Chapter 342 Heartbroken

Han Fei had a dream.

The scene where she pushed Qin Che into the cliff was repeated over and over again in her dream.

Over and over again.

Repeat over and over again.

Every time, she felt like her heart had died.

In the dream, she kept trying to stop her abnormal self, but she couldn't move. She was like a spectator, and could only watch.

Then the scene changed, and she came to the world of ice and snow again. The world she had not been to for a long time was Qin Che's inner world.

She stood in the snow, feeling the cold temperature, and then slowly came to her senses.

right! This is Qin Che's inner world! Does the fact that she can still come here mean that Qin Che is not dead?

With this thought, Han Fei started running regardless. She ran too fast and fell down. She got up and continued. Her eyes were terrifyingly stubborn.

find him! She wants to find him!

Han Fei also wanted to tell him that she didn't mean it, she didn't want him to die!

She ran in a hurry, and what came into view was the small wooden house. Han Fei's face lit up, and she rushed over, shouting: "Qin Che! Qin Che!"

She ran into the wooden house desperately and opened the door suddenly, but the familiar figure did not appear.

Han Fei was extremely disappointed.

I almost cried.

She tried hard to control her emotions, glanced around, made sure there was no one in the room, and then went out.

She wants to find lakes, lakes...

But when she ran to the lake, she could only see the ice surface, which was terrifyingly empty.

There seemed to be a vague figure standing at the end of the lake.

Han Fei's face lit up and she was about to run over, but when she ran over there, the figure disappeared.

It's all just illusion.

Fake.

Han Fei couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground, crying like a collapsed man.

In her sleep, her tears continued to flow, soaking the pillow.

Baili Minxiu and He Lao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the haggard and pale Han Fei lying on the bed, both of them felt uncomfortable.

Ten days have passed.

Since that battle, a full ten days have passed, and Han Fei has been in a coma. If it weren't for He Lao's decoction, Han Fei would have died long ago.

But continuing like this is not an option at all. Now Han Fei has become so thin that her internal organs are failing. Until now, she can't even swallow. He Lao's decoction is useless. If Han Fei If you don't wake up...

Neither of them dared to think about this possibility.

Baili Minxiu looked up at Mr. He and said, "When will Han Fei wake up?"

Mr. He shook his head and said: "It depends on her will, but now... Han Fei doesn't want to wake up, and there is nothing we can do."

Baili Minxiu lowered his head and saw that Han Fei's face was no longer radiant. His heart ached so much that he couldn't help but clenched his lowered hands tightly.

He Lao glanced at him, sighed, and said: "Your Highness, you should take a rest first. You have been guarding for many days, and you fell down before my disciple woke up."

Baili Minxiu nodded and said, "I'll stay here for a while."

Seeing that he was very persistent, He Lao swallowed all the words of dissuasion that came to his lips. This was another pair of resentful couples. The most difficult word in the world is love.

Mr. He left the room after leaving the medicinal ingredients, leaving Baili Minxiu and Han Fei behind. He had more important things to do. Qi Wukong and others who were dragged back from the forest that day were still breathing, but they were forced by He The old man was snatched back from the Lord of Hell, but his injuries were serious. He is still being nursed and cannot do without his treatment.

Fortunately, Han Fei still had feelings left in her body that day and did not seriously kill the opponent after his defeat. Otherwise, even the miracle doctor He Lao would have been unable to do anything.

What makes Old He even more troubled is that those five people are easy to save. They are still human beings after all, and he can still find a way.

As for the other pair of bone state stuff...

Mr. He expressed his sadness.

He looked through all the medical books but couldn't find how to save a skeleton.

But Boss He felt that the skull would not die like that, so he picked up all the bones one by one and piled them into his prescription, but he had no idea.

Baili Minxiu sat beside the bed and looked at Han Fei quietly, the lingering tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.

Baili Minxiu couldn't help but stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Han Fei's cheek, but when he was about to touch it, he paused. He slowly retracted his hand, as if he was cowardly.

"Han Fei, what should I do with you..."

This sentence was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Baili Minxiu has never been so depressed.

He waited day by day, became more panicked and looked forward to it day by day.

Expectation and worry.

Looking forward to her waking up.

And he was afraid that she would wake up.

When she wakes up, will she chase after King Qin?

Just like that time, she was ready to jump off the cliff and follow King Qin.

At that moment, Baili Minxiu really thought that he was about to lose her, and even his breathing was about to stop.

Baili Minxiu hated himself and his powerlessness, but there was nothing he could do.

He sat in his chair as if deep in thought.

Han Fei sat on the snow. The cold temperature made her tremble all over, but her expression was so numb that she didn't care at all even if she turned purple from the cold.

"Host."

Taobao's voice suddenly interrupted.

Han Fei raised her head numbly, looking at the child floating in the air, and suddenly felt a surge of anger.

She stood up quickly and said with a ferocious expression: "Taobao. Why are you here?!"

The child's immature face showed a hint of hesitation and said: "Host..."

Han Fei bit her lower lip tightly until it bled, and her eyes were full of resentment and sadness.

"Why betray me?!"

Taobao floated closer and said: "Host..."

"Get out! Get out!"

Taobao's little face was about to burst into tears.

Han Fei grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it at Taobao with all her strength, but the snow penetrated its body and nothing was thrown.

Taobao is just a projection here.

But Han Fei still didn't stop. As if venting her anger, she desperately grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it over.

Once upon a time.

Taobao didn't hide away, just looked at Han Fei.

Finally, Han Fei was tired of throwing, and sat frozen on the blood, tears falling one by one, and then covered her face with her hands, as if she wanted to stop her tears from falling cowardly.

"Host……"

"Get out! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

"Host, calm down!"

"Qin Che is dead! He is dead! I killed him! I put the dagger into his chest with my own hands! I also pushed him off the cliff! It's all my fault! I am the mastermind, but You are an accomplice!”

A trace of sadness flashed across Taobao's face, and he said in a cowardly voice: "Host...the male god is not dead..."

Han Fei, who was in a state of collapse, was stunned when she heard these words. She stood up suddenly and said, "What did you say?! Say it again!"

"The male god is not dead, he just went to where he should go."

Han Fei was startled, her voice seemed to be hoarse, and she said slowly: "What are you talking about? Qin Che is not dead? Is it true? Is there any other place that I should go to? Tell me!"

"Host, can you calm down and listen to me now?"

Han Fei nodded desperately.