Born of Worry

Time is always a test of people.

Mo Wen almost exhausted all available methods to make Li Xian's body recover day by day, but he never woke up.

He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

Shen Xin took his pulse and said that his current condition would definitely not prevent him from being unconscious all the time, and the only explanation might be that he himself did not want to wake up.

You can never, never wake up a person who refuses to wake up.

Mo Wen was helpless.

He supported the back of Li Xian's neck with one arm, leaned his head against his shoulder, and held the porridge bowl in the other hand, feeding him spoonful by spoonful.

He no longer fed dragon blood to Li Xian. First, he couldn't bear it himself. Second, Li Xian could now drink some liquid food like porridge. Coupled with the conditioning of medicine, he could barely maintain his body's nutrition.

Li Xian was fed porridge by him, and before he took a few sips, he suddenly started coughing. Mo Wen hurriedly patted his back, helped him breathe smoothly, wiped the porridge stains from his lips, and fed him again. But he pursed his lips tightly, and refused to drink no matter what.

Mo Wen tried several times to no avail, so he couldn't force him anymore, so he put down the porridge bowl and said with a wry smile, "Forget it, if you don't want to drink... just don't drink it."

He sighed softly, helped him lie back to the original place, covered the quilt, and wanted to leave.But as soon as he got up and took two steps, he heard Li Xian utter an unconscious "hmm", and when he turned around, he saw that his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

Mo Wen's heart trembled, and he hurriedly sat beside him, took his wrist to test his pulse, and found that his pulse was a bit rapid, and at this moment, he clearly felt his fingers move again.

"Little Xian?!"

Mo Wen was ecstatic, for the first time in these two months, Li Xian showed signs of waking up, so he quickly held his hand and called him several times in a row.

Li Xian frowned even more tightly, and his eyelids were trembling, as if he was fighting fiercely with something. Mo Wen squeezed back the hand held by Mo Wen with some strength. Mo Wen couldn't help but become more excited, and called out to him:

"Little Xian! Wake up, wake up! I'm Mo Wen, I'm Mo Wen!"

Li Xian seemed to have heard it, but what happened next was beyond Mo Wen's expectation.He clearly felt that the opponent's hand suddenly lost strength, and the wrinkles between his brows slowly relaxed, and there was no movement in the whole person.

"...Xiao Xian?"

Mo Wen seemed to have been slapped in the face, and he froze on the spot, but he still refused to give up, clenched his hand and shook his arm, but no matter how persistently he shouted, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up any more waves.

Dazed for a moment, he seemed to suddenly understand something, smiled wryly and let go of his hand, stood up, stepped back step by step, shook his head, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and murmured in a low voice, like questioning him, or like is asking yourself:

"why why……?!"

He backed up, and finally fell to his knees. Something wet crawled all over his face, slid down his jaw, and hit the ground. Blue tendons protruded from his forehead. His eyes were red, he sneered, and then became loud laugh.

"Mo Wen!" Shen Xin appeared out of thin air again, berating him in a low voice, "Why are you crazy?!"

"Haha..." Mo Wen laughed enough, and began to cry loudly again. He beat the ground vigorously with one hand, and his face was a bit hideous, "Why?! Why don't you want to wake up?! Why did you hear my name? So you refuse to wake up?! Why don’t you even look at me?! I ask, how much is it worth in your eyes?!”

Shen Xin frowned, seeing how painful his expression was, she couldn't help comforting her: "He just doesn't know how to face you."

"I don't know how to face it? Haha!" Mo Wen laughed loudly, "If you don't know how to face it, why don't you face it?! I Mo Wen, is he some kind of tiger, leopard and jackal?! I don't care what happened to him before, I only care about his people, I only want him to wake up!"

Shen Xin was also a little angry, and raised her volume: "You don't care, but he cares! Please think about it differently, if you were him, what would you do? You would return to him without any guilt or guilt. It happened to continue to live the same life as before?! Are you okay? You ask yourself, are you okay?!"

"I……!"

Mo Wen was rendered speechless by her words, panting heavily, kneeling stiffly for a long time, then suddenly stood up and strode away.

"Mo Wen! Stop!"

Shen Xin couldn't keep him, so she could only look at Li Xian who was on the sick bed, looked at him for a long time, and could only sigh softly.

If you want to force him to wake up, it's not... there is no way.

Heaven Prison.

"Lord Mo, you can't enter!"

"Go away!"

Mo Wen waved away the guard on duty, and went to the cell where Hu Lugu was being held, "Open the door for me!"

The jailer was extremely helpless, dripping with cold sweat, "Lord Mo, this is a death row prison! Without orders from above, you can't open the door at will!"

Mo Wen snorted coldly, and stopped wasting words with him, his figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared in an instant, but he was already in a prison with the door closed.

The jailer was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and Hu Lugu was also startled, watching the man approaching him, "It's you?! You... what are you going to do?!"

Mo Wen didn't answer him, grabbed his collar with one hand, and lifted him up from the ground. Hu Lugu was about to resist, but before he could move, he felt a strong slap on his face. The slap made him fly out, hit the wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with a few knocked out teeth.

"... Cough!" He struggled to get up, wiped the blood around his mouth, and before he could say "you", he was brought up again by Mo Wen, who still didn't give him a chance, and punched him hard in the abdomen, Another punch hit him hard in the chest.

The sound of broken ribs came from the chest cavity, and Hu Lugu was knocked out again, and at the same time, he vomited a lot of blood. The severe pain made his brain go blank for a second, but he still refused to beg for mercy, and laughed out loud : "Haha...! Anyway, I, Hulugu, will be beheaded in a few days.... You might as well kill me now, right now! It will save me... from being in prison for a few days! "

"You're dreaming!" Mo Wen squeezed out the words between his teeth, lifted him off the ground for the third time, and pressed him against the wall.Hu Lugu looked directly at him, smiled unabated, panting heavily: "I, Hu Lugu... the one thing I regret the most in my life is that I didn't kill Li Xian at the beginning! I gave him a counterattack Opportunity!"

"Snapped!"

Mo Wen slapped him back again, causing him to turn his face away, then grabbed his neck again, and said in a low voice, "Say! Where have you ever touched him?!"

"Hahaha……!"

Hu Lugu tried to break his hand, but couldn't break it, and laughed again, as if provocatively said: "Where? I touched it everywhere! Why, now you know that you have come to avenge him? It's too late! He When you were crying and begging for mercy, why didn't you..."

"what--!!"

Mo Wen was completely enraged, and with a loud shout, this punch directly hit the opponent's face, breaking his nasal bone, two streams of blood gushed out from his nostrils, and suddenly stretched out two fingers, directly poking into the hole. In the other party's mouth, he clamped his tongue tightly and scolded: "Say, say! I'll let you say—!"

Hu Lugu only felt the sharp pain in his mouth, but he couldn't struggle. He pulled out his tongue and fell to the ground again, with blood gushing from his mouth, and a strange sound of "ho, ho" came out of his throat, and he couldn't utter any more. Say a word.

Mo Wen discarded the filth, squatted down, "Say, where else? Where else?!"

He clasped the opponent's right wrist with his blood-stained hand again, and snapped it violently, only to hear a "crack" sound, and his right hand turned over at a strange angle, apparently broken.

"Hey——!!"

"Where else?! Where else?!"

Mo Wen's eyes were red, his eyes were wide open with anger, his black hair seemed to be insane, and he lifted his foot to crush the opponent's crotch hard. With his mouth open, blood dripped all over the floor, and the severe pain all over his body caused him to faint quickly.

"Lord Mo! You can't fight anymore! Lord Mo!!"

The jailer finally regained his composure, opened the cell door, desperately grabbed Mo Wen, who was about to continue, and took him back a step, "Stop beating him! He will be beheaded in three days for public display, please don't beat him again." Already!"

Mo Wen's hands were covered with blood, he stood stiff for a moment, and finally slowly retracted his feet, shook off the jailer, and walked out of the prison without looking back.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly saw a red dress appearing in front of him. He looked up at her, then looked away, and strode away without her.

——Shen Xin looked at him, but his dark and blood-red eyes made him feel chills all over his body.

The author has something to say: It's a rather dark chapter, although it's very cool to write... I don't want this chapter to pollute other chapters, so it's a separate chapter with a little less words, forgive me.