Grudge Breaker

Chapter 35 Life hangs on a thread
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  There was osmanthus incense burning in the incense burner in front of the window, and Song Weichen slowly opened his eyes.

"You finally woke up! It was so scary."

It took her a moment to realize that she was lying on the bed in the Lord's Mansion, with Gu Yu looking anxious and happy beside her.

I clearly remember that I have left Si Chen's Mansion, could it be another dream? I thought about it, and my whole body hurt so much that I couldn't help but groan. I raised my hand and saw that several places under the arm in the white robe were wrapped with fine gauze, and I felt relieved.

"How did I get back?" She felt pain in her forehead. She stretched out her hand and found that it was also bandaged with fine gauze.

"Master Si Chen brought you back." Gu Yu tucked her up.

"Your whole body is hot and unconscious, and there are injuries everywhere. You have been in a coma for three full days. During these three days, the master will come to see you every day and sit by the bed for a long time. He is anxious..."

"Don't mention him in front of me in the future."

"Ah?...Oh." Monk Guyu Zhanger was confused and could only agree.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. It was an attendant named Xiaohan from the Venerable Mansion who came to deliver the prepared medicine. Gu Yu took the medicine and looked at Song Weichen, "You should eat something and drink the medicine. The disease will go away like silk threads, and you have to recover for a while." Woolen cloth."

She shook her head, "Hel me up and give me the medicine."

It is not appropriate to take medicine on an empty stomach, but Gu Yu does not dare to disobey, so he can only follow the instructions.

Song Weichen struggled to sit up and felt the pain in her chest was unbearable. She held her chest to relieve herself for a while, then managed to hold the medicine bowl and drank the medicine with Gu Yu's help.

Thinking of how not long ago I thought the medicine was bitter and nauseating, but today I drank it so calmly, I wanted to laugh at myself. It turns out that as long as your heart is bitter enough and your body hurts enough, no matter how bitter the medicine is, it will not be difficult to swallow.

After watching her finish drinking the medicine, Gu Yu couldn't help but say, "It's great that you can drink the medicine by yourself. I couldn't feed you the medicine for the first two days, which really made me anxious. Later, the adult you didn't let me mention it thought of it." Method..."

"I told you not to mention him." She didn't want to hear it.

"Gu Yu, is there a little girl coming back with me?"

"Little girl?" Gu Yu's expression said everything.

Song Weichen looked out the window, "What time is it now?"

"At Chenshi, your Excellency is in the meeting hall."

Song Weichen knew that he could not walk at all due to his current physical condition.

"Is there a wheelchair? If so, push me there. If not, lift me there."

"Sir! You..."

"Just do it."
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  Gu Yu pushed her in a wooden wheelchair in Si Chen's courtyard. Song Weichen was covered with a thin blanket and her eyes were half closed. There was a dull pain at the mouth of her back vest, her chest hurt as if it was about to burst, and every time she took a breath, her lungs hurt as if they were being stabbed by a cone. If it weren't for confirming the child's condition, she would have knocked herself unconscious.

"Am I dying?"

Guyu's eyes turned red. This lady looked indeed in a very bad state, as if she was holding on for a breath by sheer willpower, but she still said in a relaxed tone, "There is no reason to curse yourself. You will recover soon." "

As he spoke, Gu Yu had already pushed her to the door of the assembly hall, then exited and waited outside the hall.

He saw her from afar.

He raised his hand, interrupted the conversation of several people, and walked quickly towards her.

He saw her leaning extremely weakly in the wheelchair, with a distant expression, her face so pale that it was almost transparent. His throat was tight. In the end, he had hurt her.

He walked to her and squatted down, holding his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, looking at her with concern, "Do you feel a little better?"

"My subordinate is ill and unable to get up. Please forgive me."

It was obvious that she was deliberately trying to get angry.

"Song Weichen, I'm sorry. I..."

She shook her head and stopped him from talking. She didn't want to hear it. She only cared about one issue at the moment.

"I don't know where you found me. Is there a child with me?" She struggled to finish the sentence.

"I found you on the back mountainside. As for the child you mentioned...?" He looked confused.

"The girl is five or six years old, very thin, with big eyes. Her name is Bao'er." She was coughing and wheezing, and couldn't say a complete sentence.

Hearing this, Mo Tingfeng suddenly looked stern, "Why are you looking for this child?"

"If you haven't seen me before, my lord, I'll take my leave."

Now in her mind, what does the case of Baipao's disappearance have to do with her, what does the case of Nianniang have to do with her, what does the big things in Sichen's house have to do with her, she just wants to keep her promise and ensure that the child is safe - even if She couldn't go home by herself, so she wanted to stick to her obsession before she died. There was a faint fishy sweetness in her throat, and she really felt that she wouldn't live much longer.

Just as she was about to signal the attendant to take her out, Mo Tingfeng stopped her.

"A child was lost in a nearby village three days ago. It is most likely the girl you mentioned. We are discussing this matter. Do you want to hear it?"

Song Weichen was surprised and nodded.

Mo Tingfeng pushed her to the discussion table, and everyone saluted her. Among the crowd, it was visible to the naked eye that Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were very worried about her physical condition.
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  "Her physical condition won't last long, let's get down to business. Wujiu, tell me the situation of the missing child again, and get to the point."

"Three days ago, a six-year-old girl went missing in Qingshan Village. The girl often went to her biological mother's grave for a few hours at night after her family fell asleep. The place was always safe, so her family didn't pay attention at first. She didn't return until noon the next day. , the girl’s grandmother noticed that there was a special talent and came to report. The girl’s name is Chen Bao, and Qingshan Village is at the foot of the mountain behind Sichen Mansion.”

"It's Bao'er. I happened to meet her. I was supposed to send her away..." Song Weichen felt unstable. She felt that she disappeared because she failed to keep her promise to send her home. She suddenly coughed violently.

After finally regaining her composure, Mo Tingfeng put his teacup to her mouth and "moistened her throat." Song Weichen looked away.

She looked at Ye Wujiu, "She was still with me around that night, but it was foggy and I couldn't see her. I don't know what happened after that."

"Foggy? There is rarely fog in the mountains at this time of year. Do you have any impression of what kind of fog it is like?"

Her consciousness began to blur. In order to prevent herself from passing out, she pinched the bandaged wound on her arm - probably from a fall in the mountains. The blood drained out quickly. Of course she was in pain, but the pain could wake people up and make her have no illusions about others. She needed this kind of pain.

"The fog suddenly appeared, like a curtain was drawn up within a certain range, but there was no fog around me."

She tried her best to remember and speak as completely as possible.

"It should be some kind of enchantment technique. And the purpose of the caster was clear, and it was to target that child." Mo Tingfeng looked solemn, "This child also has no mother, and it is most likely the work of Luan Po Nian Niang."

"What method did Luanpo use to prevent us from finding a single trace, including the missing five children? The whole thing is too abnormal. This is not the mentality of Luanpo... I am worried about what's going on behind the scenes. There are also conspiracies that we don’t know about,” Ding Heran said.
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  "Take me to investigate the case." Song Weichen looked at Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu, he was at the end of his strength, but he was still so stubborn.

"Okay." Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu said in unison, then consciously made a mistake and glanced at Mo Tingfeng before lowering their heads.

"I won't let them take you. It's not safe for you without any cultivation. It's better to follow me. Now that you're seriously injured, you can't go. We'll wait until you feel better."

Song Weichen stared at Mo Tingfeng and smiled miserably. The blood oozing from the wound on his arm had dripped onto the ground along his fingers, but he couldn't see it from his angle.

"But if I can't recover, finding Bao'er is my last wish. Will you let me go?"

"Song Weichen, please be sensible."

Mo Tingfeng only thought her words were angry, and she wanted to refute. At this moment, she became emotional and felt even more difficult to breathe. The pain in her chest was unbearable, and she actually coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

"slight!"

Mo Tingfeng's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. He didn't care about his own reaction and took Song Weichen's hand to take a pulse. He could hardly feel his heartbeat.

The fine gauze wrapped around his wrist had unraveled at some point, and the purple finger prints were clearly visible, and he also saw blood on the ground. Mo Tingfeng felt guilty and distressed.

Song Weichen was dying on the wooden wheelchair.

"I'll call the doctor!" Ding Heran said before leaving.

"It's useless. I'll take her to Zhuang Yuheng. You guys continue to search. If you find anything, He Ran can come to Sikong Mansion to find me." He originally wanted to avoid taking Song Weichen to Zhuang Yuheng for treatment in order to protect her identity, but there was no other option at the moment. Law.

Everyone was ordered to disperse.

Mo Tingfeng picked up Song Weichen and felt lighter than the last time he held her.

"Wei Wei, hold on! I won't let anything happen to you, trust me."

He felt inexplicably worried, as if she was the most important person to him.

Song Weichen was already in a state of confusion, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into a deep coma.

(End of this chapter)