I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

"Sister..." Chen Jue finally cried out with sobs, his voice hoarse as if rubbed by sandpaper, with endless pain and joy of surviving a disaster. He suddenly pounced on Chen Jia, hugged his sister tightly with his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his body and never separate again. His body was shaking violently, and every tremor seemed to release the fear and worry accumulated in these days. He buried his head in his sister's shoulder and cried like a child. The cry was heartbreaking and echoed in the silent clinic.

"Sister, you finally woke up. You don't know... you don't know how scared I was..." Chen Jue cried and spoke incoherently, his tears and snot mixed together, but he didn't care at all. He hugged her tighter, as if as long as he let go, his sister would disappear into the endless darkness again. The images of his sister after she was injured kept flashing in his mind, the shocking wounds, the pale face, each image was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart again, making him cry even more sadly.

Chen Jia raised her hand with great effort and gently stroked Chen Jue's hair, tears flashing in her eyes. Her fingers gently passed through Chen Jue's hair, and every touch was filled with endless love. "Xiao Jue, don't cry, isn't your sister fine? We've made it through." Although her voice was weak, it was full of warm power, like a ray of sunshine in winter, instantly dispelling the haze in Chen Jue's heart.

Chen Jue raised her head, looked at her sister with tearful eyes, and sobbed, "Sister, you don't know, I really thought... I thought I was going to lose you. When I was in the Yunwu Mountains, every danger made me feel that I might never see you again. That python was so big and so ferocious, I was really scared at the time. Its body was as thick as a bucket, and its scales flashed with cold light in the sun, and its eyes seemed to penetrate my soul. The moment it came out of the bushes, I felt that the whole world was still, and only my heartbeat was beating wildly in my ears. I wanted to run, but my legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and I couldn't move at all. My mind was full of you. If I died here, what would you do? I can't die. If I die, no one can save you. But that fear has penetrated into my bones, and I can't control myself. But when I think that you are still waiting for me to save you, I can't retreat. I can only bite the bullet. When I fight it, my hands are shaking all the time, not because I am afraid of it, but because I am afraid that if I die, you will be dead."

Chen Jia looked at the wounds on Chen Jue's body with a look of heartache, her eyes full of self-blame. "Xiao Jue, it's my fault that you have suffered." Her voice trembled slightly, and every word was filled with guilt towards her brother.

Chen Jue shook his head desperately, "No, sister, I failed to protect you. But now you're awake, everything is fine. We are all here, and we will never be separated again." His eyes were full of determination, which was a commitment to the future.

The brother and sister hugged each other and cried. At this moment, they seemed to be the luckiest people in the world. The joy of surviving the disaster filled their hearts. Chen Jue felt his sister's body temperature, which was the warmth he had longed for in these days. His crying gradually became softer, but his body was still shaking slightly, which was the aftermath of the nervousness and fear.

"Sister, do you know? When the doctor said your condition was under control, I felt like I had returned from hell to the human world. That kind of happiness was just like when we saw shooting stars together in the yard when we were little. I think all the suffering is worth it as long as you can get better." Chen Jue smiled on his tear-stained face, and there was a sense of relief in that smile. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, as if he saw a better future.

Chen Jia smiled and nodded, "Yes, Xiaojue, we have been through so much, and the days to come will definitely get better and better. We still have many wonderful times to spend together." Her eyes were full of longing, which was the expectation for future life.

At this moment, Wei Lang hurried in. His eyes were full of anxiety and worry, his hair was a little messy, and his clothes were slightly wrinkled from running. When he saw Chen Jia wake up, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by deep heartache. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to speak, but was blocked by the sob in his throat.

"Jia'er..." Wei Lang's voice was a little tearful. He walked quickly to the bedside and looked at Chen Jia's weak appearance, tears welling up in his eyes. His eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if they could melt everything.

When Chen Jia saw Wei Lang, a gentle smile appeared in her eyes. "Wei Lang, you're here. Thank you for your concern. I'm much better now." Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze.

Wei Lang shook his head, tears finally flowing down his eyes. "Jia'er, you don't know how worried I am about you. When I heard the news that you were injured, I felt my heart was broken. I rushed all the way here, but was stopped at the door. That feeling of powerlessness... I was really afraid that I would never see you again." His voice trembled, and every word was full of affection.

Chen Jia gently held Wei Lang's hand and comforted him, "Wei Lang, I'm fine now, right? Don't worry." Her hands were soft and warm, conveying comfort and strength.

Wei Lang held Chen Jia's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go. "Jia'er, you almost... I can't live without you. I will never let you get hurt again. I will always stay by your side." His eyes were full of determination and affection, a kind of attachment that transcended life and death. He had only one thought in his mind, that was to protect the woman he loved deeply, no matter what the cost.

Chen Jue looked at Wei Lang and his sister, and understood Wei Lang's feelings for his sister. He wiped his tears and said to Wei Lang, "Wei Lang, thanks to you for always caring about my sister. Let's protect my sister together in the future and prevent her from encountering such danger again." His eyes were full of gratitude and trust.

Wei Lang nodded, but his eyes never left Chen Jia. He sat down beside the bed and gently tidied Chen Jia's hair, his movements gentle and loving. "Jia'er, take good care of yourself. If you need anything, tell me. I will always be by your side." His voice was gentle and firm, like a vow.

Chen Jia smiled and nodded, "Well, Wei Lang, I feel at ease with you and Xiaojue here." There was a gleam of happiness in her eyes, which was the warmth of being surrounded by love.

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia, his heart full of tenderness. He knew that this experience made him more clearly aware of Chen Jia's position in his heart. He never wanted to leave her again, even for a moment. He wanted to protect her smile, accompany her through every good time, and face any difficulties that might arise in the future together.

In the following days, Chen Jue and Wei Lang took turns to take care of Chen Jia. Chen Jue carefully prepared nourishing soup for his sister, and he personally selected each herb. He would get up early, go to the market to find the freshest herbs, and then carefully wash and boil them. Watching the medicine pot gurgling on the fire, his heart was full of hope. He would sit aside and watch the medicine soup quietly, as if he could see his sister recovering from the rising heat. He would stir the soup from time to time, adjust the heat, and ensure that every drop of medicine was perfect. When the soup was ready, he would carefully bring it to his sister's bedside, stir it gently with a spoon, let the soup cool to the right temperature, and then feed it to his sister mouthful by mouthful. Watching his sister drink the bitter soup, his heart was full of relief.

When Chen Jia wakes up, Wei Lang will chat with her and tell her interesting things that happened outside. He will tell those interesting stories in a gentle voice to make Chen Jia smile. He will describe the outside world to Chen Jia, the beautiful scenery and interesting people, so that Chen Jia can feel the beauty of life even in the hospital bed. He will make Chen Jia happy and tell some jokes to make her forget the torture of illness. He will silently do a lot of things for Chen Jia, even if it is just a small move, such as handing her a glass of water, he will do it with extra care. When Chen Jia falls asleep, he will sit quietly by the bed, looking at her sleeping face, his heart full of love.

Chen Jia's body recovered day by day, and her face gradually became rosy. The relationship between the brother and sister and Wei Lang also became deeper with each companionship and protection. Chen Jue looked at the changes in his sister, and his heart was filled with joy of surviving the disaster. He often thought of those terrible experiences, but now, they have become part of their precious memories, making them cherish each other even more.

Wei Lang's feelings for Chen Jia became more and more obvious. Every time he looked at Chen Jia, his eyes were full of love, and he would express his feelings with actions. He would prepare small gifts for Chen Jia, a flower, a book, or a piece of exquisite cake. He would lend a helping hand without hesitation when Chen Jia needed it. He knew that he had fallen deeply in love with Chen Jia and could no longer extricate himself. He was willing to spend his whole life to protect this woman he loved deeply and greet every day of the future with her.

In this warm and hopeful clinic, the story of the three people continues. With their love for each other and their vision for the future, they move forward towards a better life. They know that after experiencing the test of life and death, they have enough strength to face everything in the future. They believe that no matter what difficulties they will encounter in the future, they can get through it together because the love and trust between them are indestructible.