"Eat it when you have to." Gu Fenglin smiled and drank up the thick black concoction.
Mu Yunhan quickly handed over the mouthwash and stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth. He did it in one go and was very familiar with it.
Gu Fenglin looked at her with a smile, as if there were countless thin and dense threads coming out of his eyes, wrapping her around them.
In front of so many people, Mu Yunhan felt his face burning, and he jumped up and said, "Then I'm leaving!"
Gu Fenglin smiled and nodded, then stood up to send them out.
Madam Mu Er quickly stopped him: "Have a rest, have a rest."
As soon as the courtyard door was closed, Gu Fenglin started coughing violently, making him feel nauseated. Shenpo Gu quickly put the spittoon in front of him and patted him on the back distressedly. Seeing that he was vomiting to the point of blackness, her eyes were full of tears.
Gu Fenglin vomited out the concoction and leaned weakly on the chair with his eyes closed.
Old Man Gu and Goddess Gu looked at each other, then carried the spittoon outside and looked at the light carefully. Both of them felt a chill in their hearts.
There was blood in the concoction, and Goddess Gu was confused: "What should I do?"
Old Man Gu looked gloomy: "Young Master is extremely stubborn and very strong-willed. He will not change his mind easily. You and I can only do our best to support him."
Goddess Gu was heartbroken. She clutched her collar tightly and cried softly: "If it's Madam..."
Old Man Gu interrupted her sharply: "Don't mention Madam again!"
Goddess Gu was horrified and gritted her teeth tightly.
"Grandma, bring me another bowl of medicine." Gu Fenglin said softly in the room: "Add some Ruyi tea into it, maybe it can relieve some pain."
"Okay, okay." Goddess Gu wiped away her tears and winked at Old Man Gu: "How about..."
Old Man Gu took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
At midnight, everything was silent, and a black shadow fell silently outside Mu Yunhan's window.
The new student suddenly stood up and realized he was an acquaintance, so he wagged his tail happily.
Old Man Gu patted its head and whispered: "Don't bark, I will leave soon."
As soon as he put his hand on the door, he heard a low growl from the new student. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. After all, he couldn't be more powerful than his own master. This dog usually looked docile and sensible, but at critical moments, he was very protective of his master.
He curled his hands into palms, knocked out the new student neatly, opened the door easily, and walked towards the bed while holding his breath.
By the light of fluorite, he saw Mu Yunhan's hand resting on the edge of the bed, his fingers stretching out unconsciously.
Old Man Gu secretly said sorry, grabbed Mu Yunhan's hand, took out a golden needle and pricked it hard.
The breeze blew by, and his arms were slightly numb, and he couldn't help but let go of his hands.
Before Mu Yunhan's hand and the golden needle fell to the ground, they were gently held by a pair of fair and slender hands.
Gu Fenglin's eyebrows were cold and stern: "Get out!"
Old Man Gu kowtowed in despair, silently exited, and closed the door.
Under the faint fluorescence, a little vermilion blood droplet on Mu Yunhan's slender fingertips gradually became fuller, like dewdrops in the morning, crystal clear and round.
The unusually sweet fragrance was like an invisible iron net, tightly covering Gu Fenglin.
His blood was boiling, and he took a big breath silently. He took off the fluorite and put it into a bag. His hands were shaking so much that he could not hold the gold needle steady.
"Damn it!" He cursed in pain, used all his strength to hide the golden needle, and weakly held Mu Yunhan's bleeding hand to prevent the blood from smearing on the bed.
Mu Yunhan turned over, and his soft fingertips traced his lips, blood beads smeared on his lips, and his soul trembled uncontrollably. (To be continued)