No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

The white ghost did not take Wu Mi to the Infinite Kingdom, but made a noise again, attracting the servants of Miyashiki's family to find Wu Mi's abnormality, and asked them to go to the pharmacist.

The newly built Infinite Kingdom was empty, not suitable for human survival, and Wu Mi's disease could not be cured overnight in the Infinite Kingdom.

As for why the white ghost didn't help Wu Mi to make a diagnosis and treatment, it was probably because the doctor didn't heal himself.

Bai Gui couldn't explain the feelings that lingered in his heart, and it was the safest plan for him to help Wu Mi to heal him, but seeing that face that was the same as his own, he became more and more concerned about gains and losses, and couldn't calm down.

In this era, apart from administering medicine to the patient, there is no other treatment method, and the pharmacist can only stand aside and observe Wumi's state.

However, even if Wu Mi's body temperature is suppressed by the medicine for a while, it will quickly heat up and cannot be completely lowered.

It was not until dawn that the pharmacist wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and reported to the energetic Mrs. Miyayashiki.

"Madam, the young master has been in a coma due to high fever. The current situation is very similar to that of a year ago. It may be caused by the entry of evil spirits. You should go to the monastery to pray for blessings."

"My poor son..."

Mrs. Ubuyashiki wiped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, "I'll send someone to Chusonji Temple to invite monks to pray for blessings."

The white ghosts are watching the movement of the Ubuyashiki family in the infinite country, and the relatives should go to the temple to pray sincerely for blessings, and Mrs. Ubuyashiki obviously has no intention of going.

This woman wasn't ruthless, but she didn't leave any friendship with Miyashiki Mumi, a son who couldn't get anything.

Maybe it's because of Wu Mi's serious illness that the white ghost's power has been reduced a lot, or because of this extremely weak blood relationship, the white ghost's paranoia is getting worse.

"Do you feel it? Is there anything important in this world other than "I"?"

The half-comatose Wu Mi obviously doesn't know what the white ghost is thinking. He wanders between life and death, and the voices he hears are noisy and unreal.

All the white ghost can do now is to control the undetectable bloodshot from the rib in Wu Mi's arms, and then check before the medicine has been fed to Wu Mi.

The pharmacist arrived in the middle of the night. Except for the servants of the Ubuyashiki family, he had no contact with anyone else, so there was no problem with the medicine for the time being.

"The monk and abbot of Zhongzun Temple went to pray for the adults in the palace."

"The adults of Abe's family happened to come to visit the house and said that they could help with the practice."

"As expected of Mrs. Abe, the young master's high fever has subsided!"

Although the high fever had receded, Wu Mi still did not wake up from dawn to dusk, from rain to rain.

Wu Mi slept for a long time, he didn't know what happened around him, he only felt that the voices around him were always noisy, and he had a splitting headache.

The maid who was guarding the Wu Can Gate had a faint scent of medicine floating in her nostrils, her head bit by bit, and she leaned against the wall and slowly closed her eyes.

The white ghost stepped out from the kingdom of infinity, reached out and caressed Wu Mi's cheek.

If the skin was so white that it was almost transparent, if it wasn't still warm, people might wonder whether he had died in a deep sleep.

Wu Mi, who had been comatose on the sickbed for nearly a month, lost a lot of weight, and could only survive on a small amount of liquid food and medicine every day.

Complicated emotions surged in the white ghost's red plum-colored eyes, and several red tentacles suddenly stretched out from behind him and encircled Wu Mi's arms and calves.

The air was filled with a bitter medicinal fragrance, and the tentacles, which were moderately soft and hard, rubbed Wu Mi's hands and feet that had not moved for a long time.

Of course, these are not tentacles in the true sense. What the White Ghost uses for Wu Mi is a bone that extends out of the body, covered with a layer of flesh and blood, and is as soft as a finger.

Wu Mi, who was entangled in blood, became paler and paler, and the blue blood vessels on the skin were clearly visible.

The white ghost's hand brushed Wu Mi's bloodless lips, and no one knew better than him how weak Wu Mi was at the moment, like a fragile handicraft.

But there is no piece of handicraft that can rise and fall slightly with the chest, and Wu Mi, who is alive but repeatedly sinks between life and death, is more beautiful.

That same, will to live is so perfect.

The candlelight in the middle of the night casts a spider-like shadow on the white sliding door, and the "spider legs" are coiled and entangled like a snake, deeply binding everything you own.

……

Miyashiki Mumi walked alone in the secluded jungle, everything around him seemed to have no end.

He didn't remember how long he had been walking. Sometimes the jungle was quiet, and sometimes it was so noisy that it gave him a headache. However, there was a voice in his subconscious that kept telling him not to go back.

If you are tired, you can stop and rest for a while, but even if the road ahead is still full of thorns, don't go back and walk on the road that has been flattened.

Wu Mi felt that he should do what the voice said, but his hands and feet were so heavy that it was difficult to move.

He didn't know when he came near a lake, and the emerald-clear lake couldn't help attracting him to stop.

In Wu Mi's impression, he has not seen the great mountains, rivers and lakes with his own eyes.

He stood by the lake, the breeze died down, the broken sparkling waves on the lake disappeared, and his shadow was reflected in the water.

The long hair of the people in the water is like seaweed and flutters with the current, reflecting the golden green luster of the lake, which is dreamlike and beautiful.

I don't know if he was dazzled by the light, but Wu Can clearly saw the shadow in the water with long white hair.

Get closer, get closer.

His face was almost close to the surface of the lake, and his hands were stretched out to the surface of the water, wanting to see more clearly, his waist-length black hair was hanging down in the water.

The intertwined contrast between black hair and white hair is so obvious, and before he could figure it out in the misty confusion, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand, and in the intertwined fingers, the piece of water that belonged to him in the water His face broke through the water suddenly, he got closer, zoomed in, hugged him and sank into the lake together.

It seems to be wrapped in boundless tenderness.

Just thinking about it, Wu Mi opened his eyes, but still stood perfectly by the lake.His purple eyes were blank, and he couldn't recall what happened just now.

He touched his somewhat cold lips, and then looked at the lake, only a piece of sparkling light was blown away by the wind, and nothing appeared as he expected.

You've been here long enough, you should move on.

……

Wu Mi didn't know that the white ghost would give the maid smelling sleep aid medicine every night, and then personally massage his hands and feet and wipe his body.

He also didn't remember his dreams at all, as if he had finally returned to the human world from the dead world.

When he woke up, there were already loud cicadas singing outside the courtyard.

The author has something to say: it’s just an ordinary muscle massage, well, nothing unspeakable happened in this chapter

There is only one update today, so it will be released earlier

感谢在2022-02-0922:00:19~2022-02-1020:21:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of head seven sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!