The book wears the author's daily life

Luo Yan's condition did not develop according to Leo's expectations, and his body developed a high fever soon after vomiting blood without warning.

Sleeping and waking up for a long time, Luo Yan, who was deeply in the haze, gradually blurred the boundary between reality and dreams.Sometimes, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the dazzling sunlight shining through the carved lattice windows to brighten the whole room. After a short period of confusion, the furnishings in the room had already been painted a layer of bloody color by the setting sun.

In his sleep, Luo Yan found himself waking up on a single bed countless times, but before he had time to rejoice that the hardships of these days were just a nightmare, he suddenly woke up again from a strange place.The constant entanglement of dreams within dreams caused Luo Yan to suffer tremendous mental torture. In a half-sleeping daze, Luo Yan wasn't sure whether it was his weakening body or the tortured spirit that fell down first.

Waking up again, the excessive fatigue of the body made the perception a little dull, Luo Yan stared blankly at the rose-colored satin bed cover above, and it took a long time before he realized that he was in reality.

"How do you feel?" Leo, whose eyes were bloodshot, sat on a chair with wide armrests, resting his chin on his left hand, flipping through a handwritten parchment on his lap with his right hand.

Luo Yan's brain was befuddled, and after a long time of reaction, he replied leisurely, "It's a little loose."

"I'm asking, do you feel better physically?" The still magnetic voice was mixed with a bit of imperceptible fatigue, as well as haste and panic that were completely different from the usual calm and elegant.

"Not at all." Luo Yan shook his head weakly, staring at Leo with dim eyes.

The flame in the candlestick on the table trembled and swayed, projecting orange light on Leo's tough facial features in an unusually weird way.Just as Luo Yan was fascinated by the sight, Leo suddenly stood up from the armchair he was sitting on, strode to the edge of the bed, pressed his knees on the pillow lined with dark woven lace, and put an arm around Luo Yan's shoulder to support him. Watch him sit up.

"Can I sleep a little longer?" Luo Yan thought that Leo was going to be violent again, so he begged softly.

"It's okay, it will be over in a while." Leo kissed Luo Yan's long hair, and slowly slid the palm on his shoulder to his chest, and began to undo the pearl buttons on the neckline of the silk pajamas.

Your so-called "for a while" is too long!

"Huh?" Because the collar was pulled below the shoulders, Luo Yan suddenly felt an unusual tingling pain on his neck, and Luo Yan subconsciously raised his hand to touch it. A gray-green leech with prominent ring patterns was tightly Attached to his neck.

"Get it away quickly! Quick!" Luo Yan struggled violently, trying to slap the soft-bodied creature that had begun to suck his blood away with his palm.Leo ignored Luo Yan's fear and resistance at all, and easily twisted his arms behind his back.

"I'm just bleeding you." Leo obviously felt that Luo Yan's reaction was too fussy.

Luo Yan thought that Leo was punishing himself, so he softened his attitude and begged softly: "It's my fault, please forgive me? I think of you all the time."

"Don't always confess your mistakes to me for no reason." Leo said as he tugged Luo Yan's loose sleeves and rolled it up. Then, Leo leaned forward and picked up a body-sized pair from the wooden barrel next to the bed. The slightly flattened leech put it on Luo Yan's arm.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Luo Yan didn't want to be sucked alive into a mummy, so he yelled in panic.

"Don't babble like a woman!" Leo complained impatiently, then bent down and picked up a leech and put it behind Luo Yan's ear. "In the current season, the leeches are hibernating in the river mud and entering the hibernation period. I spent the whole morning catching them."

Leo's words, which obviously meant asking for credit, finally let Luo Yan understand his true intentions.

"Although I'm not a doctor, I've read many relevant ancient books and works, so you can rest assured." Seeing that Luo Yan still looked restless and frightened, Leo couldn't help comforting him softly.

Peace of mind for your sister!Bloodletting therapy has long been criticized as worthless!God, I will definitely be the second Washington!

Luo Yan's idea of ​​giving up on himself did not become a reality after all, because he fell into a coma again.

After being dazed for an unknown amount of time, Luo Yan's consciousness soon became clear after waking up.The condition of the body is still not optimistic, but the mind has returned to normal abnormally.For some reason, Luo Yan thought of the word "return to the light", but for most traversers, death in another world means returning to the real world.Faced with this extremely likely situation, Luo Yan can be described as having mixed feelings.It is a good thing to get rid of Leo, a monster who may be in heat 24 hours a day, but Luo Yan is really terrified to experience a real death.

"You'll be fine." Leo stood by the bed with his back to the flames of the marble fireplace, casting his flickering figure on Luo Yan's face.

"Leo, in the future, I will warn the world not to rely too much on the fishtail vine." Luo Yan naturally knew better than Leo how weak his body had become.Maybe it's true that people's dying is good. Luo Yan slowly turned his gaze to Leo and said, "The ability of human cells to divide is limited. Excessive consumption of the body's repair ability will only make the body weaken and die in advance."

Luo Yan used his pitifully little biological knowledge to make a self-conceived explanation for his continued weakness, and with an attitude of being responsible for his fictional characters, he told Leo the conclusion he came to with great difficulty. .

"Stop thinking about it, your illness is not because of the fishtail vine, but because of me." Leo wrapped his arms around Luo Yan's waist, and helped him to sit on his back in his arms.

Luo Yan was puzzled by Leo's words. He was about to question the other party, but then there was a cough, and the severe pain in his throat made the corners of Luo Yan's eyes moist.Leo patted Luo Yan's back lightly, and handed a relief ceramic cup to Luo Yan's mouth.The thick and rusty liquid slowly flowed into his mouth, and Luo Yan finally stopped the sudden severe cough.

Luo Yan knew that the end was approaching, and his attitude towards Leo was clear that he had resentment and revenge, and he didn't even bother to maintain the false surrender.When Leo stretched out his arm to put the porcelain cup back on the bedside table, Luo Yan caught a glimpse of several scratches of different shades on his wrist, so he asked mockingly, "Do you have a tendency to self-harm?"

Leo was not angry at Luo Yan's disrespect, he put Luo Yan back on the bed without answering.The handsome face suddenly approached, Luo Yan thought that Leo wanted a wolf to kiss him, so he couldn't help cursing: "Beast."

"What do you think I'm going to do, Your Royal Highness?" Leo smiled and helped Luo Yan cover the quilt, and the corners of his mouth that were too stiff showed that Leo had a forced smile.

"How long have you not slept?" Luo Yan tucked his chin into the warm blanket, and he couldn't help but look at Rio's bloodshot eyes.

"I don't know, five days? Seven days? Maybe longer?" Leo kissed Luo Yan's forehead softly, and the atmosphere between the two of them was inexplicably sad and depressing like parting from life to death. "You kept talking nonsense when you were unconscious. When you recover, I will take you to the outside world to have a look."

"I'm the one who took you. I'm already living in the outside world," Luo Yan said slowly, looking at the bright sunlight shining on the bedposts through the gaps in the rose-colored curtains, "I want to get some fresh air outside."

"Okay, I'll take you out." Leo didn't get furious because of Luo Yan's arrogance, nor did he take the opportunity to ask Luo Yan for some excessive exchange terms, and agreed very readily.He found a thick cloak embroidered with dark patterns from the cabinet, wrapped Luo Yan tightly, then hugged him horizontally and walked out of the room quickly.

Leaving the warm room like spring, Luo Yan felt the bright sun shining on his face and hands. Although he was dizzy and his hands and feet were numb and painful, he still felt at ease, like a drunk or Like a drug addict, in a drowsy state of extreme excitement.However, the cold wind blowing made Luo Yan's exposed skin feel like a needle prick.

"Is it cold?" Leo felt the trembling of the person in his arms, and asked thoughtfully.

"It's okay." If Leo said such words in normal times, Luo Yan would at most greet him in his heart: Did you take the wrong medicine?Now, Luo Yan is inexplicably moved.He remembered hearing someone mention that when someone he likes is sick, it is easier to succeed in confessing to her, because people's psychological endurance will be much weaker than usual when they are enduring illness, and they are more likely to be moved by the other party's small favors.

Could it be that I was also taken advantage of?Luo Yan couldn't help becoming alert. He raised his head and stared at Leo from below. At this time, blue stubble had appeared on his normally clean chin, and there was a black stain the size of a fingertip on his left cheek.

Luo Yan has already decided that he is a dying person with his foot in the coffin, and he should not be overly self-aware at all, but he still feels that Leo stays up all night to find a way to heal his handwriting.This unverifiable thought softened the part about Leo in Luo Yan's heart.

After a brief conversation, the air between the two of them seemed to be frozen by severe cold, and no one took the initiative to break the silence.They walked down the intricate curved corridors in silence with each other, passed through the rich hall decorated with heavy curtains, and finally entered a vast white courtyard.