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Chapter 312 Jimo Junxiu is sick
When someone walked out of the room, Jimo Junxiu threw away the paintbrush, covered his aching heart, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the poppies in the sketchbook. Dyed with bright colors, it is very enchanting.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

There was a strong coughing sound, as if I wanted to cough up my lungs.

Jimo Junxiu's face suddenly turned pale, the corners of his gray quilt were covered with wrinkles, a large pool of blood was stained black, and traces of blood still hung on the corners of his lips.

The old man came in with anger and saw such a scene. His anger turned into panic and panic in an instant, and he shouted loudly: "Come here, come here, call for a doctor."

The man had already leaned Jimo Junxiu in his arms with messy steps. He didn't care about the blood or anything, so he raised his hand to wipe it off. While wiping, he blamed him tearfully, "Can't you listen to me, Xiu'er? Drink the potion and your body will be fine, do you have to make me mad to death before you are willing?"

Jimo Yuting didn't want to say such a thing either, he would never force him to do anything in front of Jimo Junxiu, but now he couldn't care less, he wanted Jimo Junxiu to drink the potion no matter what.

Qi Sen was right behind the old man, and at this moment, he realized that something was wrong, so he hurried to call for a doctor, but after a while, the doctor came to Jimo Junxiu's room with Qi Sen, carrying a medicine box on his back.

"Quick, quick, show Xiu'er."

The doctor didn't dare to delay, and immediately got busy. The old man urged Qi Sen to ask, "Where's the medicine? Get it quickly."

"Can……"

Qi Sen frowned, remembering that Jimo Junxiu was unwilling to eat before...

"But what's the matter! Hurry up! Don't let him!"

The old man was furious, now is the time of life and death, so why care about it!
"Yes Yes Yes."

Qi Sen didn't dare to delay, and ran around non-stop. When he got back the potion, Jimo Junxiu also stabilized.

The doctor stood in front of the old man with sweat on his face, and reported the situation, "Old man, the second master can't afford to delay now, and needs to find a cure soon."

For the study of blood type, the doctor can only go so far because of his shallow qualifications.

"I see."

The old man had a gloomy face, and the rhythm of hailstorms would fall at any time, "Qisen, send the doctor out."

When there were only the old man and Jimo Junxiu in the room, the old man stepped up to his side, his hands trembling on crutches, as if he couldn't control his emotions, what to do, what to do! ! !
Seeing his son dangled in salt water, his face was so thin, the old man felt a burst of heartache, this is his old man!He is also his only son!

Qi Sen came back, quietly standing by and waiting for the old man's orders.

The old man was sad for a while, as if he had made up his mind, he turned to Qi Sen and said, "Give the medicine to the second master."

He couldn't just watch his son die before him, and let him be sent to a black-haired man by a white-haired man. It's good to have this kind of pain once.

Qi Sen responded, went down to get ready, and then came in with a tray, just like last time.

The potion was poured into the white porcelain bowl, and the thick red color looked even more weird against the white porcelain bowl.

The old man took the bowl, and Qi Sen wisely put him in the best posture to feed the medicine.

Seeing that the spoonful of medicine was fed into his mouth, Jimo Junxiu woke up, and with a wave of his hand, the spoon splashed out along with the medicine.

"Xiu'er, you..."

The old man was shocked, and hurriedly protected the bowl and left Jimo Junxiu for a while, "Qisen, take it."

Passing the bowl to Qi Sen for safekeeping, he turned his head and blamed him indisputably, "Xiu'er, for your own body, you should also drink it instead of refusing."

(End of this chapter)