The blood was obviously bright red and had nothing to do with poisoning, but he kept vomiting blood!
"How could this happen?" Fulong had never seen a person vomiting blood like this even if nothing serious happened.
"He doesn't want to live." Chu Qianli clasped the silver needle with her long finger, tore open Feng Dingchu's clothes, and immediately gave him the needle to protect his heart.
Fulong personally brought hot water and wiped away the vomited blood for Feng Dingchu.
But the clothes were still stained red.
"It's not safe here, Ah Li. You must leave quickly. Shadow Killer can easily find this place."
"I know." But she looked down at the man whose lips were still bleeding, and her eyebrows still furrowed tightly.
Don't do this! Don't give up on yourself!
No matter what you have encountered, there is hope only when you are alive.
At least, let yourself live.
"Ah Chu, I'll take you away. Don't vomit blood again, otherwise I won't be able to save you."
When a patient is seriously injured, moving at will is a second death challenge for the patient.
But now, they really have no choice.
"Achu, if you have anything to do, we can talk about it after we leave, okay?"
Feng Dingchu naturally had no reaction at all.
However, although the blood stains falling from the corners of his lips were not interrupted, at least he was not vomiting blood crazily.
Fulong did not dare to delay and immediately arranged a carriage to leave the palace.
Chu Qianli took Feng Dingchu with him, and the journey went smoothly, with no one blocking him.
When the Queen Mother passed away, the whole palace burst into mourning.
And Chu Qianli's carriage, carrying Feng Dingchu with it, also went farther and farther.
It was also very quiet in Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion.
Long Xinghe hid in her bedroom and continued to make the weapons Chu Qianli asked her to design. Jiang Tao stayed by her side.
Feng Wuya was in the palace, so Tie Xin naturally followed him.
Tonight, Grandma Ni is not here either.
Chu Qianli's carriage stopped in the yard where she had been staying for the past two days. Fu Ning hurried over and helped Feng Dingchu in with her.
"Your Majesty, he has been vomiting blood."
Although Fu Ning didn't know who he was, it was really heartbreaking for such a good-looking man to vomit blood.
"Go get two basins of hot water. Also, I have some personal matters here and I can't let them out."
"Okay." After helping Feng Dingchu lie down on the bed, Fu Ning immediately went to get hot water.
For the next whole night, Fu Ning stayed outside, not allowing anyone to approach.
As for Chu Qianli, he had always been by Feng Dingchu's side, and his frown had never relaxed.
There was blood dripping from the corners of his lips.
As he keeps vomiting blood, there are fewer toxins in his body. However, if he continues like this, he is committing suicide slowly and will die of excessive blood loss.
"How much do you hate yourself in your heart?"
Chu Qianli took a warm towel and gave it to him bit by bit, wiping the blood that fell from the corners of his lips.
"Ah Chu, when you are alive, you can't just see your own grievances. You can also look at the vast world outside."
She suddenly understood that he had grown a beard and long hair for more than ten years. She originally thought it was to hide him from others and prevent others from recognizing him.
Thinking about it again at this time, maybe he was just letting it go.
Let anything go, let anything go, let anyone go.
He even let himself go.
So Yu Linglong not only stole his medical books, but also stabbed him, but he was not angry, let alone resentful.
It's because he doesn't care about his own life.
This man is really... so sad.
"What have you experienced? If you want to say something, just say it and I will listen quietly, okay?" This chapter has been completed!
