ninth junior sister

Chapter 273

I don't know how long I drank it, but suddenly, the wine glass in my hand fell down, and after rolling a few times, it finally couldn't resist the gravity and fell to the ground, and the white porcelain wine cup shattered into pieces in an instant.

Yin Zhiyuan's handsome brows furrowed deeply, and he felt an urgent pain in his abdomen, the pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and gradually submerged from the abdomen into the meridians of his whole body, making him miserable.

"what--"

Due to the pain, his body convulsed, and he slipped and fell to the ground, tearing off the tablecloth, and the wine jug on the table fell down, splashing wine stains all over the floor, and the aroma of wine overflowed instantly in the room .

He curled up in pain, only to feel that thousands of poisonous insects were gnawing at his blood, which made him extremely uncomfortable, he was only twelve today, why did the blood gu attack occur?He didn't have the pain pills on him, what should he do?Will he die of pain?
Ling Xiaoruo on the stage played the piano by herself, added another song at the end of one piece, and left through the back door after getting the money.

Walking out of Flower Street, just when she was about to turn into another street, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside her. Alcoholic.

"What's wrong with you, don't you have eyes when you walk?" Seeing that the man was about to press towards her, Ling Xiao Ruo raised his palm and patted him, frowning and scolding.

The palm that Ling Xiaoruo slapped out was not light, the person seemed to be unaffected at all, and he slammed to the side viciously.

"Pound—" The tall body fell to the ground, and the shocking sound was naturally loud.

He fell to the ground, but happened to block Ling Xiaoruo's way. Ling Xiaoruo frowned and looked down. When she saw the face of the person in front of her through the light from the shop, she couldn't help widening her eyes and said: "Ziyuan!"

Ling Xiaoruo quickly squatted down and stared carefully, she saw that his face was a little pale, and there was still a drop of wet blood on the corner of his lips, panicked in her heart, she quickly put her hand on his pulse and called out Pulse.

Once the pulse was recorded, Ling Xiaoruo tilted his head and said in doubt: "There are no symptoms, why is your face so pale?"

"pain……"

Perhaps because of the sound of the voice, Yin Zhiyuan murmured a word.

Ling Xiaoruo leaned over and asked, "What did you say?"

"pain……"

"Pain? Where is your pain?"

Ling Xiaoruo just felt strange, from his pulse condition it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, where exactly was he in pain?
She raised her hand, pressed on his body, and asked while pressing, "Is this the pain?"

Yin Zhiyuan frowned, he had already lost consciousness from the pain, to the point where Ling Xiaoruo asked, he could only utter a word of pain.

"Go to the medical hall first." Ling Xiaoruo helped Yin Zhiyuan up, and led him towards the medical hall.

After arriving at the medical center, Ling Xiaoruo gave the money to the shopkeeper, and went to the herb room to make the medicine by himself, and after a while, he made up an analgesic pill for Yin Zhiyuan to take.

After taking a dose of pills, he didn't seem to be in such pain anymore. After the situation improved, Ling Xiaoruo leaned over and said: "Ziyuan, I'll take you back home."

As soon as these words came out, the person who hadn't spoken for a long time frowned and said, "Don't..."

Ling Xiaoruo was a little surprised, and then said: "If you don't go back to the house, where are you going? Let's go, I will help you go back."

However, when she went to help Yin Zhiyuan, she didn't know where his strength came from, but he mustered up all the strength in his body and pushed towards her: "I don't want, don't..."

Due to excessive force, his slanted body fell unsteadily to the ground, his handsome eyebrows were furrowed together again, Ling Xiaoruo saw that his eyes had never been opened.

What's up with him?
Why is it so repulsive to the family?So subconsciously resisted?Is it because of the gift of marriage?

"Hey..." Ling Xiaoruo sighed, and said: "If you don't go back, I won't go back. I'll take you to find an inn to rest."

In the final analysis, Yin Zhiyuan is also a poor person. He must be very sad when he is forced to marry someone he doesn't want to marry, right?
This time, when Ling Xiaoruo went to help him, he didn't resist at all, just let Ling Xiaoruo fiddle with him with his head down.Ling Xiaoruo found a nearby inn and helped him up. After entering the room, he helped him onto the bed. Then he was going to find some water to drink. After exercising for so long, she was also a little thirsty.

However, when she took a step, Yin Zhiyuan suddenly grabbed her wrist, frowned and said in pain: "Don't go..."

Ling Xiaoruo frowned, and replied: "I'll go get some water."

"Don't leave me..." Yin Zhiyuan refused, closed his eyes tightly, still holding her hand and refused to let go.

Ling Xiaoruo leaned over and wanted to break his fingers with his hands, but unexpectedly, after breaking them, his strength became stronger. Because he wanted to drink water, Ling Xiaoruo used his internal strength to tear off his fingers. Unexpectedly, when she was about to break his hand away, she saw his head suddenly tilted, and a mouthful of thick blood was smothered to the side.

"Ziyuan!" Ling Xiaoruo didn't think that he would vomit blood, his eyes widened, and he cried out in shock.

The smell of blood instantly permeated the room, Ling Xiaoruo didn't break free when he saw this, he just sat down beside the bed, and put his other hand on his pulse again to make a pulse.

This time, she felt the pulse and let her find out some reasons. He vomited blood this time because of excessive stagnation, and that stagnation had already existed in his body for many years.

What is he depressed about?
If it was Yu Fang's matter, it would only be three or two days, but the stagnation in his body has been there for many years, so it must not be caused by Yu Fang's matter.

It seems that everyone has a bitter history of blood and tears behind their backs. Ziyuan has it, so why not Ziyuan?No wonder she always felt that there was a mysterious color behind his warm smile.

After sighing again, Ling Xiaoruo silently waited beside him and waited for him to wake up.

However, the person didn't wait to wake up, but waited for the sleepy bug to come over, Ling Xiao Ruo couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, so he leaned on the bed and fell asleep.

Yue's shadow slanted, and there was a more leaking sound, Yin Zhiyuan finally woke up from his lethargy, he rolled his eyes, and before he could make any movement, he saw a figure lying reclined beside his feet, he turned sideways When she stared and found that the person was Ziqing, her handsome eyes lit up instantly.

Afraid of waking her up, he slowly got up and went to her, the faint moonlight projected in through the window lattice, shining on the woman's face.

"Ruo'er..." Yin Zhiyuan sighed softly, and then raised his hand to touch her face. He had a dream just now, dreaming that Ruo'er saved him, and there was a pair of warm hands that shook him His fingers were covered with heat.He thought he was dreaming, but he didn't think it was real, she was really beside him.

(End of this chapter)