extreme starvation

Chapter 108: Tears of Blood

Mo Qingyi resisted the pain and discomfort in his body and got up, and wiped the soothing ointment for him without fail. His body looked extraordinarily bulky, but at this moment, Mo Qingyi seemed a little lazy and charming. Passionate lust and love, and the provocative gestures unintentionally revealed are beyond what ordinary people can show.

With real caressing, charming and elegant, this is the current Mo Qingyi, a man who only shows his sexiness in front of Feng Bujing.

At this moment, Mo Qingyi was just looking at Feng Bujing so intently, standing by the bed, looking at the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed as if he was asleep, and looking at his lover, who he relied on all his life.

It's very fragrant without startling sleep, isn't it!Just like a child, just like being self-willed, it makes him feel cute and reliable.

Because this man always puts his wife first, and always regards him as so important, he doesn't allow himself to make any mistakes, even he can't bear to let himself witness something that is not bloody happening in front of him, but chooses to My acupoints are only to protect the purity and safety of my mind, so that I can lean so securely in his arms and wait for everything to subside.

This is his man's careful care and pampering for him, this is Bu Jing's crazy love and love for him, for such a man who loves him so deeply, Mo Qingyi feels that even if he asks himself to die for him right away, he will not No hesitation, willingly.

Ever since he knew that his own blood could do something for Bu Jing, Mo Qingyi had made up his mind that even if he made himself bleed profusely, he would make Bu Jing eat delicious food, just like that.

And when he learned from Uncle Qi and the cook that his blood had the power to save Bu Jing, and once and for all, and eradicate the root cause of Bu Jing's disease from now on, Mo Qingyi felt unprecedented ecstasy and peace of mind.

He was finally able to do some real things for Bu Jing. When they met, fell in love, fell in love with each other, and finally got married, it seemed that Bu Jing was paying for himself, worrying about his own joy, and worrying about his safety Guardian, now it's his turn to pay for not being surprised.

Even if this sacrifice is very likely to really kill him, he will not regret it, never regret it.

After Mo Qingyi saw that his man had indeed fallen into a deep sleep, he turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Feng Bujing in the room for the time being. He was going to find Uncle Qi and the others now. Mo Qingyi knew that this night was more than just him. No one fell asleep, and the supporters and his family members also did not fall asleep, but quietly waited for the good news he brought.

Mo Qingyi left the Medicine Pavilion, but because he was still feeling unwell, he could only walk slowly towards the kitchen.

But the urgency in his heart also urges him to walk faster and faster, almost running. Time is running out, no matter how uncomfortable his body is, he has to hurry up.

"Success." Soon, Mo Qingyi arrived at the kitchen. When he walked into the kitchen, everyone's eyes were a little excited. After hearing Mo Qingyi's joyful and eager announcement, everyone in the kitchen stood up. When I got up, I wanted to cheer loudly.

When Mo Qingyi returned to the medicine pavilion again, there were a few more people around him, Uncle Qi, the cook, Erya, Erniu, and Chi Lian, and finally there was a familiar face, the uncle sweeping the floor from Fenggu.

And this uncle sweeping the floor is the one who exchanged blood for Feng Bujing and Mo Qingyi today. Although he doesn't have Feng Bujing's medical skills against the sky, he was once a well-known medical saint in the world.

As for why he became a sweeping uncle in Fenggu, this is someone else's story, and now is not the time to study those.

"Ma'am, once you start, you can't stop. You... really think it over." The uncle sweeping the floor faced Mo Qingyi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at Feng Bujing's sleeping face, and felt that it was necessary for him to ask one more question. .

After all, it is a matter of life and death. If something goes wrong, no one can afford the consequences.

Especially this is related to the wife and the master, no matter which party has an accident, his old life is not enough to pay for it.

"Uncle, you just have to do it, I've already prepared it." Mo Qingyi returned a soft and gentle smile to the others in the room, and in that smile was unshakable firmness and determination.

"Well, the old man will try his best to protect your safety, ma'am, so when the blood exchange starts later, I hope you will do as I tell you, ma'am." The original intention of the sweeping uncle was to hug Mo Qingyi as hard as possible during the blood exchange His life, even if it is extended for a period of time, is better than sudden death on the spot. As long as the master wakes up and fully recovers, with the master's superb medical skills, he will definitely do everything possible to save his wife's life.

"Then please trouble uncle. Actually, I don't want to die. I don't want to be surprised, and I don't want to let you all. I like everything in Fenggu, so I want to live, please let me live." Very honest answer, but let the listener People have an urge to cry.

"This old man must do his best." The uncle sweeping the floor concealed the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and began to prepare tools for exchanging blood.

"Madam, please lie back on the bed." Uncle Sweeper said so.

When Mo Qingyi lay down on the bed again according to the uncle sweeping the floor, he lay side by side with Feng Bujing, and he could see the face of his man who was born out of dust and immortality with perfect jade.

His Bu Jing has always been so charming. From the first time he saw him, he knew clearly that Bu Jing is a fairy who rides the wind and returns home.But such a god-like man is his husband whom he loves deeply.

"Don't panic, you must get better." Mo Qingyi's right hand tightly held Feng Bujing's right hand.

"Ma'am, I'm starting." The uncle sweeping the floor held a sharp knife in his hand, and this was the knife he was going to bring to Mo Qingyi's wrists.

"Well... let's start! Don't hesitate, I will definitely live." In order not to be surprised, he must also live.

Mo Qingyi's brows were only slightly frowned, and the pain from his wrist was not very painful. It can be seen that the sweeping uncle's technique is very sophisticated and did not make him feel too uncomfortable.

When his wrist and Bu Jing's wrist were tightly attached together, Mo Qingyi's heart suddenly calmed down, and he half-lyed in his man's arms, feeling that he had really returned to normal, so warm and peaceful. safety.

There was also a slight tingling sensation when he pressed his other wrist, Mo Qingyi could subtly feel a hot current rushing towards him, did it belong to the blood of not being startled?

Are they really two in one? You have me in you, and you in me, and the blood is fused.

"Ma'am, please suck it up." Uncle sweeping the floor took a piece of ginseng slice and handed it to Mo Qingyi's mouth, who was now handicapped, and asked Mo Qingyi to suck it up.

"Madam, if you feel that the ginseng slices in your mouth have no taste, just take a look at the old man, and the old man will replace you with new ginseng slices." The sweeping uncle gave Mo Qing not ordinary ginseng, but a thousand-year-old ginseng. It is most effective when used.It can help Mo Qingyi hold his heart.

Hearing Uncle Sweeper's careful explanation, Mo Qingyi nodded in understanding.

Time passed slowly, and when Mo Qingyi replaced the fifth ginseng piece, his complexion had become ugly, and there was a tinge of blue, which was a sign of the toxicity of the elixir remaining in Feng Bujing's blood.

Feng Bujing usually uses internal force to suppress it, but Mo Qingyi is just an ordinary person, how could he suppress that domineering toxicity.

Looking at Mo Qingyi whose mouth was already bleeding black blood, the others in the room were almost dying of anxiety.

"Sweeping the floor, you just watch, find a way!" Erya and Erniu are the hottest people in Fenggu, watching Mo Qingyi become weaker and weaker, and their master's face is getting more and more rosy, and his complexion is extremely Jia, I was both happy and uneasy in my heart.

I am happy that Madam's blood is really effective, but what is disturbing is that if this master wakes up and sees such a scene, what will happen to him?

oh my god!

How on earth do you want to test our master.

The sky outside the window had gradually brightened, but Mo Qingyi's expression became weaker and weaker.

"I'm also anxious, but...but there's nothing I can do. The medicinal properties of the elixir are too overbearing. With my medical skills, I can't suppress its restlessness in Madam's body. Everything depends on Madam's own willpower." Uncle sweeping the floor is also anxious I'm scratching my hair.

"Don't worry, I won't die. In order not to be shocked, I will live." Mo Qingyi, who was already deficient, still endured the pain and suffering of his body, the torment of tearing apart the fire, and reluctantly said such a sentence to reassure everyone.

"Ma'am, stop talking. Just hold on a little longer, and you'll be fine in a while." Hearing Mo Qingyi's almost inaudible voice, Uncle Qi and the cook both stood quietly by the side, seemingly calm, but Only they themselves know that their hearts are suffering in the same way.

They have become numb to whether they are wrong or right in doing this. They really have to sacrifice their wife for the sake of their master. Are they really right in doing this!

Especially looking at their wife who was still comforting them at this point, both Uncle Qi and the cook had the urge to kill themselves.

Master, they are sorry not only for the wife, but also for the master.

"Uncle, give me a few more slices, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on... I want to take a few more." Mo Qingyi pulled out a difficult smile and asked Uncle Sweeper to give him a few more slices. It's really getting to the limit.

But he couldn't give up, for Bu Jing, he really couldn't give up, he couldn't bear to leave Bu Jing alone.

"Okay, ma'am, there are still a lot of ginseng slices, you can take as many as you want." The most indispensable thing in this Fenggu is the best medicinal materials.

The uncle sweeping the floor rudely wiped away the tears he couldn't help shedding with his hands, while carefully feeding Mo Qingyi ginseng slices.

Seeing the current Mo Qingyi who struggled so much to open his mouth, Er Ya buried her face in Chi Lian's arms, her arms trembling slightly.As for Er Niu, she clenched her fists tightly and her eyes were red.

She could see how strong the madam was, how strong and patient she was, but the trembling of the madam's body was silently telling them how terrible the pain he was suffering right now.

Even the master can't eradicate the devastating root cause of the elixir of life, let alone their simple and ordinary wife.

Ma'am, you must persevere!

More and more blood spilled from the corner of Mo Qingyi's mouth, so much that the uncle sweeping the floor couldn't wipe it off.

"I won't die, I won't die, I won't die..." As if cheering himself up, Mo Qingyi lay in Feng Bujing's arms, his mouth wriggling, talking non-stop .

But why is my eyes becoming more and more blurry...

don't be surprised...

Why did I look down and not surprised, don't sleep, can't sleep, Mo Qingyi wakes up, you admit defeat when you sleep, you lose to God, you can't even die in an air crash, how come you died because of the blood exchange.

Mo Qingyi bit her lips tightly until the bleeding, only to gain a moment of clarity.

"Don't be surprised, I will stick to it, for you..." Mo Qingyi could no longer feel the sensation of his two wrists, so he just lay in Feng Bujing's arms, listening to the strong heartbeat of his man, It's just his only current support, the only support point.

His body became very cold, but as long as he was in Bu Jing's arms, he would not be cold.

"Sweeping the floor, how long will it take..." This was an incomparably torturous process. Of course Er Niu saw Mo Qingyi's bloody lips, but she was powerless. Go to sleep, don't fall into a coma.

"Hurry up, hurry up... Ma'am, are you okay!" The uncle sweeping the floor felt as if his heart had fallen in mid-air.

"Uncle, is there any way to keep me awake, I can't hold on anymore." Mo Qingyi really said that when he had reached his limit, and he just said that he couldn't hold on anymore.

In fact, everyone present understood that the pain Mo Qingyi was suffering at this time was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Yes, it's pain, ma'am, you..." Pain is the most direct, most effective, least harmful method, and also the cruelest method.

It is correct that Madam asked to stay awake, because once Madam passed out during the blood exchange, the situation would be very bad, and there was really no way to recover.

"I'm not afraid, uncle, help me... I really... really can't hold on anymore." His lips also became numb, and he couldn't feel the pain. He was afraid that if this went on, he wouldn't be able to hold on to the end.

"Sweeper, what are you waiting for?" Er Niu pushed the uncle sweeping, and then turned around, unable to see it anymore.

She couldn't stand Madam's continued suffering, but she couldn't stop it, so she had no choice but to stop watching it.

"Ma'am, if you hold on for another quarter of an hour, there will only be a quarter of an hour. It will be over." The uncle sweeping the floor felt that his hand that picked up the silver needle was trembling. He couldn't get it down, really couldn't.

"Uncle, please." At this moment, Mo Qingyi really had difficulty opening his mouth.After saying this, he lay motionless in Feng Bujing's arms. If his eyes hadn't been opened persistently, he would really have thought that Mo Qingyi was already a cold corpse, so weak.

It really hurts, it hurts...

But he didn't feel the pain...

When the uncle sweeping the floor inserted the silver needle into the biggest painful point of Mo Qingyi's body, his whole body became so weak that he sat slumped on the ground.

This is definitely the most difficult and unbearable time to do it since he practiced medicine.

The severe pain in the whole body, the tearing and burning in the body, no one knows what Mo Qingyi endured, but they can feel it. It is a horrible experience that even the dead will not be tortured by this kind of suffering, come back to life, die again, die and come back to life again. .

Life and death, life and death, life and death, constantly wandering in hell and purgatory.

"Don't be scared, I won't die, right? We still have to grow old together and spend our lives together. It's really painful not to be scared, but I'm not afraid. Don't be scared, you have to support me, you must, I will still Waiting for you to continue to spoil me and love me, we still have a lot of time, don't be scared, what to do, it doesn't hurt...I...don't be scared...I won't die, I won't..." Said As he said that, just as Mo Qingyi's eyes were about to close, a red teardrop slipped from the corner of Mo Qingyi's eye.

Mo Qingyi seemed to be fast...