Inside the carriage.

Yuan Xiaofan was holding a basin of water in his hand, and a strong sense of sorrow appeared between his eyebrows. He lifted the curtains of the car with one hand. The car was warm and several warm stoves were burning vigorously. There was a smell of herbs and blood, which was filled with the air. She couldn't help but suffocate herbs and move forward quickly and moved to Xuanyuan Wuheng.

Seeing him lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed, his face pale as paper, was very terrifying. There were many spots of bright red blood on his lips, neck, and the quilt covered with his body.

She quickly put down the basin of her hand, wet the handkerchief, wringed it out, and gently wiped the frozen blood stains on the corners of his lips.

A hint of indescribable heartache appeared in her heart. She helped the clinic for four years and learned some medical skills.

She knew very well that Xuanyuan Wuheng's Shura poison destruction attack this time was obviously several times worse than before. Although the vomiting of blood was not serious, the symptoms seemed to be eroding his life bit by bit. This was the first time in such a situation. Why did it become so serious?

Wasn't he very energetic when competing with Dongfang Ling in the Longyi Kingdom Palace?

In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear, and I couldn't help but tremble all over.

Although she knew that his life was not long and had been mentally prepared, she was still very scared.

No! She can't watch Xuanyuan Wuheng die!

She didn't want to see anyone again, and died in front of her. Weiran's wound will always be an inhealed scar in her heart.

If Xuanyuan Wuheng died in front of her again, she would definitely collapse! If everyone she valued in this world would leave her.

Then, what else is worth her nostalgia?

Perhaps because of the warmth that he felt, Xuanyuan Wuheng, who had been in a coma for several days, slowly opened his eyes.

Yuan Xiaofan's eyes lit up, as if a traveler in the desert who was dying due to thirst suddenly saw the oasis and was as happy as seeing the water source.

It turns out that I care so much about him and I am nervous about him.

Xuanyuan Wuheng looked at her soft face and smiled slightly. His handsome face instantly became much more energetic. He turned his head slightly and pecked the fragrance and soft gulp that she was helping him wipe.

Yuan Xiaofan's cheeks were flushed with shame. When did he learn so improperly? He was still sick. He said with a slight annoyance: "Don't move!"

Wuheng flashed a dark pain in his eyes. When he turned his eyes and looked at her again, all the pain had been covered, his eyes were filled with a smile, and he said while coughing lightly: "Cough cough... I dreamed of you just now."

Yuan Xiaofan reached out and patted his back lightly. While helping him to calm his anger, he helped him sit up, brought a cushion and placed it behind his back, and handed him the clean hand to him, and asked lightly: "What did you dream about?"

Xuanyuan Wuheng's eyes flashed, and his eyes were filled with a happy smile, "I dreamed..."

When he said this, he stopped, glanced at Yuan Xiaofan, tapped his lips, and said inappropriately: "Kiss me, I'll tell you again."

Yuan Xiaofan blinked, stared at him in disbelief, touched his forehead, and said in confusion: "Aren't you possessed by someone?"

Xuanyuan Wuheng pulled down her soft little hand, held it tightly in the palm of his hand, and smiled with peace of mind: "I'm kidding with you, I dreamed of living in a beautiful place with you, you are cooking in the kitchen, and I'm back with the dishes."
Chapter completed!