deadly mantra

Chapter 125 The dangerous edge under temptation
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Ji Qianying knelt down beside the bed, holding Bao Simu's already cold hand with one hand, and covering her eyes with the other. Her shoulders were shaking, and she let out a suppressed cry like a whine.

Bao Yide sat on a stool nearby, his eyes opened so wide that they turned scarlet.

He didn't cry, but tried his best to swallow back the tears that were welling up in his eyes, making it even more heart-wrenching to watch.

Mrs. Ji's face was ashen, but her eyes were still kind.

However, at this moment, the love in her eyes revealed great sadness.

Two lines of tears flowed silently down her red eyes.

At her age, her white hair and black hair feel like a heart-wrenching pain, and life would be worse than death.

Ji Fanyin watched quietly, and after looking around, he saw Ji Wenli.

He stood farthest away from Baozi's bed, with his back to everyone and his face to the bookcase.

Hanging on the cabinet is a picture of Bao Simu riding a horse in the sunset.

The corners of Ji Fanyin's lips slowly moved, revealing a hint of indifferent sarcasm.

Bao Simu in the painting is so full of vitality, and looking at Ji Wenli now, I'm afraid it's even more painful.

In the room, only sobs could be heard. The attic, which used to be filled with laughter and laughter, had now become a graveyard of sadness and sadness.

Ji Fanyin stood quietly for a while.

No one noticed her presence.

Or, even if they noticed, no one would care whether she went or stayed.

At this time, cold wind with water vapor poured in from the window.

The blue and white gauze curtain floated gently, and a frightening chill spread out from the bed.

The next moment, Ji Fanyin saw Bao Simu's face.

Pale, ashen, like a dead person, lifeless.

She raised her feet and was about to walk over.

Concubine Luo Zi appeared from behind Ji Fanyin and grabbed Ji Fanyin's arm.

"Don't go there..." Concubine Luo turned away her eyes and lowered her head heavily, her face full of sadness, sadness and guilt: "I... couldn't save her, failed... failed."

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips, but still didn't speak. She only caressed Concubine Luo Zi's hand and slowly walked towards the bed step by step.

Nearby, the cold air coming from the bed was several times heavier.

Ji Fanyin silently looked at Bao Simu's face, which was as pale as paper. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and it was even so calm that it was scary.

Mrs. Ji was so shocked by the cold-blooded ruthlessness in her eyes that she forgot to shed tears for a moment, and asked in a heavy tone:

"Girl Ji, are you here?"

Ji Fanyin glanced sideways and looked at Mrs. Ji:
"I am coming."

Mrs. Ji's eyes were filled with tears and her vision was blurred. She turned the hand up and down several times, but she still couldn't understand what she saw with her own eyes. She asked sadly:
"Simu regarded you as a close friend. Now that she has passed away, don't you feel sad? You didn't even shed a few tears for her to see her off?"

Ji Fanyin was silent for a moment, then a faint smile suddenly appeared on her lips:
"My mother was forced to death, and no one shed a few tears to see her off. Mrs. Ji, there is no need to ask me for your kindness."

Mrs. Ji was stunned for a moment, unable to speak a word due to Ji Fanyin's words.

Ji Fanyin slowly moved his eyes away from Mrs. Ji's face and continued to look at Bao Simu.

Bao Simu seemed to be asleep. Not only was there no pain between his brows and eyes, but he was smiling, as if he had had a wonderful dream.

Ji Fanyin bent down and as soon as his fingertips touched Bao Simu's wrist, he felt a chill coming from him.

"Snapped--"

Ji Qianying slapped Ji Fanyin's hand away, crying and shouting:

"You are not allowed to touch my daughter!"

Ji Qianying's slap was caught off guard and hit the back of Ji Fanyin's hand hard.At this moment, Ji Fanyin felt a burning pain on the back of her hand, which turned red.

She slowly put her hands behind her back, stood up straight, and said with a gentle smile:
"If you really want her to die, I don't have to touch her."

Several people present were shocked at the same time, either in disbelief or with renewed hope, and all looked at Ji Fanyin.

"You...what do you mean by that?" Ji Qianying was afraid that her joy would be in vain again.

Ji Fanyin put away the smile on her face and said in a leisurely tone:

"Everyone here is a learned person, what? The literal meaning is difficult to understand?"

Bao Yide paused and stood up:

"Can you really save Simu?"

Ji Fanyin shook his head and deliberately whetted their appetite:

"Complete resuscitation is impossible."

The light in Ji Wenli's eyes dimmed instantly.

Ji Fanyin continued:
"However, I am confident that I can extend her life for another seven days. You still have at least seven days to find a capable doctor."

Ji Wenli took a few steps forward excitedly:
"real!?"

Mrs. Ji cried with joy and held Bao Simu's hand tightly with her old hands trembling.

Bao Yide urged happily:
"Then what are you waiting for?! Save her quickly!"

Ji Fanyin was silent for a moment and replied:
"However, if I save her, I will also suffer backlash. She will suffer six points, and I will bear four points."

Almost at the same moment, Ji Qianying shouted emotionally:

"Then my daughter, she has endured two points more pain than you!"

Ji Fanyin lowered her gaze, looked down at Ji Qianying who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a half-smile:

"Mrs. Bao, if you don't save her, I won't even have to bear the pain."

Ji Qianying said anxiously:

"As long as you save her, the Shandao Alliance and the Ji Mansion will definitely remember your kindness."

Ji Fanyin smiled and said nonchalantly:
"The kindness between the Shandao Alliance and the Ji Mansion sounds like it is bigger than the sky, but what should I do with something that cannot be seen or touched?"

Ji Qianying was furious, stood up with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said angrily:

"Ji Fanyin, don't forget where you stand! As long as I shout, the disciples outside will rush in at any time."

The lifeless atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Concubine Luo was stunned for a moment, her chest felt tight.

Ji Fanyin and Bao Simu have known each other for a few days. Seeing this affection, Ji Fanyin couldn't bear it and came to the rescue.That is Ji Fanyin's great benevolence and righteousness, and he is a kind man worthy of admiration.

But even if she didn't save him, she didn't violate any morality.

In terms of reason, whether to save someone or not depends on one's personal wishes, and it has nothing to do with reason at all.

However, Ji Qianying uttered threats, which made Luo Zifei's eyes tinge with displeasure, and she looked around warily.

Once someone rushed in, she would cover Ji Fanyin and leave first.

In a tense atmosphere.

Ji Fanyin's expression remained unchanged and she didn't take Ji Qianying's threat to heart at all.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Ji Wenli with a smile:
"I often hear people say that Mr. Ji from the Chixia Kingdom is upright and selfless, and can hold a bowl of water very evenly.

Mr. Ji from Chixia Country is upright and kind. He takes care of children from poor families as his own children and treats them equally.

I want to ask what Mr. Qingtian, who is praised by the people, would say. "

(End of this chapter)