Time passed little by little, but Zi Tong did not react at all.
"What's going on?!" Mr. Xue asked doubtfully.
Mr. Baicao came over and took Zi Tong's pulse, "It's wasting too much time... This girl... I'm afraid she may not be able to survive!"
A day has passed since the injury in the morning. It took a lot of time to get the medicine and refine the elixir. Although they have tried their best, time waits for no one. After all, they are also human beings. How can they beat time?
Sighing, Mr. Baicao turned to leave.
His wrist tightened, and it was Beichen who caught him.
"Is there no other way?!" Beichen asked in a deep voice.
"Like you, I don't want her to die." Mr. Baicao said.
Beichen took a deep breath and withdrew the fingers holding him one by one with great difficulty.
Mr. Baicao withdrew, Lao Songtou also withdrew, Aunt Hua withdrew, and Mr. Xue "looked" in the direction of Zi Tong for a while, and then also withdrew.
Weiyang looked at Beichen, who was standing beside Zi Tong, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"sorry."
If he hadn't taken Zi Tong to see those bone dragons, maybe these things wouldn't have happened.
At this time, Weiyang could not help but blame herself.
Beichen only replied with eight words, "If she dies, you will die too!"
Not only him, but also Yan Hui, everyone related to this matter must die, all must die!
Weiyang opened her mouth, speechless, just turned around and exited the door.
No one noticed the blood stains on his sleeves, and no one saw that the deep knife wound on his wrist had not healed yet. The dragon blood he took was actually his blood.
In the room, only Beichen and Zitong were left.
On the table, the candlelight danced silently.
His frowning brows were tinged with a shimmer, and his pair of dark eyes became even more gloomy.
Outside the house, two old men sat dejectedly on the wooden pier in the yard. Mr. Xue clasped his hands behind his back and stared at the night. Weiyang sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with a grass stem emerging from between the stone slabs.
Only A Niu was still there, holding an ax and chopping wood one ax at a time.
One ax after another seemed to hit everyone's hearts, as if they were going to chop every heart into pieces.
"Stop cutting!" Aunt Hua finally couldn't control herself and got mad, "It's so late at night, are you going to let people sleep?!"
A Niu put away the axe, Aunt Hua stood up and walked into the bedroom diagonally opposite.
Looking at the crowd, A Niu walked up to Mr. Xue in confusion, imitating his look and looking at the night sky, "You have a cloth over your eyes, but you can still see?!"
Mr. Xue took a breath and said, "Can't see!"
"You can't see it yet?!" Aniu asked blankly.
"A long time ago, someone told me that if you look at the sky like this when you are sad, you will feel better." Mr. Xue replied.
"So are you in a better mood?" A Niu asked again.
"Thinking of her, I feel better."
"who is she?"
"A woman!"
"Does it look good?"
"No one in the world is more beautiful than her."
Inside the house.
A crystal droplet of water flowed out from Beichen's eyes, slid down his cheeks, and landed squarely on the purple eyelashes.
Beichen raised his palms tremblingly, holding Zi Tong's little face, his fingers slid down her cheeks, and his big hands held her shoulders tightly.
"How long do you want to sleep until you wake up? Now, wake up right now, wake up!"