The Great Planned Marriage: Becoming A Splendid Princess

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For the next five days, Mo Junyang had been taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor.

On the surface, his condition seems to have stabilized and has not deteriorated.

Even Shi Qingxue, who stayed with him for almost twelve hours a day, was miraculously uninfected.

Shi Qingxue and others did not experience the plague that was similar to the slaughter of the city. They did not feel the horror of the epidemic at all.

Instead, the old man who was forced to come to Mo Junyang to see the doctor every day saw Shi Qingxue's state, and he chanted miracles several times, saying that this was simply impossible.

However, Shi Qingxue didn't get sick, but let a lot of the minds that were originally put down temporarily, which is also a blessing in misfortune.

Shi Qingxue stood beside Mo Junyang, but asked a little glumly, "How are you feeling?"

She had to ask this question several times a day, even if Mo Junyang gave her a positive answer every time, she was still at ease, always worried that she was negligent.

Mo Junyang patiently answered over and over again: "I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."

After a pause, he frowned and asked, "What happened to you?"

He obviously felt that Shi Qingxue was not interested at this time, as if he had been hit.

"It's okay." Shi Qingxue was going to deny it subconsciously, but just after she said it, she remembered something she had promised to be honest with Mo Junyang.

She bit her lower lip heavily and bit a deep red mark before whispering: "I was just thinking, why am I not infected?"

In fact, this doubt has appeared in everyone's mind, and it can't be said that Shi Qingxue is wearing a protagonist aura, so she's particularly frightened, right?

But coupled with the dullness that Shi Qingxue had just pondered over this issue, this attitude was wrong.

"What the **** are you thinking?" Mo Junyang's eyebrows frowned deeper, and his tone of speech was almost reprimanding.

However, Shi Qingxue was unusually bold, raised his eyes and looked directly at Mo Junyang, and asked seriously: "Have you ever said that all the goodness and pain are willing to feel with me at this time, is this a lie to me?

Now that you have contracted this ghost disease, how do you think I can sit back and relax and wait for you to recover?

If you were me, what would you do? "

Three questions in a row asked Mo Junyang mutely.

If his status is changed, Mo Junyang will never watch Shi Qingxue in despair but he is indifferent.

Even if his plague would only make matters worse, he would.

Even if she died, she died together with Shi Qingxue, and died of the same disease.

Just so paranoid!

But the person who was seriously ill now was him, and all his thoughts were hidden in his heart.

On the surface, there was a serious training: "Don't make a fool! The plague is not a trivial matter. If you are infected with the plague, who will take care of me then?"

The reason is so grand and righteous.

Still considering Mo Junyang himself, Shi Qingxue could not refute it.

She lowered her head and ignored Lijun Yang.

For a long time, he murmured dumbly: "I know, that's why I'm just mad!"

There was no real urge to plague him.

There is actually another problem.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, how did you get the **** plague?"

Shi Qingxue didn't get an answer for a while after asking, raised his head in doubt, and saw that Mo Junyang had collapsed on the bed silently.

"Jun Yang!"

Mo Junyang's sudden fainting has often occurred recently, but every time, every time, Shi Qingxue still saw his liver and gallbladder crack, and his heartache was difficult.

She stretched out her fingers again nervously and reached the tip of Mo Junyang's nose, carefully testing.

This time, her tight face did not relax, but suddenly became difficult to look.

"Winter, winter frost!"

Shi Qingxue shouted stammered, his voice shattered, and Dong Shuang jumped.

Dong Shuang hurried in, "Liu Niang, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up, doctor, please!"

Dong Shuang responded quickly, and hurried out again.

With a cup of tea, the doctor was put in by Wei Ziye.

The old doctor saw Mo Junyang fainted on the bed, and his expression of sadness was about to collapse.

When Qing Xue began to speak, he begged for mercy: "Miss Six, my husband really did his best. But Mo Shizi has been sick for more than ten days. The old husband is really powerless!"

Mo Junyang will now be unconscious, and he is completely at the end, and can no longer support him!

His medicine had no way to cure the epidemic. Before, he had the intention that it could be delayed for one day, but after all, the medicine would have a day of ineffectiveness, and he could not do anything about it.

Wei Ziye would not listen to his sophistry at all, and once again put the knife on the doctor's neck, and said coldly, "If you can't cure the master, I will kill you!"

The old doctor is about to cry!

"You just killed the old man, the old man is powerless or powerless!" The old man also wanted to cure Mo Junyang!

If he really has the ability, not to mention how objective the immediate interests are, but if the reputation of curing the plague spreads, I am afraid he will be honored as a resurrection.

But he really didn't know what medicine could cure the epidemic!

"Midnight, let him go."

The weak male voice came from the bedside, and Mo Junyang even opened his eyes again.

Shi Qingxue almost fell on Mo Junyang. She clung to Mo Junyang's hand and refused to let go. She cried in a crying voice: "Jun Yang, how are you feeling? You don't lie to me! Don't ... "

As soon as she spoke, she really cried.

Large teardrops poured uncontrollably from the springs in her eyes and took her whole face.

At this time, she didn't know where Mo Junyang's previous ‘nothing’ had been to please her. Mo Junyang was not only okay, but something serious!

Mo Junyang's body became weaker and weaker every day because of her illness, but she just said nothing, and lied to her with nothing but two words, until now she couldn't hold it.

The man was still struggling to raise Shi Qingxue's cheek, and slowly wiped off the tears on her cheeks with her index finger, gently, softly, and softly coaxed: "I'm fine, really ! "

Shi Qingxue's tears fell even more fiercely, and now she was in a mess in her mind. All the calmness and calmness in the past had disappeared.

She couldn't think of any solution, and her mind and mind were all about Mo Junyang's knowledge that she was about to die, almost driving her to ruin!

"Jun Yang, I beg you, you must be fine, I beg you ..." Shi Qingxue started in a mess, and she didn't know what she said.

Mo Junyang looked at Shi Qingxue, who was so fragile and helpless, that the calmness and calmness of his strong clothes also collapsed.

The man's eyes sank little by little, and he did not justify Shi Qingxue.

Because all of a sudden he felt like the whole body was as hot as a fire, but he felt as if he was stuffed with ice in his heart, so cold that he shivered.

He almost exhausted all his strength so that outsiders would not be aware of his current situation, and there was no extra effort to explain.

He had to wait for the cold and hot pain to pass a little before he continued to order Wei Ziye, "Well, you all go down first!"

Wei Ziye narrowed his eyes and thought he had heard wrong.

Now that Mo Junyang is about to die, this patient even drove them away, looking for death?

However, the man's eyes were clear, not at all confused, and when Wei Ziye hesitated, his voice turned cold again, "Hurry up."

Wei Ziye thought that Mo Junyang was probably really ill, so he would make such an irrational move.

But obeying Mo Junyang's arrangement has become an instinct engraved in his bones. He only hesitated for two seconds before pulling out the reluctant Dong Frost and the grateful Dade's doctor, and posted it Heartily closed the door for the people inside.

Shi Qingxue heard Mo Junyang's arrangement, but now she has been attacked by fear, and she has no way to analyze the pros and cons rationally. She just stared at the big round eyes and stared at Mo Junyang for a moment.

I was afraid that Mo Junyang would disappear when she did not see it.

"Jun Yang, Jun Yang ..." Shi Qingxue said in the mouth, repeating Mo Junyang's name over and over again.

Mo Junyang's eyes were dim, and when only the two of them were left in the room, he smiled hard at Shi Qingxue and said weakly, "Help me sit up, let's talk!"

"Speak ... OK, OK!" Shi Qingxue was most afraid that Mo Junyang unknowingly went in his sleep.

Mo Junyang was willing to speak, of course that is a good thing!

She scrambled up Mo Junyang, leaned against the edge of the bed, and followed closely.

Like the most sticky cat, no one can do without his own owner.

Such a move can melt Mo Junyang's heart.

But now he has no extra thoughts to respond to this, and can only pull Shi Qingxue's small hand as tightly as possible, wrapped tightly in his own hand, and gently exert force.

When Qing Xue looked up at him, he said, "Don't be afraid, I'll be fine, I promise!"

Such a guarantee was to Shi Qingxue the sweetest confession in the world, and made her heart feel moisturized by warm water, and immediately threw it into the oil pan and fried it once.

Her heart was sour and sour, and she cried again.

As Qingxue wiped her tears, she shouted to Mo Junyang loudly: "Okay, this is what you told me! You have a good word, you must promise to do what you want me to do, even if you die! Hear no!"

While talking, Shi Qingxue saw that Mo Junyang's eyelids seemed to start to pull down again, she could not help but shouted loudly, "Mo Junyang, you promised me, you should promise me! Come on me! "

Mo Junyang didn't answer, his eyes closed again gently.

At that moment, Shi Qingxue felt her heart was broken, and the whole world was in a dim state, she was shaking!

"Jun Yang!"

Shi Qingxue yelled in horror, desperately to shake Mo Junyang, wanting this man to open her eyes again and give her an explanation.

At this time, the door was knocked. "Six mothers! Someone asked outside."

Shi Qingxue froze all over, and when she thought it was likely that Luo Luo was coming, her body shook with it.

This time is exciting!

She rushed to the door and opened the door. "Is Shen Luo? Is Shen Luo here?"

Wei Ziye looked at Shi Qingxue's joy with words, and felt that his next words were a little too cruel. But he could only answer truthfully: "No, it's a girl."