Momentarily speechless

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You Yunfeng, who had walked for half an hour with the sleeping Qingshuang on his back, walked with some difficulty, but he didn't stop to rest after walking for so long, because the Qingshuang on his back couldn't delay.

The skin on You Yunfeng's neck was very hot, as if a piece of red-hot iron was attached to his neck. He turned his head to look at Qingshuang who was "sleeping" on his back, and knew that Qingshuang had already started to have a high fever.

You Yunfeng was a little anxious, although he didn't know Qingshuang, but this was a human life after all, if left unattended, this person might die, thinking of this, You Yunfeng quickened his pace, walked very fast, it could even be said to run.

The white ghost is sitting on the railing of the bamboo house, still wearing pure white clothes, the black hair scattered randomly with pure white ribbons is only tied at the end of the hair, the face attached to the ribbons is also white, but a little more bloody Forget it, the hands on his legs are also so white, everything about him is white, just like the white lotus on the snow-capped mountains.

The white ghost saw a black figure coming out from the depths of the bamboo forest, his drooping brows raised, and his gray eyes gradually softened - that black figure was You Yunfeng.

Soon, the white ghost raised his brows and lowered his eyes, because the indifferent You Yunfeng actually carried a young man on his back, and he stared at the young man on You Yunfeng's back with dim gray eyes.

Seeing You Yunfeng carrying the young man on his back, the white ghost was very tired and working hard, so he jumped off the railing, and a person who dazzled him had already arrived in front of You Yunfeng.

"Let me carry it." Before You Yunfeng could react, the white ghost had already pulled Qingshuang from his back and put it on his own.

You Yunfeng, who suddenly became relaxed, felt very strange, and only when he raised his head did he realize that Qingshuang on his back was now on the white ghost's back.

"White ghost..."

The white ghost glanced at You Yunfeng: "Who is he?" The white ghost carried Qingshuang on his back, and felt an uncomfortable feeling, sour, a little dull pain.

You Yunfeng was stunned for a moment: "You mean Qingshuang?"

The white ghost blinked his eyes, and then nodded his head slightly. In this bamboo forest, he had set up a maze of traps. It was impossible for anyone to get in, but this person was able to break through his maze and trap. Entering this bamboo forest, the white ghost is very suspicious and jealous of the person on his back. If anyone breaks into this bamboo forest, he will kill that person, but today he did not do so, instead he still carried this People, he doesn't understand, and doesn't want to understand.

"He's just a herb picker, I don't know the rest." You Yunfeng's tired body also relaxed a lot. Having said that, he looked at the white ghost and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"No." The white ghost followed You Yunfeng closely and put him on the bamboo bed they were sleeping on, his movements were not gentle or rude at all.

"He has a fever, let him go after his fever subsides." You Yunfeng seemed to feel the white ghost's displeasure, and felt that the white ghost seemed to be hostile to Qingshuang, so he told the white ghost what he meant, not He has no sympathy, after all the white ghost is the master here, not to mention Qingshuang is just a stranger.

"Yeah." The white ghost didn't even cover the feverish Qingshuang with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at You Yunfeng.

"Baigui, is there a doctor around here? He is suffering from a high fever, and this is not an option." You Yunfeng touched Shuang's forehead, it was very hot, like boiling hot water, Qingshuang's condition was very serious , if you don't go to the doctor, Qingshuang may really die because of the fever.

"No." The white ghost heard You Yunfeng sighed, hesitated for a while, and then said: "I'll go out for a while, you stay in the room and don't leave."

"White ghost, you..." Before You Yunfeng finished speaking, the white ghost left without a trace.

Lying on the bed, Qingshuang's face was flushed, moaning, in great pain, You Yunfeng turned around and went outside the house to get a basin of cold water, soaked the towel and wrung it dry, and applied it on Qingshuang's forehead, hoping to reduce his temperature and make him less uncomfortable.

At this time, You Yunfeng noticed that Qingshuang was very elegant and beautiful, with two curved and slender eyebrows, two cheeks as bright as peach petals (the face became red and red because of the fever), red lips panting slightly, and hair An emerald green hosta is holding her hair, and she is wearing a white and blue robe embroidered with orchid flowers. Several colorful butterflies are embroidered on the collar, cuffs and hem, which is very delicate and beautiful. She wears a fringed emerald jade around her waist, just like him. He is full of elegance, even if his hair is disheveled and his clothes are dirty and wet.

You Yunfeng took off his wet clothes, dried his body carefully, and put on the new clothes that Bai Gui bought for him. The black silk and satin clothes on Qingshuang's body did not feel dull but more elegant, just like his It was a natural fit for this dress.

That night, You Yunfeng didn't sleep but sat beside the bed to take care of Qingshuang, wiped his sweat for him, applied cold towels, and never stopped his hands or rested.

The long night was endless, You Yunfeng yawned, he was a little sleepy, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, finally he couldn't beat the sleepy god and slowly fell asleep beside the bed, even the white ghost came back without knowing .

Holding two packs of traditional Chinese medicine in his right hand, the white ghost walked into the room and saw You Yunfeng lying on the bedside, pillowing his arms and falling asleep, and slept deeply.

Bai Gui put the Chinese medicine in his hand on the table, walked lightly, without making a sound, walked to You Yunfeng's side, looked at his sleeping face with tired eyes, and gently touched his skin He didn't dare to touch his face, because his hands were cold and would wake You Yunfeng up. Afterwards, Bai Gui glanced at Qingshuang and the water basin next to You Yunfeng lying on the bed, his face darkened.

The black night covered the white ghost's expression, he gently picked up You Yunfeng and put him on the bed, fearing that he would wake up You Yunfeng who was sleeping.

The white ghost covered You Yunfeng's body with the quilt, and stood alone outside the house, letting the night wind blow his thin body, and the night wind slipped into his clothes and scratched his scabbed wound with a knife, itching It hurts a little.

The white ghost leaned on the bamboo and looked at the night sky with a gloomy expression. There were no shining stars or moon in the night sky, it was just black.

"You Yunfeng..."

The white ghost spoke leisurely, then went back to the bamboo house after being silent for a while.