingshan Village is at the foot of the mountain behind Sichen Mansion."
"It's Bao'er. I happened to meet her, and I was supposed to send her away..." Song Weichen felt unstable. , she felt that it was her failure to keep her promise to send her home that led to her disappearance, and she suddenly coughed violently.
After finally regaining her composure, Mo Tingfeng put his teacup to her mouth and "moistened her throat." Song Weichen looked away.
She looked at Ye Wu Jiu, "She was still with me around that night, but it was foggy and I couldn't see her. I don't know what happened after that."
"Foggy? This There is little fog in the mountains during the season. Do you have any impression of what kind of fog it is?”
Her consciousness began to blur, and in order to prevent herself from passing out, she pinched the bandaged wound on her arm - probably. He was injured after falling down in the mountains. The blood drained out quickly. Of course she was in pain, but the pain could wake people up and make her have no illusions about others. She needed this kind of pain.
"The fog suddenly appeared, like a curtain was drawn up within a certain range, but there was no fog around me."
She tried to remember and tried to complete her words.
"It should be some kind of enchantment. And the purpose of the caster was clear, and it was to target that child." Mo Tingfeng looked solemn, "This child also has no mother, and it is most likely the work of Luanpo Nianniang."
"What method did Luanpo use to prevent us from finding a trace, including the five missing children? The whole thing is too abnormal. This is not the mentality of Luanpo... I'm worried that there is a conspiracy behind it that we don't know about," Ding Heran said.
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“Take me to investigate the case.” Song Weichen looked at Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu, he was at the end of his strength, but he was still so stubborn.
"Okay." Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu said in unison, then consciously made a mistake and lowered their heads after looking at Mo Tingfeng.
"I didn't let them take you. It's not safe for you without any cultivation. It's better to follow me. Now that you're seriously injured, you can't go. We'll wait until you get better."
Song Weichen stared at Mo Tingfeng and smiled miserably. , the blood oozing from the wound on his arm had dripped onto the ground along his fingers, but he couldn't see it from his angle.
"But if I can't get better, finding Bao'er is my last wish. Will you let me go?"
"Song Weichen, be more sensible."
< br>Mo Tingfeng only thought her words were angry, and she wanted to refute. At this moment, she became emotional and felt even more difficult to breathe. The pain in her chest was unbearable, and she actually coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
"Weiwei!"
Mo Tingfeng's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. He didn't care about his own reaction and took Song Weichen's hand to take a pulse. He could hardly feel his heartbeat.
The fine gauze wrapped around his wrist had unraveled at some point, and the purple finger prints were clearly visible. He also saw blood on the ground. Mo Tingfeng felt guilty and distressed.
Song Weichen was leaning on a wooden wheelchair and dying.
"I'll call the doctor!" Ding Heran said before leaving.
"It's useless. I'll take her to Zhuang Yuheng. You guys continue to search. If you find anything, He Ran can come to Sikong Mansion to find me." He originally wanted to avoid taking Song Weichen to Zhuang Yuheng for treatment in order to protect her identity, but there was no other option at the moment. Law.
Everyone was ordered to disperse.
Mo Tingfeng picked up Song Weichen and felt lighter than the last time he held her.
"Wei Wei, hold on! I won't let anything happen to you, believe me."
He felt worried for no reason, as if she was the most important person to him.
Song Weichen was already in a state of confusion, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into a deep coma.
(End of this chapter)