Lan Congxiao

After washing and washing, Xun Fei obediently did not take off his clothes this time, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

When I was about to close the window for Qiu Zhu, my finger was pricked by the sawdust on the frame, and I got a big wound. "Oh."

Qiu Zhu saw Xun Fei's bleeding fingers in a blink of an eye, he squatted beside Xun Fei, carefully pulled out the sawdust that still fell in the flesh for him, and sucked it with his mouth, the blood dried up in a while .

"You have to be careful, there are big and small injuries every now and then. People who don't know will think you were abused in Weiming Villa." He bandaged Xun Fei, and couldn't help but start talking about him again.

The next day, Xun Fei woke up naturally after sleeping, thinking something bad, Qiu Zhu had already gotten up in the past, and hurriedly dressed to find him.

"Qiu Zhu!" When he saw that the doors and windows were closed, Qiu Zhu hadn't woken up yet.

"Qiu Zhu?" He quietly poked his head in through the side window, Qiu Zhu lay motionless on the bed and fell asleep.

Today is very strange, he wakes up early if there is any movement on weekdays.

Xun Fei bravely crawled in and walked to Qiu Zhu, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, "Qiu Zhu, wake up!"

But Qiu Zhu didn't respond at all, Xun Fei stretched out his hand to touch, Qiu Zhu's whole body was hot, he was so scared that he ran out quickly, "Doctor Su, Doctor Su!"

Dr. Su was pulled up early in the morning by Xun Fei, "Hurry up, Qiuzhu is seriously ill."

Qiu Zhu didn't wake up for a long time, Doctor Su turned around and asked Xun Fei, "Where did the second young master go yesterday? What did you eat?"

"Yesterday he went to the winery, and then he came back and never went out. What to eat, he eats whatever I eat." Xun Fei thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt guilty, "Last night, Qiu Zhu and I had a big Playing in the snow at night, did you catch the wind and cold?"

Dr. Su didn't notice this, and waved his hands, "Fenghan? You are all well, how could the second young master be so sick?"

"No, he was fine before going to bed last night." Xun Fei knelt on the edge of Qiu Zhu's bed, "I didn't take good care of him, is he really seriously ill?"

"That's not serious. Once the fever subsides, I'm sure you'll be fine. It's just that the illness comes like a mountain, and it's too fast. If you're sick, it's justifiable. The second young master has been practicing martial arts for many years. How can you be so weak." Dr. Su was very puzzled, and he could not see anything abnormal from the pulse condition, so he prescribed a prescription to take the medicine himself, and ordered Xun Fei to come and get the medicine on time.

But for two consecutive days, Qiu Zhu was half asleep and half awake, unconscious, and now he started to worry, how can a fever make people become like this.

Dr. Su simply guarded in the garden, looking for Fei to stay close to Qiu Zhu every day, but no one could find out the reason for Qiu Zhu's serious illness.

"Doctor Su, when will Qiuzhu wake up?" Xun Fei asked anxiously, but Doctor Su shook his head helplessly, "It's really strange, you all eat the same food, and the places you've been to are also normal, why did the second young master wake up?" But come here."

Later, Qiuzhu's serious illness could no longer be concealed. Everyone in Weiming Villa knew that the second young master was unconscious, and Lin Zhengqing was so anxious that he couldn't sleep at night. Doctors, big and small, had seen it, but it was still useless.

Doctor Su's medical skills are well-known far and wide, but now Lian Te is helpless.

"I heard that the second young master may be bewitched. If he was sick, Doctor Su would have taken care of him. He doesn't know the reason, so I might be bewitched."

Xun Fei hid aside and eavesdropped, and the two servants whispered, "I heard that a bewitched person wants to find a child's blood, put a bowl, and drink it while it's fresh."

Hearing this, he quickly rubbed his eyes, turned around and ran back without saying a word.

Sitting on Qiuzhu's bedside, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, he closed his eyes and drew a line on his wrist, dripping into a large bowl. .

"Qiuzhu, soon, you will lose your evil energy after drinking it." Xun Fei stretched out his hand and squeezed the blood around the wound tightly, and saved almost half a bowl. Xun Fei was afraid that the blood would not be fresh, so he quickly gave Qiu Zhu a mouthful with a spoon Feed it in one bite.

"Stop." Lin Zhengqing smelled blood when he entered the room, and saw that Xun Fei was holding a bowl to feed Qiu Zhu something to drink, and he pulled the child far away in shock, "You drink for Qiu Zhu indiscriminately." What, if something happens, I'll boil you!" He held the bowl and smelled it, full of bloody smell.

"I've heard people say that the bewitched will be healed if they drink the blood of the child. I want Qiu Zhu to get well soon..." Xun Fei looked aggrieved, raised his head and grabbed Lin Zhengqing's clothes and begged, "Wait for Qiu Zhu to wake up." You boil me again, I beg you." Xun Fei's eyes were red, her face was pale and haggard.

Lin Zhengqing was stunned for a moment before realizing that the blood in the bowl might be the child's own. Looking down, there was a bloodstain on Xun Fei's little hand and wrist, which was still bleeding, and he couldn't help frowning and scolding a few words.

"You child, how much blood do you have for him to drink like a kitten, and you also brought a big bowl. If you can't take care of him enough, you still need to take care of you?" Lin Zhengqing hurriedly picked up Xun Fei and ran out, "Come on, come on, Come here." He hurriedly hugged Xun Fei who was already pale and asked Dr. Su to treat the wound.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Xun Fei sneaked back again. Someone was guarding him in the courtyard, so he sneaked into Qiu Zhu's room through the window through the alley.

He suffered a lot in his heart, because he heard that Qiu Zhu had no complexion after drinking his blood, maybe it was even worse, so he slapped himself several times.

The child huddled on Qiu Zhu's bedside, gently stroking Qiu Zhu's face with his wounded hand, Qiu Zhu seemed to be asleep, but he didn't wake up.

"I'm sorry, I thought blood could save you. I'm going to ask Lord Yan, if he wants to take you away, then change someone else and take me away. I'm the one who hurt you." Tears flowed down The cheeks fell, dripping on Qiu Zhu's face drop by drop, the teardrops gently slid down to his lips, seeping into the gap between his lips.

It was dawn, and Xun Fei had already huddled on Qiu Zhu's bedside and fell asleep. Qiu Zhu faintly heard the crowing of the rooster, and frowned, feeling that his head was a little heavy.

It took a while before he opened his eyes and sat up, and when he turned around, he saw Xun Fei huddled pitifully at the head of his bed, "Why are you here? Watching for me?" He pinched Xun Fei's cheek.

Xun Fei woke up in a trance, saw Qiu Zhu sitting in front of him as if nothing had happened, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, "Qiu Zhu? Qiu Zhu?"

"You're not sleeping in your own room, what are you doing here with cats?" Qiu Zhu got out of bed, looking in good spirits, Xun Fei followed, staring at him blankly.

Until he believed that all this was not a dream, he threw himself into Qiu Zhu's arms and cried loudly, "You scared me to death, I thought you were going to die!"

Qiu Zhu was stunned by the child's crying, "I'm going to die? But I just fell asleep."