The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Soon, Yan Cangming went out and went to the kitchen.

He already had a plan in mind.

Rather than letting Mo Bei live in such pain, he would rather end Mo Bei's life earlier and let the soul return to its place earlier.

"Please, Doctor Tan, I can do my best to relieve his pain. Yan is very grateful here." Yan Cangming bowed to Imperial Physician Tan.

Doctor Qin quickly helped Yan Cangming up, and said solemnly, "Do you mean that I need to increase the dose?"

Yan Cangming nodded: "That's what it means."

Doctor Tan looked shocked: "But like this, his time is running out."

Yan Cangming asked: "If the dose is increased, how long will he have?"

Doctor Qin: "Half a month..."

Yan Cangming smiled: "If you have trouble, just do as I say."

Doctor Qin wanted to say something more, but Yan Cangming had already turned around and went about his own business.

So Imperial Physician Tan stopped talking, and sat silently by the stove with a small bench and fan, continuing to boil medicine.

The magic blade also gave him the imperial edict of the empress, and let him obey the arrangements of the master here. As a loyal minister, all he needs to do is to obey the orders.

Soon, Yan Cangming cooked the pumpkin porridge and took it to Mo Bei's house.

Mo Bei sat in front of the table early on, with a pair of big round eyes open, looking at Yan Cangming who walked in with joy.

He seemed to never be unhappy.

That's fine too.

Yan Cangming rubbed his head, sat in front of him, and coaxed softly: "Ah Yan, come and feed Beibei porridge, okay?"

Mo Bei nodded his head: "Thank you, Ayan."

Yan Cangming had a gentle face, and while feeding, he asked, "Does Beibei have any other wishes?"

Mo Bei thought for a while, and said, "Beibei wants to watch the sunrise and sunset, and also wants to see the sea, eat a lot of delicious food, and there are many things that Beibei wants to do..."

Yan Cangming's body froze for a moment, but Mo Bei suddenly looked into his eyes and said: "But these things are not as good as Ayan, and Beibei wants to be with Ayan forever..."

Yan Cangming smiled: "Okay, we will be together forever and ever."

So, Mo Bei was happy again, and happily finished the porridge and the medicine sent by Doctor Qin.

Yan Cangming and Yuehua discussed his decision about Mo Bei.

Yuehua was the first to speak: "I think we should ask the master for his opinion."

Yan Cangming frowned: "You know, I don't want him to have any psychological burden in his current situation."

Demon Blade: "Master, although the Immortal Venerable is mentally incomplete at the moment, he has the right to choose."

Yuehua's eyes were red and red, and she choked up a little: "Yes, even if his mind is only a six-year-old child, he still has a choice."

To go or stay, to die or to live.

It's all up to him to decide.

Yan Cangming clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched again, struggled repeatedly for a while, and finally let go, with a gritty voice: "I'll ask him."

The most difficult person to make this decision is none other than Yan Cangming.

So, wearing the late night frost, Yan Cangming returned to Mo Bei's room, with the medicine hanging, Mo Bei's spirit is still good, and he won't suffer so much.

"Brother, come in quickly, it's so cold outside, give Beibei a hug." Mo Bei moved in and gave Yan Cangming the warm blanket, then stretched out his hands and looked at him expectantly.

Yan Cangming was a little dumbfounded, but he took off his outer shirt, got on the bed, and took Mo Bei into his arms.

The chill all over his body was finally relieved.

Mo Bei hugged Yan Cangming's waist, tried to lift up the quilt, and muttered: "It's not cold, Beibei will keep Brother Ayan warm—"

Yan Cangming was filled with pity, the more Mo Beiyue was like this, the more distressed he was, and after hesitating for a moment, Yan Cangming still expressed his thoughts fully.

Talk about the reason why he came here, talk about Mo Bei's current illness, and say that he wants his spirit to return to his place sooner, but he needs to drink a lot of medicine, and he talks a lot.

Mo Bei listened with a half understanding.

When Yan Cangming asked Mo Bei for his opinion, Mo Bei scratched his head stupidly, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually... Beibei can't understand Ayan's words, isn't Beibei stupid?"

Yan Cangming bowed his head and kissed him: "Beibei is the smartest, Beibei is not stupid."

Mo Bei: "But Beibei understands what A Yan means. If A Yan thinks this is the best way, then A Yan will do it."

Yan Cangming's heart seemed to be stabbed. Although he knew that Mo Bei would listen to him, he still couldn't help but feel distressed.

"But Beibei can stop taking medicine?"

Yan Cangming: "Why?"

Mo Bei rubbed Yan Cangming's neck, and said softly: "Because in this way, Beibei can live longer. Beibei likes Ayan very much. If he can't see Ayan, Beibei will be sad."

in the dark……

Yan Cangming's eyes were red: "If you don't take the medicine, Beibei will have a stomachache."

Mo Bei shook his head: "Beibei is not afraid of pain."

Beibei is even more afraid that she won't see Ayan.

"Listen to Beibei." Yan Cangming kissed and kissed pitifully.

Outside the window, the bleak autumn wind brings coolness.

In a daze, Mo Bei called out: "Ayan..."

"Come in……"

Yan Cangming was startled, and raised his eyes. Mo Bei's eyes were blurred, and he looked at him innocently, which was very touching.

Mo Bei...

How would Mo Bei know what to do?

Seeing that Yan Cangming did not move for a long time, Mo Bei took the initiative to take his hand, blinking his eyes, and asked stupidly: "Brother Yan, is this wrong?"

Yan Cangming's heart was on fire.

In fact, he didn't think about Mo Bei at all.

who knew...

The subconscious really sucks.

He bet that Mo Bei had absolutely no idea what he was doing.

But Yan Cangming is clear, very clear.

As a result, the Adam's apple rolled for a while, Yan Cangming squeezed Mo Bei's slightly cold fingers, and coaxed softly in a slightly hoarse voice: "Beibei, be good, don't move, go to sleep."

And Mo Bei's delicate porcelain-white face flushed red, and he didn't speak for a while.

Yan Cangming's eyes closed and closed again, and when he opened them again, the lust in Mo Bei's eyes burned a little bit, turned over, looked down at Mo Bei, and asked dangerously: "Beibei, no matter what Ayan does to you, will you are you willing?"

Mo Bei was a little aggrieved, but still nodded: "As long as it's Ayan."

Mo Bei didn't know at all that in the eyes of a certain wolf, his expression of pity was Chi Guoguo's seduction.

Of course, a certain wolf also knew that his Beibei had absolutely no such intentions.

But he was still obedient and bowed his head.

"North……"

"do not regret."

After all, he is very familiar with this body.

Mid-moon...

The magic blade stood outside the yard, knocking on Yuehua's door pitifully: "Huahua, open the door...Your husband and I are about to die..."