There is a story that has a grudge against me

It's been three days, and Bai Zhexi still hasn't woken up.

Hongxiu sent his family to find Laoshan ginseng for him and hang himself, but the doctor tried his best, but he still couldn't see him getting better.

Nie Huai'en blamed himself in his heart, and always felt that Bai Zhexi had suffered such a catastrophe because of him.

For the past few days, he had hardly left Bai Zhexi's bed. He felt guilty but didn't know what to do, so he had to imitate Hongxiu, holding a porcelain bowl filled with water, soaking the cloth, bit by bit. Wet on his lips.

Lying in the hospital bed for a long time, even the most beautiful Mr. Biyuan in the world, even if he couldn't stop the entanglement of the serious illness, he gradually became gloomy.

His lips turned a dull gray, and there were lumps of thorny dead skin on his lips, like the twisted branches of a dying branch, with a frizzy and terrifying color.

The young servant who accompanied him that day has long since disappeared, and the Nie family who went to meet him do not know where they are now.

Nie Huai'en was anxious, but he couldn't leave Bai Zhexi's side.

So he had no choice but to send his servants to find out the whereabouts of the Nie family, and sent people to secretly inquire about what happened outside the connecting booth on the outskirts of the city that day...

Another day passed, and Bai Zhexi's illness still hadn't improved, his cheeks were sunken, showing a dying look.

Nie Huai'en was even more anxious, not knowing what to do...

The servant who was inquiring said that in the outskirts of the city that day, someone saw Master Bi Yuan galloping past, as if he was chasing someone, but no one found the figure of the person he was looking for.

Nie Huai'en heard that two things did not go as he wanted one after another, and felt anxious for a moment, helpless.

Seeing the doctor's obedience, he just clasped his fists and said, come back tomorrow, when the frustrated Nie Huai'en grabbed him by the neckline.

"Didn't you say that you are the best doctor in the city? What about the medicine? What about the prescription? Why hasn't he improved?!"

He didn't intend to take his anger out on the doctor, but seeing Bai Zhexi lying on the sickbed, he felt sympathetic and uncomfortable, so he just made use of it.

"I... I, I, I..." The doctor was taken aback by the furious Nie Huai'en, and he was picked up in the next second, and he immediately cupped his fists and begged for mercy: "My lord, don't be annoyed...I, I There is another recipe. But...but..."

Nie Huai'en was already hopeless in his heart, but unexpectedly, he made a mistake and forced the doctor to utter this sentence out of desperation. He immediately felt hopeful: "But what? Say it!"

"However, one of the medicines is extremely hard to find, and it is said that it has been extinct for a long time..." The doctor muttered now, seeing Nie Huai'en's sharp eyes, his voice gradually faded: "I found this prescription from an ancient book in the early years, but I have traveled all over the years. Famous mountains and great rivers have failed to find any trace of this magic medicine...I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."

Nie Huai'en shuddered, and then slowly loosened the doctor's grip: "If that's the case, why do you say it to be annoying?" His eyes dimmed again in an instant, with a hint of despair and helplessness.

"But I...I was thinking, since the medicine is hard to find, I can try to replace it with old mountain ginseng... Anyway, my son's disease..." The doctor buried his head and did not dare to look at the vicious Nie Huai'en: " ...Let’s just treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.”

Nie Huai'en was so disturbed by the doctor's hesitation, he took a step forward and put his hands on the doctor's shoulders: "Are you serious?!"

The doctor looked at Nie Huai'en's sudden frown, and immediately stopped talking: "But the medicine is three-point poisonous, not to mention that this medicine may cause great damage to the body. If the medicine is not cured, I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."

Of course Nie Huai'en understood what the doctor meant. He frowned and thought for a moment before calming down. He said slowly, "Since he is already like this, there is no need to worry too much... Please write quickly, doctor, and I will ask someone to get medicine to save my brother."

Nie Huai'en couldn't calm down, and was about to discuss with the doctor again, when he saw Hongxiu hurriedly came and knelt down to report, saying that Bai Zhexi woke up suddenly but kept vomiting blood, and asked him to check it out quickly.

Nie Huai'en arrived in a hurry, and before he entered the door, he saw the servants in a mess.

The doctor was sitting on the porch, and when he saw Nie Huai'en arrived, he just shook his head and sighed: "The medicine is boiled, but it can't be fed in anyway, and he spits out a drop when he puts it in the spoon..."

Hongxiu spread out his palm in front of Nie Huai'en, showing a pill: "The doctor boiled the medicine and condensed it into a pill, but young master is in such a situation, but I don't know how to make him take it..."

Nie Huai'en took the pill, frowning slightly, and stepped into the main room, only to see a large puddle of blood splattered in front of Bai Zhexi's bed.

Seeing him coming in, Hongxiu turned around and stepped forward: "Master, he just stopped vomiting blood, but fell into a coma unconsciously... Mr. Nie, what should we do? My son has not eaten for many days, if this continues... This way..."

Hongxiu covered her mouth and sobbed, and the humming sound immediately attracted a group of people in the room, and then all of them had red eye circles.

Nie Huai'en stroked Hongxiu's shoulder to reassure her not to worry, then turned around and ordered his servants to prepare water and food, then sat down in front of the bed, and stretched out his hand to hold Bai Zhexi's sickly bony palm.

"Brother Qingxi...it's me, I'm Xiaodouzi, you...you may have heard me?"

Seeing Bai Zhexi's eyelashes tremble slightly, Nie Huai'en felt that he knew about it, and then he held his hand tightly, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Come... I'll feed you water."

He turned around and took the clean water from the maid, and brought it to Bai Zhexi's mouth with a small spoon.

But the clear water came in from the mouth of Baizhexi, but leaked out from the corner of the mouth, as Dr. Judas said, not a single drop was left.

Hongxiu kept choking up at the side: "This can't be done... Young Master, Young Master... The doctor said, it has to be sent deep into his throat."

"Then send it in! Why did you wait until now?" Nie Huai'en was so angry that he couldn't help but speak fiercely.

"Hong... Hongxiu dare not..." Hongxiu heard Nie Huai'en's panic, shrugged her shoulders and lowered her eyes, lowered her head and dared not make a sound.

Using chopsticks and other blunt objects to stab the throat, Hong Xiu and the others have thought about this matter, but this method is too rude and disrespectful to the master, no one in the mansion dares to mention it.

"Then give me the medicine, I'll do it." Nie Huanen calmed down, took the medicine bowl, thought for a while, then raised his head and put the medicine into his mouth.

Bending down to look at Bai Zhexi's pale face and chapped lips, he couldn't think much about it.

Immediately, he leaned forward and took Bai Zhexi's pale lips into his mouth.

At this time, the servant girl beside him broke into a cold sweat from Nie Huai'en's rash action.

It can be seen that Nie Huai'en has no fear on his face, so he didn't dare to look too much. They all lowered their heads, holding their breath and waiting for the result.

For so many days, everyone can clearly see in their hearts what Nie Huai'en has done for Bai Zhexi.

Nie Huaien slowly put the medicine in his mouth into Bai Zhexi's mouth, then reached out to wrap his arms around his back, supported him up, and kept his upper body upright so that he could swallow better.

But he immediately felt the refusal from Baizhexi's mouth, so he had to hold the back of his neck with one hand, increase his strength, and push the potion in completely... Nie Huaien's tongue almost touched Baizhexi's palate, and when Baizhexi Stirring in the middle and lower reaches of the creek mouth blocked the only channel for Baizhexi to spit out the potion.

The two of them held each other's lips in a stalemate for a long while, and then Nie Huai'en felt a "thud" in Bai Zhexi's throat, and gradually swallowed the potion.

The servants in the room were all overjoyed, but they didn't dare to say much because of Nie Huai'en's pale eyes.

Nie Huai'en ignored the others, followed the same pattern and gave him all the soup and medicine for the whole night, and then chewed the pill that Hongxiu gave him, and then put it in his mouth.

Then he turned around and ordered someone to bring tea and porridge, and he fed them in mouthful after mouthful...

In the next few days, Nie Huai'en still stayed by Bai Zhexi's side every step of the way, and was even more attentive than before. Bai Zhexi's daily food and clothing were also taken care of by him himself.

Three days later, Nie Huai'en calmed down in the morning and evening, took a towel and gently wiped Bai Zhexi's body.

He squeezed Bai Zhexi's soft and boneless fingers, attached a warm towel to it, and then carefully and carefully skipped every inch of his knuckles...

He remembered his smiling face when he saw Bai Zhexi for the first time, and then he remembered him slightly frowning and asking if he would marry him...

Nie Huai'en seemed to have thousands of words in his heart. Facing Bai Zhexi's brows and falling asleep, he was full of tenderness and tenderness but couldn't contain it or spit it out, feeling depressed and wronged...

Nie Huai'en had mixed feelings in his heart. Seeing that he finally recovered his expression gradually, he only hoped that he would recover soon.

"Little... Douzi..." The knuckles that were lightly held in Nie Huai'en's hand suddenly hooked lightly, and then the person on the bed suddenly whispered angrily.

"I am, I am..."

Surprised and delighted, Nie Huai'en immediately leaned forward and put his ear close to his lips, for fear of missing a word.

Then I heard Bai Zhexi's slightly parted lips intermittently spit out such a sentence: "...If, if I'm not long...the whole Bai family...please, please take care of it..."

Life and death are all here.

Nie Huai'en didn't know it at all. Hearing this, he burst into tears.