forbidden love

On the second night, Xiaoyu suddenly developed a fever, and Qingshan was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He went to the next room in a panic to wake up Dr. Sun. Qingshan was afraid that Xiaoyu would have an accident, so he never let Dr. Sun go back.

"Why do you have a fever?" Being in high tension all the time, Qing Shan was a little unsteady standing beside Xiao Yu's bed.

"It's okay, don't panic first." Sun Langzhong took Xiaoyu's pulse, and comforted Qingshan, "Xiaoyu's body is excreting the remaining toxins, so it caused a fever. A fever is a good thing, it means that Xiaoyu has died. After passing the dangerous period, just drink some antipyretics."

Only then did Qingshan return to the three souls and seven souls, and hurriedly boiled antipyretics for the little fish. After feeding the little fish and drinking the medicine, he took a cold towel to cool down the little fish continuously. After drinking the medicine, the temperature of the little fish dropped slowly. It wasn't until the next few days that Xiaoyu didn't have a high fever again that Qingshan dared to take a breath.

For six whole days, Qingshan stayed awake, undressed, and took care of Xiaoyu. With the elixir of heavenly materials and earthly treasures such as Huihuncao, coupled with the effect of Sun Langzhong's medicinal bath, Xiaoyu has gradually improved, and his physical condition The festering has slowly healed, but the little fish is still in a coma, showing no signs of waking up.

Xiaoyu is on the verge of life and death, Qing Shan fully understands his intentions, he will never let Xiaoyu go in his life, Xiaoyu is more than everything in his heart, as long as Xiaoyu lives well, he will never leave Xiaoyu again Yu half-step, just hope Xiaoyu can wake up early.

As usual, Aoyama soaked the little fish in a medicinal bath, took a bath and shampooed, changed the little fish into clean cotton clothes, carefully put the little fish on the bed, and then fed the little fish the medicine with a spoon.Three days ago, Xiaoyu was able to drink the medicine by himself, and today Xiaoyu's drinking speed has been significantly accelerated, and Qingshan's tense heartstrings have also loosened a lot.

After feeding the little fish and drinking the medicine, seeing Langzhong Sun hesitant to speak, Qing Shan asked: "Doctor Sun, you might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Xiaoyu had taken soul-returning grass, so he should have woken up a long time ago. Sun Langzhong said worriedly, "The cold syndrome has come, but Xiaoyu hasn't woken up yet. Today is the last day, Qingshan, you have to be mentally prepared. If Xiaoyu doesn't wake up tomorrow, maybe he will never wake up."

There are six slices of Soul-Returning Grass, and Sun Langzhong uses one tablet every day to make medicine for Xiaoyu. It is reasonable to say that there is such a natural and earthly treasure as Soul-Returning Grass for healing. It was time to wake up before, but until the last day, Xiaoyu showed no sign of waking up.Could it be that Xiaoyu is too sick, Sun Langzhong is not 100% sure that Xiaoyu will wake up, but Sun Langzhong knows that if the last piece of soul-returning grass can't wake Xiaoyu up, Xiaoyu may never be able to wake up again in this life. Chances of sobriety.

Qing Shan listened, the hand that wiped the medicinal juice from the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth paused for a moment, then returned to a calm state, gently stroking the corners of Xiao Yu's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, as if he was stroking a precious and fragile Taste.

"Wake up or not, I will take care of him." Qing Shan said.

As long as Xiaoyu is by his side, as long as Xiaoyu is still alive, as long as he can see Xiaoyu every day, he has nothing to ask for, he is content!

Until many years ago, he didn't regret it. The decision he made, to be able to guard Xiaoyu and accompany Xiaoyu every day, was his long-cherished wish in his life, and he has no regrets in this life!

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Xiaoyu has been staying in the darkness, the whole body is pitch black, there is no warmth or light, it is all cold and uncomfortable like staying in hell.The exhausted little fish wanted to sleep in this terrible place, but there was always a gentle voice begging him to wake him up.

This voice is so sad and hopeless, Xiaoyu no longer wants to stay in the dark, he doesn't want to make this person sad, he doesn't want to let this person down, so he walks towards the bright place with all his strength...

In the early morning, the sun shines through the sandman and shines on the large mahogany bed. The bright light makes the little fish move its long eyelashes.

There was a familiar smell in the haze, Xiaoyu moved his fingers, opened his eyes with difficulty, and met a familiar and haggard face in a daze, Xiaoyu couldn't help calling out 'Brother Qingshan! ', but his throat was so dry that he couldn't even make a single sound.

Qingshan was clever, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Xiaoyu who was half awake, Qingshan suddenly stood up, held Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and shouted in surprise: "Xiaoyu, you finally woke up!"

The corners of Xiaoyu’s mouth moved, he closed his eyes, tried to open them again, scanned the surrounding environment in a daze, and then slowly closed his eyes again. wake up.

He has cold syndrome, he should be in the cave, why is he at Qing Shan's house now?What if he infects Qingshan with the disease!Xiaoyu was anxious to get up, and wanted to say, "Brother Qingshan, let me go, I have a cold and I will infect you!" 'The burning pain in his throat could only make him whimper a little, his body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, Xiaoyu burst into tears.

"Don't cry, Xiaoyu! You won't pass on your cold syndrome to me." Qingshan gently wiped Xiaoyu's tears, and comforted him softly, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, your illness is already cured, and you won't be sick again. infect anyone."

Qingshan held Xiaoyu's hand, as if holding the only treasure in the world!

Is this a dream?How can it be so real?

Xiaoyu felt that he had had a very, very long dream. He dreamed that Qingshan came to pick him up, and dreamed that Qingshan took care of him day and night.He was really afraid that the person in front of him was still his hallucination, his dream.

"...Qing... Brother Shan!" Xiaoyu asked anxiously, "...is that you?"

"It's me!" Qingshan clenched Xiaoyu's hand, pushed up his sleeves, and showed Xiaoyu that his skin was almost healed, "Look, Xiaoyu, the cold is gone, everything is over, I won't let you have any trouble of."

The ulcer on his arm was almost healed, it was Brother Qingshan who saved him.Xiaoyu closed his eyes and felt the familiar temperature, familiar voice, and familiar taste. Only then was he sure that it was not a hallucination, not a dream, and everything was real. At this moment, the person by his side was the person he had been thinking about all along.

These days of illness, Xiaoyu misses Qingshan all the time.He is not dead, he is still alive, at the juncture of life and death, Qingshan rescued him from the underworld, Qingshan did not abandon him, did not abandon him, it is so good to see the one he loves again!

"...Brother Qingshan!"

"Little fish, I'm here!"

Qingshan swore in his heart that he would never leave Xiaoyu for half a step again, and never put Xiaoyu in danger in the future. This kind of pain of parting from life and death is enough to experience once. If there is another time, Qingshan thought, he will never I went with Xiaoyu without hesitation.

"Xiaoyu." Qingshan held Xiaoyu's hand tightly and said solemnly, "We will never separate again!"

"...Okay." Xiaoyu smiled slightly, "Never separate again!"

The two looked at each other silently and deeply, and they both wanted to engrave each other in their eyes, hearts, and souls. There is me in you, and you in me. They only see each other, as if they have seen each other for thousands of years!

The infatuation in the eyes, the love in the eyes, the joy in the eyes, the fear in the eyes, can no longer be concealed, all of them spread at that moment, as long as the flowers bloom and fade in the old age, and as long as the yellow springs and greens fall into ashes, they still let each other The memory is still fresh, and I never forget to look at each other affectionately at this moment!