Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

It rained all day and didn't stop until evening.Xue Yang had been in a coma for a long time. Xiao Xingchen boiled rice porridge, crushed it, fed him a little bit, and fed him a few pills. It took him a long time to feel that his body temperature had risen.

Xiao Xingchen kept watch all night, but Xue Yang didn't wake up, his pulse was not very strong but kept beating tenaciously, allowing Xiao Xingchen to find some vitality and comfort in the deathly quiet space.

In the afternoon of the second day, Xue Yang started to have a fever. His body was very hot, but cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.The doctor was called and saw that Xue Yang was wounded all over by a sword, so he didn't ask much. Take a breath, just keep it up.The difficulty was that Xue Yang caught a cold and his wound was inflamed, so it was very dangerous if the high fever persisted.

"It's serious to reduce the fever first, as long as you can survive it. I'll go back and prescribe a few medicines first, and ask someone to deliver them."

Xiao Xingchen sent the doctor away, fetched water to apply to Xue Yang's forehead, wiped the palms of his hands and soles non-stop, and waited for the medicine to arrive, then boiled the medicine and fed it to Xue Yang, until the middle of the night to let Xue Yang's body cool down .

On the third day, Xue Yang had a fever intermittently, talking nonsense, and Xiao Xingchen came closer to listen, all shouting to the boss to tell him not to leave.While wiping the cold sweat off Xue Yang's face, the Taoist priest answered the man's vague call in his ear, not daring to leave an inch.

Liu Shuangmu heard that Xue Yang was bedridden, so he rushed over to visit him. Seeing that he couldn't do anything, he went to the river to catch fish and boiled a pot of fish soup in the afternoon. Xiao Xingchen thanked Xue Yang and fed Xue Yang half a bowl.

After Liu Shuangmu left, Xiao Xingchen brought the warm fever-reducing medicine again, and took a mouthful of it himself before feeding it to Xue Yang's lips.

The traditional Chinese medicine was very bitter, and Xue Yang always clenched his teeth and refused to drink the medicine properly when he was asleep, Xiao Xingchen could only push his teeth slowly through it.After feeding a bowl, Xiao Xingchen swallowed some. Xiao Xingchen only felt that the bitterness in his mouth could be felt in his heart. Remembering that this person is fond of sweets, he melted a bowl of sugar water to coax Xue Yang.

Who would have thought that Xue Yang would vomit after drinking half a bowl, Xiao Xingchen was vomited up half of his body, and asked Xue Yang to lie on the bedside and pat him on the back, and waited for the person to finish vomiting before pouring water for him to clean his mouth and wipe him again As soon as I turned around, I didn't care about tidying up my mess until I cleaned everything up.

Xue Yang probably vomited up the previous medicine, but Xiao Xingchen felt his forehead was still hot, so he re-boiled it and fed it to him.This time I didn't dare to let Xue Yang drink sugar water again, but I felt distressed when I heard him moaning bitterly, so I sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't do anything, lowered my head and lightly pecked Xue Yang's dry lips, trying to coax him to behave: "Don't be afraid of suffering." You'll get better soon, and you won't need to take medicine when you're done."

His voice was hoarse, and it sounded a bit sad, but Xue Yang couldn't hear anything, he could only call out Chang's name tremblingly, begging him softly in his dream not to leave.

After going through another day like this, Liu Shuangmu helped deliver two medicines and made bone soup during the day, Xiao Xingchen didn't even refuse to accept it.

After Liu Shuangmu delivered the things, he turned around again, and saw that the water tank in the yard was almost bottomed out, so he took the bucket to fetch water and came back to fill it up, Xiao Xingchen was very grateful.

"Don't be too polite, Daoist. You haven't woken up yet, and there is nothing wrong with you. I'll be on guard. You can rest for a while." Liu Shuangmu sat down guarding the medicine jar, seeing that Xiao Xingchen hadn't moved, and then Advise, "I've been tossing you all these days, there can't be another one in this room."

Xiao Xingchen was indeed extremely tired, so he said "I'm sorry", and took a nap beside the bed while holding Xue Yang's hand.

In less than an hour, Xiao Xingchen woke up, and Liu Shuangmu couldn't do without people at home, so he didn't stay any longer and got up to say goodbye.It's just that when he was leaving, he turned his head frequently, and when he came to the door, he still said: "Don't worry, the Taoist chief, the boy is hard-fought, and he will survive. But the Taoist priest pays attention to his body, he will not feel good when he wakes up and sees you haggard."

Xiao Xingchen nodded and thanked in a hoarse voice.

In the evening, Xiao Xingchen boiled water to wipe Xue Yang's body and change his wound medicine. He seemed to wake up for a moment, took Xiao Xingchen's hand and called out, and when he heard Xiao Xingchen's response, he tilted his head and fell asleep again.

Xiao Xingchen took care of Xue Yang for several days, almost without sleep. Now that Xue Yang's condition has improved, he is no longer as tense as he was in the past few days, and he feels tired. After nightfall, he hastily took a bath and changed his clothes. Dare to close clothes and lie down for a short rest.

But Xue Yang didn't give people a chance to be safe, and he started to have a fever again in the middle of the night, humming inexplicably.Xiao Xingchen woke up with a start, annoyed that he had taken his care lightly, fetched water to wipe his body to cool down, and was so busy.

Xue Yang was very weak during his illness, and even his babbling was weak.Xiao Xingchen scrubbed his neck, his Adam's apple was sliding up and down, he was humming in pain, he said he was sorry, he begged the Taoist priest not to leave him, and he said that he knew he was wrong... He repeated those few sentences over and over again. with.The one who yelled the most was Xiao Xingchen's name, with a nasal sound as if he was about to cry. Xiao Xingchen touched his eyes and realized that he was really crying.

Such a pitiful and humble person can't help but feel soft-hearted, Xiao Xingchen is even more heartbroken, but he can't make Xue Yang wake up, and he can't bear to cover Xue Yang's mouth, so he can only grit his teeth and endure while wiping Xue Yang. Yang's hot body let the sharp knife dipped in sugar come out of Xue Yang's mouth, and then sliced ​​through his heart, stirring up Xiao Xingchen's blood dripping down, and his chest was full of sweet blood.

After finally suffering until Xue Yang's body was no longer hot to the touch, Xiao Xingchen's legs became weak, and he held Xue Yang's fingers together, and sat crookedly on the low stool beside the bed.

Although the doctor said that Xue Yang had already endured the most difficult time when he came to the follow-up consultation, and he only waited for him to wake up, but the waiting time was too unbearable, and Xiao Xingchen made things worse when he couldn't see him. In just a few days, he felt that the sky was dark, and now When encountering Xue Yang, the situation is repeated, and I don't know when it will be a head.

Xue Yang suddenly gasped and shouted: "Taoist!"

"I'm here, I'm here." Xiao Xingchen grabbed the hand he was about to wave wildly, stood up and pressed his shoulder.

The heavy breathing gradually calmed down, Xue Yang's chest rose and fell, and he murmured, "Taoist..."

"En." Xiao Xingchen replied.

Xue Yang didn't make another sound.Xiao Xingchen sat back slumped, lowered his head, and pressed his cold face against the back of Xue Yang's slightly heated hands.After a long time, he let out a long breath, and let out a low, slightly choked voice, which was a suppressed and deep prayer: "Wake up quickly..."

The only answer to him was Xue Yang's restless breathing in his deep sleep.