Hearing Beichen's roar in the room, Weiyang was the first to rush back into the room.
Looking at Beichen who was shaking his purple eyes vigorously, he rushed over and took his arm, "Are you crazy?!"
"Go away!" Beichen threw him away, "She is my Beichen's woman. If I don't let her die, she can't die. Zitong, wake up... I want you to wake up now!"
Wei Yang rushed forward and held down his shoulder with one arm.
He turned around and saw Mr. Xue standing behind him at some point, shaking his head gently at him.
Zitong's body was shaken by Beichen, and the tear on her eyelashes slipped down, slid over her skin, slid down her face, passed over her cheeks, and stopped at her lips.
"Purple Eyes!" Beichen suddenly lifted her body up and held her tightly in his arms, "Purple Eyes——"
The young man who had always been calm and domineering had a voice so dry and hoarse that it seemed as if his throat had been torn to pieces.
Listening to his voice, everyone was silent.
Zi Tong, who was held in his arms, had been sleeping and unresponsive... Suddenly he let out a very light cough.
The sound was almost negligible, but Beichen still heard it.
"Purple Eyes?!" Beichen lowered his face and looked at the little man in his arms. His voice suddenly became extremely gentle, "Purple Eyes? Did you hear that? Purple Eyes?!"
Over and over again, he called her name.
cough!
Zi Tong coughed again.
This time, it was much more obvious than the one just now.
Then, she coughed violently, and as she coughed, large mouthfuls of black blood spilled out of her mouth.
"Purple pupils?!" Beichen frantically wiped the blood stains for her and yelled, "Mr. Baicao..."
Mr. Baicao rushed over and took Zi Tong's wrist, and everyone gathered around worriedly.
After a long while, he removed his finger and said, "Don't worry, she is expelling the congestion from the body."
Zi Tong coughed for a while before stopping.
Beichen took the cotton handkerchief Wei Yang sent over and carefully wiped the blood on her face. The purple pupil that had been sleeping finally slowly woke up.
Seeing Beichen in front of her clearly, she was startled, and then uttered one word.
"roll!"
"Purple eyes?!"
Beichen was startled.
"Go away!"
Zi Tong roared angrily, and because she exerted too much force, she coughed violently again.
Knowing that she was angry with him, Beichen hurriedly said, "Zi Tong, please listen to my explanation, Yan Hui her..."
"You won't get out? I'll get out!"
Zi Tong coughed and pushed herself up, wanting to leave. She turned over and fell towards the bed.
Beichen was busy hugging her. Although she was weak, she still pushed his arm hard.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"
She screamed, her throat hurt, and her voice was extremely hoarse. God knows how she could still have such violent strength in her weak body at the moment.
But Beichen just wouldn't let go. No matter how hard she struggled and let her kick and hit him, he just held her tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Beichen!" Mr. Xue came over, "Please let her be quiet for a while."
"No!" Beichen hugged Zi Tong hard into his arms, "I must explain it clearly to her!"
Wei Yang also became angry, "Beichen, let her go!"
Beichen didn't say anything, just turned around, held Zi Tong in his arms and walked slowly to the door.
Wei Yang took a step forward and was about to rush over, but Mr. Xue grabbed his arm again, "Let them resolve their matters themselves!"