Shu Zhihan leaned on the bedside tiredly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.
Just when she was about to immerse herself in the embrace of dreamland, a green figure slowly walked towards her bed.
Lu He held a bowl in his hand, and the bowl was surrounded by a faint medicinal fragrance.
She carefully held the bowl and sat on the edge of the bed, "Zhihan, drink this."
Shu Zhihan nodded slightly and leaned weakly on the pillow.
She struggled to sit up and took the medicine bowl handed over by Lu He. The medicine soup was dark brown in color and had a fragrant aroma. People couldn't help but look forward to its curative effect.
Shu Zhihan slowly drank the bowl of medicinal soup, feeling it slide down her throat, bringing a touch of warmth. This warmth spread throughout her body, and her tired heart began to slowly rejuvenate. .
After drinking the medicinal soup, Shu Zhihan felt that her body began to slowly relax and her fatigue gradually subsided.
She smiled slightly, looked at Lu He gratefully, and then slowly closed her eyes.
Shu Zhihan thought it was just a bowl of medicine, but little did she know that it was mixed with the blood of Lu He.
Just because she was afraid that she would smell the blood, she used medicinal scent to cover it up.
After Shu Zhihan drank the medicine, her originally heavy limbs now seemed much lighter, making her feel very comfortable.
Her body gradually relaxed, a warm sleepiness came over her, and her eyelids began to fight, as if her body was urging her to rest early. She lay on the bed obediently, with soft pillows and sheets wrapping her around her, making her feel at ease. and comfortable.
When Shu Zhihan was about to fall asleep, her thoughts began to become blurry and chaotic.
She tried to distinguish each thought, but found that they were like sheep, jumping one after another. Gradually, her consciousness began to fall into haze, and finally she was completely immersed in the warm darkness.
Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Lu He felt relieved and said with a smile: "Mi Yue, she is asleep now. You watch her here and tell me if there is anything. I will go back first."
"Okay, thank you, Miss Luhe. Only you can make the lady feel more comfortable."
"What a silly girl. She is my biological sister. There is no need to tell me this."
Mi Yue smiled and nodded. She understood what Shu Zhihan had just drank, but she chose not to reveal it.
Although there will be millions of unbearable feelings in her heart, as long as she can save her own young lady, she will do anything.
Even if she was asked to change Shu Zhihan's life, she would be willing.
After Lu He left, Shu Zhihan fell asleep quickly.
Miyue sat at the oak table and watched Shu Zhihan lying quietly on the bed. The room was silent.
The wind outside the window blew gently, carrying the whisper of the leaves.
She looked at the sleeping Shu Zhihan. At that moment, a strong sense of sleepiness came over her. Her eyelids closed heavily, taking away her consciousness.
The window acts like an opening, allowing a subtle breeze to sneak in. This wind, like a fickle storyteller, slips into the room and awakens everything with its subtle touch.
The moment Mi Yue was touched by the sudden breeze, her face twitched slightly, like ripples on the lake, and she began to wake up under the gentle caress of the wind.
Her eyes, which looked like a pair of stars in the night sky, were still immersed in dreams. However, the kiss of the breeze was enough to wake her up.
Her body trembled slightly, as if in protest at this sudden interruption.
However, the wind did not intend to give up, it continued to blow on her face, her eyelids began to fight, and then gradually, her eyes began to open, and those star-like eyes shone with doubt and surprise in the darkness.
She sat up, her sleepiness not completely dissipated, but she could no longer resist the call of the breeze.
Miyue's hair was fluttering in the wind. She looked towards the window, which was the direction of the wind and the source of her awakening.
She regained consciousness a little and turned to look at Shu Zhihan on the bed, only to find that she was sitting on the bed
He was squirming and his face was wrinkled, as if he was in pain.
Mi Yue was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously approaching the bed.
Her hands trembled and stretched out slightly, as if touching an unreachable dream. When her fingers gently touched Shu Zhihan's face, the cold feeling was like a biting cold wind, instantly penetrating her soul. .
It was a kind of edge between life and death, a kind of silent coldness, a kind of desperate silence.
Shu Zhihan's face was once as warm as spring water and as rosy as peach blossoms, but now it seems to be covered with ice and snow, so cold that it makes people palpitate. Every time she touches it, it is like touching a broken dream, and the coldness is like that in winter. Falling snow, biting and cold.
Miyue's eyes were moist, and her heart felt like it was pierced by a cold sword. The pain made her almost unable to breathe.
She held Shu Zhihan's hand tightly, hoping to pass on the warmth of her life to her, and shouted loudly: "Miss, Miss, how are you?"
However, Shu Zhihan did not answer her, her face looked very pale, and her eyes did not open.
Miyue's face turned pale, her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave, and there was a dead silence.
On the bed, the originally plain bedding was now like a blooming flower. The pink and purple colors were so dazzling that people dared not look directly at them. The frightening color was like a sharp sword, piercing directly into Miyue's heart, making her lose her mind. All the courage and strength.
Her body began to tremble, and every inch of her skin felt like it had been cut by a cold blade, and the chill penetrated deep into her bones.
Her eyes stared blankly at the pink and purple, and the fear in her heart was like a scourge, unstoppable.
That horrific scene made her lose all reason in an instant. Her mind went blank and she just stared at that place blankly.
Mi Yue hesitantly stretched out her hand to open the quilt and saw Shu Zhihan lying in the pink and purple.
She was so frightened that she fell to the ground, then hurriedly knelt on the ground, grabbed Shu Zhihan's hand, shook it and shouted: "Miss, miss, wake up, how are you?"
Mi Yue's voice echoed in the silent room, but Shu Zhihan still didn't open her eyes.
No matter how Mi Yue called or shouted, Shu Zhihan was like a person frozen by the ice, unable to wake up.
Tears fell from the corners of Mi Yue's eyes. She looked at Shu Zhihan helplessly, her heart filled with fear and uneasiness.
The helplessness and helplessness made Miyue's heart feel like it was being pressed by a boulder, making her unable to breathe.
Looking at Shu Zhihan's appearance, Mi Yue felt a pain in her heart. She struggled to get up from the ground. The name Luo Jinyu echoed in her mind. She had to find him immediately.
Her heart was beating rapidly, as if she were walking alone in an empty desert. Her eyes were searching anxiously among the crowd, showing an inexplicable desire and expectation.
Her steps were hurried and messy, her long hair was fluttering in the wind, and her eyes were full of determination and determination.
She ran around the general's mansion, her eyes searching every corner.
Miyue hurriedly ran to the study, her steps without any hesitation, just like her heart, full of eagerness. She came to the study door and pushed the door open with slightly sweaty hands.
The door panel swayed gently in the breeze, making a crisp sound that echoed in the quiet study.
She immediately saw Luo Jinyu and Meng Haowen sitting at the desk.
Their expressions were serious and they were discussing something in low voices.
Miyue's appearance interrupted their conversation, and both of them looked at her, a trace of surprise flashing across their faces.
Meng Haowen looked at her with a frown on his face, "Mi Yue, what are you doing? Do you have any etiquette?"
"General, no good, something happened."
Hearing this, Meng Haowen looked at Luo Jinyu, then hurriedly looked at Mi Yue and asked, "What exactly happened? Please tell me in detail."
Miyue's voice was trembling and low, "Miss, my whole body is cold now. I can't wake up no matter how I scream. She looks very bad, and the bed is covered with blood."
Luo Jin
Yu and others were shocked when they heard the expression behind them. Meng Haowen exclaimed, "How could this happen? What happened?"
Mi Yue shook her head in pain, "I don't know, I can't find the reason."
When Luo Jinyu heard that Shu Zhihan's current condition was very bad, his heart was instantly shrouded in great worry and tension.
Without even a trace of hesitation, he immediately stood up and galloped outside like a cheetah.
His heartbeat was like a beating drum, constantly reminding him that time was passing quickly and he had to see Shu Zhihan as soon as possible.
His figure was extremely firm, his steps were fast and powerful, and his eyes were full of determination and determination, as if no difficulty could stop him from moving forward. He galloped through the corridor, and every step seemed to be overcoming obstacles, like It was telling his anxiety and worry.
When he rushed out of the room, the cold wind roared towards him, and he felt the stinging and coldness on his skin, but none of this could stop his determination to move forward. His heartbeat was like surging waves, constantly pushing him forward. He clenched his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the exertion.
His heart was filled with worry and tension.
Luo Jinyu hurried into the room and was instantly shocked by the sight in front of him.
The eye-catching purple on the bed sheet is like a heavy whip mark, dazzling and painful. It reveals some irreversible fact in an indescribable way.
At that moment, his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and a deep pain penetrated his soul.
He stood there blankly, looking at the eye-catching purple color. The shock and fear in his heart surged like waves. It was a visual impact and an emotional shock.
He couldn't believe what he saw. The eye-catching purple color was like a cruel joke, revealing the cruelty of reality in an extremely vivid way.
Luo Jinyu felt his heart throbbing, and his eyes slid over the eye-catching purple, which was a feeling of deep pain and helplessness.
