Chen Dongsheng's extra chapter

Hearing the noise, Chen Dongsheng quickly opened his eyes. His first reaction was to raise his upper body to visit the person lying under him, pressing his forehead against her forehead. The tips of the two of them faced each other and their lips were close at hand. After pausing for a moment, he felt Wen Xien's extremely weak breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand to block the morning light, bent his mouth slightly upward, and whispered softly: "Why are you sleeping like this? It's been the third day and you haven't woken up yet? Haven't you calmed down?"

The people on the bed were still not moving. Chen Dongsheng was slightly annoyed and stretched out one hand to penetrate the quilt, slowly stroking Wen Xien's naked skin.

After touching it carefully for a long time, the cold jade-like skin gradually felt a warm touch in his palm, and then he slowly lifted the quilt out of bed.

The flowers were clustered on the quilt, and the soft jade was fragrant under the quilt. A hint of clue was revealed from the gap by the warm and charming atmosphere of the two people. Then it quickly fetched back into the quilt and wrapped around the ice-carved body.

As soon as he came out of the quilt, the cold wind blew. Chen Dongsheng pursed his frozen purple lips, looked back at the person on the bed, wrapped his coat tightly and went out. When he opened the door, he only dared to open a small gap. The man was extremely tall and his appearance was a bit funny.

The temperature outside is several degrees below zero, and every inhalation is filled with a thick cold air.

The morning is now gloomy, just like at night, so it makes people feel so stressed that they can't breathe, and even their mood becomes depressed.

In the first few days, Chen Dongsheng was calm and composed. He knew that Wen Xien was in poor health. He might have been angry when he didn't wake up, but he had not woken up for a week. If Wen Xien hadn't breathed, he would have thought Wen Xien was already exhausted.

Chen Dongsheng always thought that it would be enough to wait for Wen Xien to recover, and the doctor also said that he was stimulated and might wake up after a few days of rest, but these were not a big problem.

Until one night, Wen Xien's body suddenly became hot. Chen Dongsheng and Wen Xien's skin were so burned that they woke up from their sleep. They seemed to be holding a piece of burning charcoal in their arms.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I found that Wen Xien's face was flushing abnormally and his breathing became more and more rapid. Even so, Wen Xien still did not wake up.

Chen Dongsheng screamed a few times, and Wen Xien seemed to be in a nightmare. His head was shaking from side to side, and cold sweat wet the broken hair on her forehead.

Chen Dongsheng's expression changed drastically, and he could hardly maintain his calm and gentle expression as if he was just a day. He hurriedly got up and covered the curtains around the windows tightly, and went to the kitchen to burn a plate of hot water.

It was dark at night and Chen Dongsheng was sweating profusely.

But it was impossible. Even though Chen Dongsheng used all his body methods to cool down Wen Xien, there was still no improvement. Wen Xien had a high fever all night.

Now Chen Dongsheng did not dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly put on a coat and ran out to find a doctor.

Before dawn, the medical treatment was not open at this time. Chen Dongsheng slapped the door hard and shouted to Dr. Huang loudly.

The man's voice was so loud that he woke up the people next door, and none of them opened the window and cursed.

Chen Dongsheng had no mind to deal with the scolding of the person next door. Just when he was so anxious that he was about to kick the door, the door finally opened.

Dr. Huang had not had time to speak and crashed into the man's scarlet eyes. He might not have slept all night, covered in blood, and the man's hair was still covered in dew, and his body was in a mess.

"Doctor Huang, Dr. Huang, she has a fever, she has a fever, she has a fever all night, you, go and have a look... Save her, save her..."

The man speaks incoherently, and his trembling voice makes people like Dr. Huang who are accustomed to life and death feel unbearable.

Dr. Huang is considered a respected old man in this village, not only because of his superb medical skills, but also because of his peaceful personality.

Even though he was frightened by Chen Dongsheng's unreasonable behavior, Dr. Huang still packed up the medicine box and followed him.

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People woke up and didn't have long to sleep, but Chen Dongsheng was so excited, but Dr. Huang said something before leaving.

"This little baby has not lived for a long time. She has no desire to live, and you shouldn't have brought her to this village. There is still hope for treatment in the city. Now I have missed the best time..."

“…Is it still urgent?”

The man's voice was hoarse.

Dr. Huang sighed and shook his head regretfully, "It's too late..."

The light in the room was dim, and a glimmer of light came in between the unblocked windows. The light white line reflected the floating dust as if it was about to dissipate, and the end fell on Wen Xien's nose.

Chen Dongsheng stared for a moment, suddenly stretched out his hand, bent his fingers and gently scraped the halo with the knuckles covered with thin cocoons, shaved on the tip of Wen Xien's nose.

Chen Dongsheng tucked the quilt for her, sat beside the bed and held her hand.

The hand was as cold as jade, with long fingers, tender skin as fat, beautiful and soft, and it was soft and drooping when pinched in the palm.

The pulse on the wrist was almost impossible to detect, and it was so calm that it was almost dead silent. The blush that had already appeared had faded away, and a touch of grayness appeared from the cold and white skin.

It's really like a corpse.

Chen Dongsheng put her cold hands on his lips and sniffed the heat, then kneaded her fingertips. For some reason, his eyes were a little sore and his vision gradually blurred.

It's ridiculous. He didn't have enough time to spend together, but he was still very sad to know that the little fool was about to die. Now he couldn't tell what was going on and why was it so painful?

Of course he knew that the medical equipment in the city was more comprehensive, but would he still be with Wen Xien if he stayed in the city?

It would be better to take it to the countryside. At least at this time, only he is the only one who is by Wen Xien's side, and no one is snatching him.

For such a long time, Chen Dongsheng had never said a word to Wen Xien. Even though he lived under the same roof for more than a month, Wen Xien was always very cramped and rarely came out except for eating. Chen Dongsheng initially thought that the little fool was very sensible, but over time he suddenly became tired of this extremely quiet atmosphere.

After finally coaxing the little fool a little, he actually pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

Now she was lying silently in front of her, trapped in despair of death.

Chen Dongsheng gently kissed the hand on his lips, and a water stain rolled down from his eye sockets and dripped on the back of his cold hands.

Chen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment, bent his lips with self-deprecatingly, then sighed a long time, and whispered in a negotiated tone: "When you wake up, I will take you to find your elder brother. As long as you open your eyes and take a look... I will promise you everything..."

"I beg you... look at me..."

The man's voice slowly became low and hoarse. He buried his face in Wen Xien's palm, and his broad and strong shoulders were trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!