Chapter 145: Can you be...Is it painful?

Su Wanwan listened to his words, thought for a while, and then said to him: "What you said makes sense. I will invite you to the doctor now!"

After she said this, she immediately turned around and ran outside the room.

"No, wait..." Chen Yunjing opened his mouth. Just as he was about to call her, Su Wanwan's figure had disappeared behind the door.

This guy...has running too fast...

Chen Yunjing sighed helplessly and lay down on the bed again.

However, not long after he lay down, a black figure appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Chen Yunjing supported one arm and lay on the bed. Looking at the secret guard kneeling in front of the bed, he said to him in a faint voice.

"Master, this is a secret whistle from the Mo Kingdom to report." The secret guard hesitated for a moment, and finally handed a rolled note on both hands.

Chen Yunjing sat up with his arms, took the note from the secret guard's hand, opened it and saw two small lines of words written on it: All the members of the weekly diary were buried in the fire, and the murderer was under investigation.

Chen Yunjing looked at the two lines of words on the note and felt that the blood in his body had solidified.

His hand holding the note trembled slightly. The next second, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the secret guard kneeling in front of him with a sharp look. His voice was extremely depressing and cold, and he asked, "What is written on the note...but is true?"

"Return to the master's words... it's true," the secret guard said to Chen Yunjing with some difficulty: "After the fire is extinguished, the secret guard brothers went in to confirm the number of corpses... Grandma Wang, Tuesday and Wednesday, they were all buried in the fire... Except for a few who were on missions who escaped... the rest...

As the secret guard said something, there was no sound.

Chen Yunjing's hand holding the note couldn't help but exert force, and his knuckles began to turn white.

"What about me... Master?" He took a few deep breaths, and finally asked the secret guard in a difficult tone.

"This..." The secret guard hesitated for a moment and said to Chen Yunjing: "The body of a man in the sea of ​​fire is extremely similar to the master's master, but we did not find anything to prove his identity on that corpse, so... we cannot be 100% sure that the man is the master's master."

Chen Yunjing felt that something was tightly blocked by his chest.

He held the note hard in his palm, tried hard to calm down his emotions, and then said to the secret guard: "Okay, I know. If you have any news, remember to notify me as soon as possible. I must cut the murderer into pieces with my own hands."

"I'm going to leave." The secret guard responded respectfully and left immediately.

Chen Yunjing felt that he was trembling all over his body. He stood up with a pale face, walked to the candlestick in the room, picked up the flint, and lit the candle on the candlestick.

The faintly jumping fire swayed gently in front of his eyes, and Chen Yunjing trembled with his hand and put the note that had been clenched by him on the candlelight.

The small note immediately turned into a ball of flame, quickly emitting a ray of light, and then gradually disappeared.

"Master..." Chen Yunjing knelt on the ground with a sad expression, covering his chest with one hand and supporting the ground with the other hand. For a moment, he could not stand up again.

In my impression, his master is always strict and kind.

The master's request for him was the highest among all those who entered the sect during the same period, but at the same time, the master loved him the most.

When he was very young, he was sent to his master to learn martial arts. In the cold winter and hot summer, the tasks assigned by his master would be beaten by a hand.

But the master would also quietly ask Grandma Wang to give him a bowl of sweet soup after he was scolded and beaten.

When he was drinking sweet soup, he knew that the master was standing behind the window and looking at him, with his expression on his face feeling distressed and relieved.

Chen Yunjing only felt a mess in his mind. He closed his eyes, trying to make his thoughts and emotions more, but he could not concentrate.

"Chen Yunjing, I've invited the doctor back!"

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open with a "creak" and Su Wanwan's crisp and cheerful voice came from the door.

Chen Yunjing raised his head, and looked at Su Wanwan with a complex and strong emotion in his deep eyes. The next second, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Chen Yunjing!" When Su Wanwan saw this scene in front of him, she was so scared that she ran towards him directly.

"Chen Yunjing, what's wrong with you?" Su Wanwan held Chen Yunjing's arm and wanted to help him up from the ground, but found that he could not pull him.

However, at this time, the blood in Chen Yunjing's mouth was still gushing out.

"Doctor, doctor! Come here quickly and help me!" Su Wanwan's voice almost cried, and she turned around and shouted loudly at the doctor who was standing at the door.

"Oh, here we come." The doctor came back to his senses and rushed to Chen Yunjing.

He stretched out his hand, put his finger on Shen Yunjing's wrist, and after carefully taking the vein for a while, he let out a long breath, wiped the sweat on Su Wanwan's forehead and said, "It's okay, it's okay, this young man just angrily attacked his heart, causing the qi and blood to surge, so he vomited blood."

"To be honest, it is a good thing to vomit blood like this, spitting out the remaining toxins in the body."

The doctor said as he signaled Su Wanwan to help Chen Yunjing up with him.

The two of them supported Chen Yunjing and asked him to sit back on the bed. The doctor then took his hand and said to Su Wanwan: "I will prescribe a new prescription for you. I will take it together with yesterday's prescription. I believe that in a few days, this young master should be able to recover as before."

"That's great." Su Wanwan was relieved when she heard this.

After the doctor finished prescription and said goodbye, Su Wanwan turned her head and looked at Chen Yunjing's blank and empty eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice and asked him, "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly vomit blood?"

Chen Yunjing turned his head and stared at Su Wanwan in a daze.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know where to start.

"I was fine when I left, why did you run to the other side of the room as soon as I came back? What happened?" Su Wanwan asked him carefully.

After Chen Yunjing was silent for a moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Su Wanwan's neck, and carried her into his arms.

"You...why are you?" Su Wanwan was shocked and subconsciously wanted to break free, but heard Chen Yunjing's voice begging in his ears with a low and trembling voice: "Don't move... Let me hug you for a while, for a while..."

Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a while. In the end, she reached out and hugged Chen Yunjing.

Chen Yunjing felt her warm little hand wrapping around her waist. His body subconsciously froze for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. He buried his face in Su Wanwan's white and slender neck. After a moment, warm tears slowly flowed down her slender neck.

Su Wanwan only felt a wet feeling on her neck. She was stunned for a few seconds before she realized that Chen Yunjing seemed to... cried.

I heard that there is a saying in the world, "A man doesn't cry easily, but he is not sad."

Does that mean...he is very sad now...

Su Wanwan held Chen Yunjing's hand and moved it upwards, patted him gently on the back, and said to him in a gentle and soft voice: "If you are sad, just cry... It's okay, there is no one here."

Chen Yunjing's eyes closed, and after hearing Su Wanwan's words, he felt a softness in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, people around him always educated him that men should not cry, crying is a sign of lack of success, and more importantly, crying is absolutely impossible for a killer.

He never thought that one day someone would tell him so gently that if he was sad, he would cry...

But after all, he had already endured it for so many years, and in the end he didn't cry.

He just sat there quietly holding Su Wanwan, as if what he was holding in his arms was the whole world.

"By the way, Wanwan, when I was just boiling the medicine, I saw the doctor yesterday. He..." The door of the room was pushed open again. Qian Miao was holding a newly brewed bowl of medicine in his hand. As soon as he stepped out, he entered the room and saw two people sitting on the bed, embracing each other.

Qian Miao was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked out, and closed the door for the two of them and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see anything. I'll knock on the door before coming in next time."

Su Wanwan blushed with a little embarrassed look, turned her head and saw that the door had been closed again. She reached out and patted Chen Yunjing's back.

Chen Yunjing then let go of the hand holding her.

His eyes were red, obviously he had just cried, but the expression on his face was faint. He looked up at the door of the room, then lay down directly on the bed, reached out and pulled the quilt, covered himself, and closed his eyes again.

Su Wanwan looked at him helplessly, so she had to turn around and walk to the door of the room, open the door and said in a low voice to Qian Miao, who was standing outside, "It's okay, come in."

"I really didn't mean it..." Qian Miao went into the room and explained to Su Wanwan: "I thought your husband hadn't woken up yet, so he pushed the door and came in directly. Unexpectedly, he was awake..."

"By the way, the doctor just gave me a new prescription and said that I would wait until the bowl of medicine is boiled and I will get the medicine again."

Qian Miao said as he stuffed the medicine bowl in his hand into Su Wanwan's hand and said, "Then, the medicine has been boiled. Go and feed it to your husband. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go outside to get medicine."

After saying that, Qian Miao ran away without waiting for Su Wanwan to answer.

Of course, before leaving, she kindly helped them close the door.

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Chen Yunjing, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan smiled at him, held the medicine bowl in his hand, walked to his bed and sat down, then scooped up a spoonful of medicine with a spoon, blew it, and sent it to his mouth and said, "Come on, drink the medicine."

Chen Yunjing's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the spoonful of black medicine in front of him, subconsciously frowned, and dodged his body back and said, "No."

"What's wrong?" Su Wanwan looked at Chen Yunjing's disgusting expression with confusion. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice to him: "You can't... feel that the medicine is bitter, right?"

"No." Chen Yunjing turned his head and looked elsewhere, and said with a hint of discomfort in his voice: "I just don't like taking medicine. Besides, I'm awake now and nothing is wrong."
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