The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Magic Blade couldn't help but gasp, this old man is really courageous.

Of course, because of Mo Bei, Yan Cangming would be more respectful to the doctor, so without further delay, he got up immediately: "I'm sorry..."

After speaking, he carried Mo Bei into the house.

Mo Bei's abdomen is very white, abnormally sickly white, and there is an abnormal bulge under the ribs, which is very obvious.

Yan Cangming discovered it when he was bathing him, but he never knew what it was, and since Mo Bei couldn't see it when he stood up, he didn't think it was anything.

But now, Yan Cangming's eyelids twitched violently.

Doctor Qin pressed Mo Bei's abdomen while observing Mo Bei's expression.

This little boy can really bear it.

"There is something growing in his stomach, and it will continue to grow in the future, and it will eventually swallow his internal organs, and then lose all senses, and finally die."

Doctor Qin's words completely put Yan Cangming's last hope to the bottom.

"Young master, if I'm not mistaken, have you been eating all kinds of moldy and rotten food for a long time?" Doctor Qin looked at Mo Bei with pity.

Mo Bei didn't know why, so he looked at Yan Cangming stupidly, and asked: "Ayan, what is moldy food? Is it the one that Beibei ate before? But it was given by Auntie, Auntie and the others also eat this... ..."

Yan Cangming gritted his teeth, now he felt that killing those people was simply taking advantage of them.

He should have let those people live or die, cut off their hands and feet, and let them crawl on the ground like animals!

Yan Cangming's face was tense, and his emotions were a little difficult to control.

outside the door...

Yuehua's heart ached, and he knew it would be like this.

In this era of backward medical treatment, there is no way to save it.

No, even in the era of advanced medical technology, life can only be maintained for a period of time.

Because Mo Bei's terrible disease has a name called "stomach cancer".

Although he didn't follow his master to the 21st century, he slept here, waiting for his master to return.

However, he can read the places the master has been to and the memories he has had.

"How to save? Doctor, no matter what the price is, I will do it." Yan Cangming tilted his head, looking at Doctor Qin with scarlet eyes.

Doctor Tan lowered his head a little decadently: "The old man encountered such a disease once before, and tried to save it. But...even if the old man tried his best, he only lived in pain for a month."

a month? !

Yan Cangming's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and suddenly he felt the world spinning, and his vision was blurred for a moment.

Doctor Qin sighed, pulled off Mo Bei's clothes, and patted Mo Bei's head kindly: "Young master, I'm sorry, old man... I can't save you..." As he said, doctor Qin choked up .

Mo Bei raised his head and smiled sweetly: "It's okay, grandpa, don't be sad, Beibei has always been like this, Beibei doesn't hurt."

Doctor Tan turned his head to the side, silently wiped away his tears, his eyes were red, he glanced at Yan Cangming who was sitting expressionlessly by the bed, and said, "I will prescribe some medicines for him to relieve his pain as much as possible."

After speaking, Doctor Qin walked out with the box.

Yuehua and Magic Blade didn't bother either.

However, Yuehua looked at the stars in the sky, sobbed as she watched, and finally squatted on the ground, her shoulders shrugged violently.

Demon Blade felt very uncomfortable, so he could only squat beside him, silently hugging him into his arms, Yuehua choked and asked: "Magic Blade, why do you say... the master is obviously such a good person, but in this world suffering, but refused to let him go..."

"Sometimes, sometimes I'd rather...the one who suffers from this is me..."

Demon Blade wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything, he could only hug Yuehua silently, silently giving company and comfort.

Physician Tan silently looked for the kitchen. Fortunately, the magic blade mentioned some symptoms in advance, and he brought some medicine, so that he can cook for a while.

And Yan Cangming sat there for a long while without speaking.

Mo Bei got up from the bed, hugged his waist from behind, and asked softly, "Will Bei Bei die?"

The hands on both sides of the knee clenched tightly, and Yan Cangming didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Mo Bei smiled, leaned over, kissed Yan Cangming's face twice, and said: "Brother Ayan, don't be sad, brother Ayan can accompany Beibei for so many days, Beibei is very happy. Beibei knows what death is, ah Mother is also dead, Bei Bei can go to mother after death..."

Yan Cangming closed his eyes, turned around, and hugged Mo Bei into his arms with terrifying strength, as if trying to melt people into his flesh and blood.

Mo Bei, Mo Bei.

really stupid...

It's all like this, don't forget to comfort him.

"Beibei..." Yan Cangming called out, his throat was choked and broken, and it was difficult for him to say the next words.

Mo Bei hugged him, patted him gently, and coaxed: "Ayan, don't be sad, Beibei is not afraid at all. Besides, Beibei can still drink medicine, and he can live for a long time..."

Mo Bei is stupid, he doesn't know how to comfort Yan Cangming.

He can only use his own instinct to organize the language.

Although he was hurt a little by Ayan, Mo Bei was very happy because this was the first person to hug him like this.

And Yan Cangming's eyes were red, this feeling of being powerless in the face of such pain from his beloved really exhausted him physically and mentally, and made his heart feel overwhelmed.

Pain to an uncontrollable state.

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.

Why should Xun Li bear all kinds of suffering in the world?

He obviously has never done anything wrong, and he is obviously worthy of anyone, but why does he refuse to let go of Xunli in this world?

Is it just because he is the Lord of the Three Realms?

"Is Beibei hungry?" Yan Cangming sniffed, adjusted his mood, and asked.

Mo Bei quickly nodded: "Yeah! I still want to eat the porridge made by Brother Ayan, it's so sweet, Beibei likes it!"

Yan Cangming smiled, but the smile seemed far-fetched: "Okay, brother Ayan will go cook some delicious food for Beibei, and Beibei is here waiting for Ayan..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Bei suddenly leaned over and pecked his lips twice pitifully, his big eyes fluttering: "I see that every time Huahua does the magic blade like this, the magic blade is very happy. Then... I am like this, is Ayan happy?"

Yan Cangming was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and his expression eased a lot. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Bei's cute waist, punished him viciously, and then mercifully let him go: "Well, Brother Ayan also like very much."

Mo Bei shook his little head, he felt that his head was a little lack of oxygen, but seeing Yan Cangming's expression, he licked his lips: "Yeah! Beibei likes it too, Ayan is sweeter than porridge!"

Yan Cangming was amused and laughed heartily.

Mo Bei was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed foolishly.

When Ayan is happy, he is happy.

A Yan smiled, it was really pretty.