Chapter 370 Don’t be afraid, I will be very careful
"Brother..." Feng Weihuan was startled and almost dropped the medicine bowl in his hand.
The next moment, the medicine bowl was in Feng Danyuan's hand: "Everyone, get out."
Feng Weihuan was stunned on the spot until Feng Danyuan shouted sharply: "Get out!"
Su Nian quickly pulled Feng Weihuan out of the door.
Feng Danyuan half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his long arms to wrap around Wei Zi's neck, took a big sip of the medicine, kissed her lips directly, and slowly fed the medicine between her lips and teeth.
The medicine was extremely bitter, but Feng Danyuan seemed to be unaware of it and just fed it one mouthful after another. Although some leaked out, Wei Zi drank most of it.
Feng Danyuan looked at Wei Zi's red face and carefully wiped the concoction from the corner of her mouth with his sleeve. She frowned, her expression showing pain.
"If you can get through it, I'll stay with you..." Feng Danyuan pressed his forehead against hers and murmured, feeling flustered and confused.
After waiting for a while, the redness on her body quickly faded away, replaced by a pale face and a trembling cold expression.
Another round of alternation between hot and cold.
Medicinal baths and medicine did not suppress the toxicity in her body.
The worst outcome occurred.
Feng Danyuan felt as if the needles had become hammers, hitting him one after another, and he felt as sad as anything.
He gently kissed Wei Zi's forehead and said in a low voice: "I know you don't want to do this, but there's nothing you can do about it. Remember this debt. As long as you pass this hurdle, you can do whatever you want to ask me for repayment."
Whatever you ask for, I will give it to you."
A strong gust of wind swept past and the door bolt fell.
Outside the door, Doctor Moon, Su Nian and Feng Weihuan heard Feng Danyuan's gloomy voice: "No one is allowed in!"
Doctor Moon sighed and left.
Feng Weihuan was at a loss, but Su Nian understood and quickly pulled her away.
In the small courtyard of the hospital, there were suddenly only two people left in the room.
Feng Danyuan stood up, quickly took off all the clothes on his body, and went to the clean room to rinse his body with cold water.
Wei Zi loves to be clean, and even in such an unbearable situation, he strives to do everything she likes.
Then, naked, he reached out from the tub and carefully took Wei Zi out.
Feeling the heat, Wei Zi, who was in the severe cold, instinctively shrank into Feng Danyuan's arms.
The cold skin pressed against the already heated body, and she couldn't help but moan softly, and pressed her face against Feng Danyuan's chest.
A wry smile appeared on Feng Danyuan's handsome face. With this look, he still had no resistance to her.
Afraid that she would catch cold, he pulled a clean cloth and wiped the medicine off her body.
The nose is filled with the fragrance of herbs, and there is also a body odor that cannot even be concealed by the scent of medicine.
The fire in Feng Danyuan's black eyes started to burn, and his breathing became much heavier. He said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will be very careful."
Placing Wei Zi on the bed, he avoided the injury on her thigh and gently covered her.
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Wei Zi felt like she was in a world of ice and snow, and her whole body was frozen stiff.
Suddenly, basins of ice water were poured down on him, and when the cold wind blew, his whole body turned into an ice cube.
Her flesh, flesh, muscles and bones were all lumps of ice, and she should be unconscious, but she could clearly feel the pain of the ice lumps breaking apart bit by bit - it was so painful that she couldn't even scream because it was freezing her to pieces.
Unexpectedly, the pain hadn't stopped yet, and she felt as if she had entered a mountain of fire. The air was all thick and sticky. She opened her nose and mouth and breathed with all her strength, but she couldn't take in much air. She just felt like she was being strangled by the neck.
of suffocation.
Not only that, but there was also the blazing hot fire. She could even smell the smell of her hair being burnt. The blood, flesh, muscles and bones that had just been frozen into icy lumps were roasting on the fire, not sparing every inch.
Wei Zi no longer knew whether this was pain.
Compared to the physical pain, the constant alternation of hot and cold, like Prometheus carrying a stone, and the lack of hope were what made her most desperate.
