Chapter 857

With all the pains added together, no matter how well Bai Chuxiao can bear it, tonight will be very painful.

Ye Mu frowned even deeper.

What's the matter with this idiot, knowing that his right hand is injured, but still tossing around like this, is he dying?

After Shen Huan explained the matter, he was about to leave.

Mrs. Yan said that only one person is allowed to enter and leave Bai Chuxiao's room, and she also received a message from Mrs. Yan.

Before leaving, Shen Huan was worried about Bai Chuxiao, "Young master, if there is an emergency, remember to call us."

Ye Mu hummed in a low voice.

After that, Shen Huan left.

There are only two people left in the room.

Bai Chuxiao was on a drip, and the surrounding was very quiet, and she could hear her heavy breathing.

Ye Mu opened the chair and sat down.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the toxicity kicked in.

She had a high fever, but under the torment of toxicity and wound dehiscence, layers of fine sweat oozed from Bai Chuxiao's forehead.

Toxic onset, body temperature will drop.

Now that she has a high fever, it's like a double sky of ice and fire, fighting inside her body, fighting to the death, the winner must be won.

The girl's brows were tightly wrinkled, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Her hands started to twitch, trying to grab something for relief.

She has a needle in her left hand.

Ye Mu pressed her wrist to prevent the needle from returning blood, "Don't move."

The wrist was held down, Bai Chuxiao tried to struggle, but the man was stronger than her, so he had no choice but to give up.

Bai Chuxiao was in a daze, she had a nightmare.

Dreaming that she shot Qi Moye, her hands were covered in his blood...

She stood there alone, in the boundless darkness, without a ray of light, full of despair...

A tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell silently into the pillow.

Ye Mu saw it.

It could be felt that Bai Chuxiao was not only enduring all kinds of torture at the moment.

Ye Mu understood Bai Chuxiao.

Even when her life was dying, she never cried.

The last time she shed tears was because she felt sorry for her sister when she saw Bai Chuluo's delirious appearance.

Then this time...

What has she been through during this time?

Ye Mu took out a tissue and wiped the moisture from the corner of her right eye.

At this moment, Ye Mu felt something strange in his body.

I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the feeling became stronger and stronger later on.

He threw the paper towel that wiped his tears into the trash can, and there seemed to be dark waves in his eyes.

He let go of Bai Chuxiao.

The strength in the wrist was gone, and Bai Chuxiao's left hand regained its freedom and moved again.

The bone-biting feeling made her life worse than death.

Ye Mu already realized that something was wrong with him, he wanted to call Shen Huan over.

He got up and went to the door.

The smart lock Mrs. Yan installed can only be opened from the outside, and there are guards outside the door.

Ye Mu pressed the reminder button, his voice hoarse, "Open the door."

Press the reminder button, the screen outside will light up, and you can see the scene at the door inside.

As long as it is not Bai Chuxiao, the guards will open the door.

But at this moment, there was no one at the door.

Ye Mu took out his mobile phone and found that the signal was cut off.

He thought of the tea he drank at Mrs. Yan's.

There is something wrong with the tea.

The current situation is a combination of what Mrs. Yan said to him before.

Ye Mu understood Madam Yan's intentions.

The door couldn't be opened, so Ye Mu walked back.

He looked down at the person on the bed, the reason for the fever, the girl's cheeks were flushed, and the poisonous torture made her lips pale.

His hands were still fidgeting, grabbing the quilt vigorously, seeing signs of blood coming back from the needle.

Ye Mu sat down again and pulled her hand back. He put a towel on her wrist and held her down through the towel to avoid physical contact.

However, when the properties of the medicine come up, it is not possible to resist without contact.

There is still a big bottle of potion, Shen Huan told him that he must finish the potion.

Bai Chuxiao was in pain, and Ye Mu was not much better.

He looked away from her.

Gradually, the time for Bai Chuxiao's toxic attack passed, and the brows finally eased a little.

Bai Chuxiao got better, but Ye Mu got worse as time went by.

Forcibly suppressing it, sweat appeared on the man's forehead, his eyes became darker, and his sanity was also lost.

Through the towel, I couldn't help but increase the pressure on her wrist.

Seeing the needle in the girl's hand, his sanity came back a bit.

If this continues, Ye Mu will not be able to guarantee his actions.

With his right hand holding Bai Chuxiao through the towel, let her have a good infusion, and with his left hand he took out a dagger from his pocket.

The handle of the dagger is exquisite, and the blade is sharp. Under the illumination of the light, it emits a frightening light.

Holding a dagger, the man cut his left arm with a blank expression, and the blood spewed out in the shape of a line.

This kind of pain can keep Ye Mu awake.

After a while, he drew a second knife.

The blood on his left hand dripped onto the quilt and the floor.

Finally, he heard the unconscious girl calling a name.

Qi Moye.

Ye Mu is no stranger to this name.

The man who had met her in Yangcheng and asked Bai Chuxiao to cook for the first time lived next door to her.

Are they on this good terms?

Ye Mu's eyes darkened.

The night is long.

He doesn't remember how many cuts were made.

I don't even remember how many times she called Qi Moye...

...

next morning.

When Shen Huan came over, he saw the floor beside the bed was covered in blood, and the sheets were also stained.

Ye Mu sat on the sofa with a bad expression on his face.

Shen Huan's heart skipped a beat, what's going on? Whose blood is this?

Walking a little over, I smelled a bloody smell, and saw the scars on the man's arms. The blood had dried up, and the scratches were shocking.

Seeing Shen Huan coming, Ye Mu got up and walked outside.

"Young master, please deal with your hands." Shen Huan couldn't help but speak out.

"Let them deal with it, you stay." Ye Mu's voice was extremely hoarse.

After that, Ye Mu left.

Shen Huan looked at the blood over there, probably it was all from Ye Mu's hands.

No, why is he harming himself?

Shen Huan sent someone over to clean up the blood on the floor.

Shen Huan went over and took Bai Chuxiao's temperature, but it hadn't completely receded yet, and she was in a low-grade fever.

...

the other side.

Mrs. Yan made sure that Ye Mu didn't come out all night.

"Tian Xu."

"Yes." Tian Xu stepped forward.

Madam Yan asked unhurriedly, "Have you had any good days recently? You should get engaged."

Tian Xu flipped through the calendar and found the auspicious day according to Madam Yan's request, "Madam, the 12th."

July 12th, two days later.

"Okay, let people prepare and speed up." Mrs. Yan said.

Tian Xu: "Yes."

...

Yesterday passed through a dangerous period, but this time Qi Moye was injured too badly, so he didn't wake up quickly.

The doctor checked Qi Moye today, and his physical condition has stabilized, so he just needs to wait for him to wake up.

Jiang Xie leaned against the back of the chair, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the date.

July 10th.

He has been away from Yangcheng for almost a month.

Never thought of a person that way.

If it wasn't for Qi Moye not waking up, he would have gone back after the file incident.

If I remember correctly, two days later, July 12th is Qi Moye's birthday, his 23rd birthday.

Yi meets Feng Yu who came back from outside.

Feng Yu said, "It's over, I'll tell you about the changing weather."

Yi was eating a pack of small fish, "What the hell."

"I heard the news that the north is preparing for an engagement banquet."