There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1776: 449: Resurrection

The blood mist made of fresh blood rushed towards the direction of the life lamp. Yi Shuchen's blood drew an elegant arc in the air, and the life lamp that fell with a fishy and sweet breath was like blossoming flowers.

Li Chang fainted.

He knew that he had gotten into a big disaster before...

Feng Qingyang stopped his steps suddenly, and fixedly looked at the direction of the life lamp, the flame was getting smaller and smaller, it had shrunk to only the size of a grain of rice.

The warm orange flame that was still burning on it just now is gone, replaced by a red mixed with dark gray.

The red is eye-catching and dazzling, but it makes people feel cool from the bottom of their hearts.

Feng Qingyang's hands trembled, it was the emperor's life lamp. If the lamp goes out, does it mean...

Turning his gaze to Chu Yuchen, he saw a slight ups and downs in his chest.Feng Qingyang opened his eyes wide in disbelief, did Emperor Father come back to life?Did he come back to them again?

But as the light of the life lamp became weaker and weaker, the ups and downs of Chu Yuchen's chest became weaker and weaker.With the weak ups and downs, Feng Qingyang's heart hurts more and more.

What should he do, what can he do?
Feng Qingyang cautiously approached the life lamp, the only remaining burning trace like a red dot really became weaker and weaker as the breeze floated, almost in sync with Chu Yuchen's faintness.

Feng Qingyang surrounded the little spark with his palm, his eyes showed sadness and despair.The palm is almost tightly attached to Mars, but it feels a little bit warm.

It's getting weaker and darker, what should I do?
The begging gaze looked in Yi Shuchen's direction, but after Yi Shuchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was already on the ground. The person who was as sharp as a sword just unsheathed an hour ago now looks It looked like a pile of velvet quilts slumped on the ground.

His hair was messed up, falling into the fresh blood he had just spit out, and it was infected into a dark red that one couldn't bear to look at directly.

Feng Qingyang didn't dare to let go of his hand, for fear that the wind would blow out the last remaining hope.

"Master Yi, Doctor Yi." Feng Qingyang's voice was urgent and anxious, intertwined with urgency and grief, just like what he was feeling now.

In the call like a cuckoo crying blood, Yi Shuchen seemed to be getting weaker and weaker with Chu Yuchen.

There was no sound, no movement, and even looked more embarrassed than Chu Yuchen who was lying on the ground.

Feng Qingyang was anxious and restless.

"Yi Miracle Doctor, Yi Miracle Doctor, wake up, wake up, the lights are about to go out, what should I do?" Feng Qingyang's uneasiness is gradually expanding, if Yi Shuchen can't wake up in time, the current situation , he didn't know how to proceed.

Feng Qingyang put his finger under Yi Shuchen's nose, and felt the slight breath on his finger.

Fortunately, he is still alive, as long as he is still alive, there must be a way.

Under everyone's gaze, Yi Shuchen finally opened his eyes, and said vaguely, "Blood...blood..." He lifted his finger feebly, pointing in the direction of the life lamp that was about to be extinguished.

At a loss, Feng Qingyang looked down at the flames that were about to go out.

Blood?

Yi Shuchen looked anxiously at Feng Qingyang, his throat rolled, and his entire chest heaved and fluctuated accordingly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he pointed to himself and then to the direction of the life lamp, and kept saying : "Blood... blood..."

His voice was difficult, and every sound was extremely difficult to spit out.

From the moment the lamp of fate was lit, his and Chu Yuchen's lives were linked together, and only his blood could rekindle the lamp of fate.

Feng Qingyang's eyes followed Yi Shuchen's fingers, and he kept repeating the word "blood" that Yi Shuchen spat out.His brows were furrowed tightly.

Did Yi Shuchen mean to use his blood?

Feng Qingyang's eyes were full of doubts, but he couldn't stop asking: "You mean to use your blood to make the lamp of life immortal?"

Yi Shuchen heaved a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

He brought his wrist to Feng Qingyang's eyes, urging him with his eyes.

Seeing that Yi Shuchen was so weak, Feng Qingyang couldn't bear it, but when things came to this, there was no other way.

Since Yi Shuchen pointed at himself, he probably meant that only his Yi Shuchen's blood would be effective.

Feng Qingyang hesitated for a moment, but still cut Yi Shuchen's wrist with the dagger.The dagger with a cold light cut through Yi Shuchen's skin, and wisps of red ooze out.

Feng Qingyang looked at Yi Shuchen, he must be in pain right now?But why is the expression on his face full of joy?
Seeing Yi Shuchen finally showing a relaxed expression, Feng Qingyang's heart was even more shocked, and the doubts just now rose again in his heart.

Yi Shuchen tossed himself into such a state, but the relieved smile on his face was the joy hidden in his deep embarrassment.

Feng Qingyang catches the blood left by Yi Shuchen with his hand, and drops drop by drop into his palm with warmth.

Such pain, such bleeding, but he was smiling, easy and full of joy.

Feng Qingyang tore off his robe and bandaged Yi Shuchen's wound. Yi Shuchen dodged slightly and signaled him to send the blood with his eyes.

Feng Qingyang held the blood in his palm and carefully pointed it at the burning flame, his palm tilted slightly, and drops of blood fell from the edge of his palm onto the extremely weak sparks of the life lamp.

The fire suddenly dimmed.

Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly tightened...

Is it too late?Have they missed the time?

The blood stained the wick with a palpitating dark red, leaving only the flame the size of a sesame seed, and the thick dark gray was like the haze in the sky when the rainstorm is approaching, constantly invading the already dim of faint fire.

Seeing that there was only a pinprick of flame remaining, Feng Qingyang closed his eyes in despair, not daring to look at the remaining flame.

It was too late, it was too late, and the last hope died out in his heart.

Speechless, he asked God, what did his mother do wrong?To have to endure such cruel and inhuman torture, why did God cruelly take away this only chance left?

His heart was locked in pain, he didn't know how to face the reality in front of him, he didn't know how to face his mother who would wake up with the sunshine tomorrow morning.

The feeling of constriction in his heart made every breath he took a huge grind, and he felt that his heart was breaking into pieces bit by bit, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes due to the pain.

I've never been so desperate, never been so painful.

It turns out that this is the feeling of mother-child connection...

The moment Feng Qingyang's teardrops rolled down the dust, he suddenly heard a guard exclaiming, "Fire! Fire!"

Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, but saw that the corner of the eye that was still tightly protected by him suddenly seemed to regain life.

The flame is gradually expanding, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like the tip of a needle, like a sesame seed, like a grain of rice...

Gradually, it became the size of a soybean.

Yi Shuchen's blood actually has such a purpose?
Feng Qingyang's heart was full of surprises, and the heart that was still in pain just now that made him worse than life was slowly relaxed. He thought that he had just been released from the stuck throat, and took a deep breath.

The air with the fresh breath of the unique trees in the jungle is so refreshing that it makes people feel happy.

Feng Qingyang didn't know that Yi Shuchen used his own life to connect with Chu Yuchen's at this time, so only his blood could rekindle the lamp of life.

Everyone's attention was on the fire, Feng Qingyang carefully poured the blood from his palm on the flame, the flame was nourished by the blood, and burned even more vigorously.

Only then did he raise his eyes and look in Chu Yuchen's direction, only to see that he seemed to have been injected with vitality again, and the ups and downs of his chest were clearly visible again.

Feng Qingyang only felt that Chu Yuchen's faint breath made him so happy, and made him smile again.

Hope came back again and came to his side. The fire light illuminated his eyes and the depths of his heart.

Enron that I have never experienced before...

As the flames ignited, Yi Shuchen also sat up. From the first time he used his own blood to continue the fire of this life lamp, his life was closely linked with Chu Yuchen's life.

only……

There was a wry smile on Yi Shuchen's lips, and he looked at the oil lamp that fell to the ground not far away. Without the help of lamp oil, his blood would burn very quickly, and he still needs an hour. He wasn't even sure if he had enough blood in his body to keep the oil lamp burning for an entire hour.

This is a temporary relief, if this situation continues, maybe he will have no chance of surviving.

Looking through the dense forest, he looked in the direction of the guards. They were guarding the sleeping Yang Churuo.

His eyes passed through layers of obstacles, staring at the source of all his decisions and motivation for a long time.Everything is because of her, everything is for her.

It's just that she doesn't know if she will be extremely sad when she leaves?
He'd never know the answer to that question, and he really didn't want to know that much.

He hoped that she would feel sad for him, but this thought made him feel that he was too selfish. If she shed tears, his heart would definitely hurt more than hers.

If her heart is broken, he must be more painful than her.

But what if she is indifferent?Then is he willing to...

It would be fine if she would only be sad for a while and shed a tear...

Yi Shuchen sighed silently in his heart, looked away reluctantly, and looked at the two people who were still in surprise not far away. They soon discovered that the blood could not last for a long time, and it was not the blood that really made the fire burn , but the vitality in the blood that he deliberately stimulated when he stabbed himself with a silver needle.

Now, the lamp of life is actually burning his life.

Taking advantage of this rare moment of energy, Yi Shuchen took out the second gold needle.

Chu Yuchen has already breathed, and in the second step, he will continue to wake him up so that he can feel it.

After a period of blood circulation, the gray color on Chu Yuchen's body gradually faded, and his skin slowly returned to its original color. Because of the blood loss from looking at him, his face still looked pale and weak, but it was no longer there. The lifeless appearance an hour ago.

The golden needle in Yi Shuchen's hand slowly moved to the back of Chu Yuchen's ear, and the ability to identify acupuncture points he had cultivated over the years allowed him to spot the acupuncture points without any hindrance, even under the faintest light.

The golden needle in his hand pierced Chu Yuchen's ear, and Yi Shuchen clearly felt the resistance between his fingers.

Chu Yuchen's skin has regained its elasticity, which is a good thing, for Chu Yuchen.

But it is not good news for Yi Shuchen, he has to use all his strength to pierce the golden needle into Chu Yuchen's body, which means that he will have greater consumption and need a longer rest time , In other words, the life lamp must be burned for a longer time, so that he has enough time to complete all this.

Yi Shuchen's hands began to tremble, his strength and concentration were no longer enough to maintain it, he changed from sitting cross-legged to kneeling, using his knees against his elbows, mobilizing all the strength in his body to suddenly Only then did the golden needle successfully penetrate to a sufficient depth.

With a very slight "呲" sound, all the golden needles pierced in.

But Yi Shuchen's body fell limply again, leaning over Chu Yuchen's body, as if he was warming him with his own body.

The flames weakened again, and Yi Shuchen fell into a coma.

Feng Qingyang looked at everything that happened in front of him, and the horror in his heart was indescribable.

Piercing a golden needle is not so difficult, especially for Feng Qingyang, but everything he saw just now filled his heart with admiration.

Yi Shuchen's actions filled his heart with unspeakable emotions.

Feng Qingyang watched Yi Shuchen's body slide down slowly, and the flame in his hand weakened again.

The gratitude in his heart was intertwined with concern, which made him almost unable to bear to say the words of using Yi Shuchen's blood to keep his life alive again.

I don't know if there was something unfinished in his heart, but Yi Shuchen soon woke up in a daze, as if he saw his heart slowly unfolding in front of him like a scroll, so clear, so clear that every detail could be seen.

On this picture scroll, a person's face was clearly drawn. She smiled lightly, her eyes revealed happiness and ease, that smile was pure and moving, and her eyes were so clear that they were not stained by dust.

She has a peerless appearance, but what is more attractive than her appearance is her personality, her heart, her pride...

is her everything...

Yi Shuchen looked at the picture scroll in the depths of his heart for a long time, and the beautiful mountains and rivers as the background slowly faded away from the picture scroll, leaving only her and her charming smile.

At this moment, he barely opened his eyes, cut his wrist, let Feng Qingyang put his blood on the oil lamp.

As the flames gradually enlarged, Chu Yuchen's breathing became more and more powerful, and the originally weak ups and downs of his chest became stronger.

Yi Shuchen sat up slowly, breathing heavily, watching Chu Yuchen recovering to life little by little.

Healing diseases and saving lives has always been his wish, his lifelong pursuit.

But there has never been a time like this time, which filled his heart with slow tenderness.

her smile...

Only her eye-catching smile was left in Yi Shuchen's heart. Tomorrow, as long as he can persevere, she will smile tomorrow, right?

The whole hand was stiff, and he moved his fingers with difficulty, preparing for the next time.

This action fell into Feng Qingyang's eyes, causing his gaze to flicker slightly.

"Miraculous doctor Yi, I think you don't have much strength anymore, can you let me help?" Feng Qingyang asked in a deep voice, he has internal strength, and his spirit is more abundant than Yi Shuchen, and his years of martial arts practice is even more powerful. Let him know the location of every acupuncture point in the human body, and he is sure to recognize them, not bad at all.

Wouldn't it be safer for Yi Shuchen to guide and complete the work?

Feng Qingyang's eyes showed anticipation, he hoped that his suggestion would be feasible.

Yi Shuchen smiled wryly, and slowly opened his mouth. Even at such a moment, his usual elegant demeanor did not change in the slightest, but the difficulty in his voice revealed the sourness in his heart.

If you can, why do you have to work so hard?In fact, it's a taboo not to allow someone else to do it for him, or even let someone approach this place.

If you borrow your life from the sky, ghosts and gods will be alarmed.They approached his dojo, and even stepped into the range of the seven-star lamp, which had already caused severe damage to his body...

Shaking his head, he didn't say the real reason for everyone to avoid it.

He just said in his usual gentle and indifferent tone: "The timing and urgency of the golden needles entering the acupoints need to be extremely familiar to do it, and it is impossible for people who have not practiced it all year round."

What's more, he has already used his own life to connect with Chu Yuchen's.This is the most important reason why he is the only one who can administer needles.

"Just tell me the frequency and priorities, and I'm confident I can handle it!" Feng Qingyang said eagerly. He could see that Yi Shuchen was already desperately trying to survive. are difficult to guarantee.

He was anxious, this might be the only chance to save his father.He can't take any chances.

This is obviously a better choice, why is Yi Shuchen so stubborn?There are doubts in his heart, but no anger. He can't hate someone who can do such a thing for his father and mother, and he will never hate him no matter what.

"You can't..." Yi Shuchen said in a low voice, because Chu Yuchen's life was linked to his life, not Feng Qingyang's.

From the very beginning, the moment he made his decision, he had made all the preparations.

He wouldn't let anyone else risk his life like this, especially since he was her son.

He will never let him share any risk, even the smallest risk.He has always understood how important he is to her.

Conceal the harm they caused to him by rushing directly into the dojo, and conceal the fact that he used his life to draw Chu Yuchen's life.He didn't want anyone to know about these things, especially her...

He is only willing to guard her silently, to make her happy, to make her happy.

She is so kind, if she knows what he has done, she will be unbearable and sad, which will affect her happiness.It was the last thing he wanted to see.

Even if he gave his life, he would not let her know...

"Take Li Chang, get out of the range of the seven-star lantern, don't get close, don't let anyone get close..." Yi Shuchen said in a deep voice, his body couldn't bear such continuous pressure, he had to do it as much as possible. Keep your strength.

Not for his own survival, but for bringing back Chu Yuchen!

This is a distance that he can barely bear. Every step they take, every approach, brings him great harm. He can't explain it, but he can't let it go on.

Feng Qingyang lowered his head, doubts emerged layer by layer in his heart.

Nodding his head, Feng Qingyang picked up Li Chang, who had been stunned by the blood and mutation, and took him away halfway, walking out of the area designated by Yi Shuchen. He once said that he could not There must be his reasons for getting close.

Feng Qingyang sighed, and walked out silently, but suddenly thought of the life lamp that needs blood to burn, just about to speak, but heard Yi Shuchen's voice behind him, "Shang'er, you stay... I need someone..."

Feng Qingyang handed Li Chang to the guards, turned around and looked at the flickering life lamp, the flickering light made Yi Shuchen's face look bright and dark at times, as if he was doing something between life and death. uphill struggle.

He didn't understand why Yi Shuchen refused his help so firmly?
Obviously, he was exhausted, he could see that his clothes were all soaked, it was his cold sweat and the blood he vomited, he could see that his expression was extremely exhausted, it was due to excessive consumption and caused by strain.

But why, he is so determined...

Hearing Yi Shuchen's words, hope once again ignited in his heart, maybe he figured it out, maybe he would be willing to let himself help him.

What Ke Yi Shuchen said next made Feng Qingyang feel powerless for a while.

Yi Shuchen said with difficulty: "Help me maintain the life lamp with blood..."

He was only willing to let himself do this.

what is this?Is it the dignity of a doctor?
Feng Qingyang looked at Yi Shuchen, and through his tired face, he could see his gentle and jade-like demeanor.

He must have his own reasons, reasons that he cannot understand but are extremely important.

Feng Qingyang nodded emphatically, since he only needs to do these things by himself, then he should do as he said.

Yi Shuchen took a deep breath, took out the third golden needle with trembling fingers, a ray of golden light flashed across the air, and the golden light shone movingly under the illumination of the life lamp, as if it was the light of life .

Yi Shuchen tried his best to keep his fingers steady, but the heaviness and pain in his chest became more and more intense, and a fishy and sweet smell spread from his mouth.

Yi Shuchen sighed in his heart, he had already started to vomit blood, and he didn't know how long he could last.

But no matter what, he will work hard until the last moment, unless his life is terminated immediately, otherwise, he will never stop his actions.

Blood filled the entire mouth, and blood began to drip from the corner of Yi Shuchen's mouth, but he didn't have time to pay attention to his body, now was the time to pierce the third golden needle, and he couldn't delay.

The tip of the golden needle touched the root of Chu Yuchen's other ear, but it didn't enter Chu Yuchen's body as before. The needle tip bent slightly with the force from Yi Shuchen's finger.

He could no longer keep the golden needle vertical...

The fear in Yi Shuchen's heart was slowly condensing. In this case, how would he complete the next thing?
It seems that this is the only way...

With trembling hands, Yi Shuchen took out the second pill from his bosom and put it into his mouth. This medicine could help him gather energy in a very short time, but what followed was a huge backlash .

The time is shorter each time, and the backlash is more serious each time.

Yi Shuchen glanced at the green pill in his hand, under the light of the fire of the life lamp, it showed a strange luster.Put it in your mouth and swallow it together with the blood in your mouth.

The warm blood melted the pills, filling his body with strength again, his fingers became steady, and the rough moaning gradually subsided.

Yi Shuchen closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, his eyes were calm and clear again.

His fingers were steady and extremely fast, as if effortless, he precisely inserted the golden needle into the acupuncture point behind Chu Yuchen's ear.

Following the insertion of the golden needle, Chu Yuchen's body moved slightly, and his fingers curled up at an extremely slow speed.

Feng Qingyang looked at everything that happened miraculously in front of him, and his heart was already filled with joy. Even if he knew that he wanted to cut Yi Shuchen's wrist again, and use his blood to keep the life lamp burning, he couldn't stop it. Joy spread in his heart.

The light of the life lamp became more and more intense, followed by Chu Yuchen showing more and more vitality, as if a force was rising in his heart, repairing his body, repairing his original state. Damaged wounds.

Yi Shuchen didn't dare to procrastinate any longer. He could feel that his life was passing away bit by bit. Looking at his wrist already covered with cut marks, rows of cuts were neatly arranged, as if recording He paid with his life again and again.

Yi Shuchen held his breath, and while he still had strength, he stabbed the fourth golden needle in Chu Yuchen's chest, and it went very smoothly because of the power of the medicine that had not yet disappeared.

Feng Qingyang was pleasantly surprised to see Chu Yuchen's lips slightly parted, as if he had already felt something.He couldn't help but took a step forward, but saw a painful expression on Yi Shuchen's face.

Feng Qingyang was already there, and he suddenly understood something in his heart. He looked at Yi Shuchen, and slowly backed away. Yi Shuchen's face softened slightly as he stepped back.

That's it!

It turns out that the truth is actually like this!

Feng Qingyang suddenly understood in his heart that this was the real reason why Yi Shuchen didn't want people to get close to him. Although he didn't understand the reason, Feng Qingyang could be sure at this time that the whole reason for Yi Shuchen's doing so was related to The motive is that he wants to save his father.

And the appearance of other people will obviously make him feel extreme pain...

It turned out that he just refused to say anything.For fear of his guilt?In order to take care of his or his mother's feelings, he actually carried it all by himself...

Feng Qingyang's eyes were full of emotion, it turned out that time really has such a gentleman...

At this time, Yi Shuchen's eyes were already blurred, and everything in front of him was covered with a thin layer of mist, making him look at the world through a curtain.

It was the backlash that had begun, and Yi Shuchen knew in his heart that his time was running out.

Looking at Chu Yuchen's body, he is faced with a difficult decision. If he completes all the things he wants to do quickly while his mind is still clear, and does not give Chu Yuchen enough time to recover, the result will be terrible. It was Chu Yuchen who was very weak and might not even be able to stand up.

But if he chooses to wait, use the safest time to complete all this, just like what he did just now.

He may not be able to finish...

Yi Shuchen's heart suddenly ached, as if thousands of needles had pierced all the veins in his body, soreness, pain, all hit him in an instant, what kind of power he had just now, at this moment What a pain to bear.

The choice just now couldn't even be called a choice anymore. To complete everything quickly became his only choice. Other than that, he had no other way to bring Chu Yuchen back for her.

Yi Shuchen's eyes looked in the direction of Yang Churuo, wondering if he would have a chance to look at her again...

Weak hands took out all the pills in his bosom, the emerald green color is so familiar, but it is not the green that makes people feel bold and energetic, but a more vivid, dazzling, and eye-catching green, with the temptation of fragrance in the Turning in the palm of the hand, it has a strange color like the most vicious bamboo leaf green.

Yi Shuchen took a deep breath and swallowed a handful of pills into his stomach.

As if the feeling of being burned by the fire extended from the abdomen to the limbs of the whole body, Yi Shuchen endured great pain and tightened his jaw to support it.The life lamps all around surged at the same time, and the flames jumped up to a height of one foot, as if all their vitality was suddenly released.

What really happened?

Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, could it be that his father came back?Otherwise, how could there be such a strong vitality displayed?

The guards in the distance were still paying attention. Seeing such a situation, everyone was startled, and one of the guards shouted: "Look, it doesn't mean that the brighter the lamp burns, the stronger the hope of the emperor's return." Is it big? In such a situation, is it because the emperor has returned?"

The other guard frowned, "It's said that things are turned against each other..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was immediately kicked to the ground by the person beside him, and everyone glared at him together.

At this moment, everyone has the same belief, and everyone has the same expectation.They were looking forward to his return...

Everyone's eyes fell on Yi Shuchen, but he was going through the test of hellfire, blood red tears flowed from his eyes, and the blood in his body was surging, looking for all possible exits.

Feng Qingyang almost couldn't help rushing forward, but thought that Yi Shuchen would suffer even more pain when he approached, so he restrained his steps and stood in the distance to watch Yi Shuchen's pain and suffering.

Yi Shuchen gritted his teeth, this was his own purgatory, his own test, his body was in extreme pain, but his heart was calm and peaceful.

The burning pain slowly subsided, from burning to warm feeling.

Yi Shuchen opened his eyes, but the whole world turned red. Through the blood and tears in his eyes, he could only see blurred shadows after a patch of crimson.

That's all he can do, he can't ask for more, this is the best state he can get.

Yi Shuchen didn't dare to waste any more time, and took out the last three golden needles at once, and his hands were like lightning, but in an instant, the three golden needles pierced into the big acupuncture points on Chu Yuchen's body.

The flame of the life lamp, which was so burning that it illuminated everything around it, suddenly dimmed and became flickering.

A series of changes caught Feng Qingyang off guard, and he looked at Yi Shuchen with an inquiring gaze, only to see that he just turned around slowly and looked in the direction of his mother, as if nothing that happened around him could cause him any trouble. Little bit of interest.

"Miraculous Doctor Yi, how is the situation? Is Father still okay? Did you succeed? Has he come back?" Feng Qingyang asked Yi Shuchen.

Blood flowed out of Yi Shuchen's ears again, dripping onto his lapel.At this time, he could no longer hear any sound, and his vision was gradually leaving him. The sense of isolation like a hazy veil made him unable to see where Yang Churuo was.

He just knew that she was there, under the protection of the guards, immersed in the sweet sleep he created for her with drugs.

That's enough, just knowing that she's still there, that she's safe is enough.

The flame in the life lamp finally stopped flickering and began to stabilize, becoming soft and full of vitality.Chu Yuchen's eyes slowly opened...

"Father! Father!" Feng Qingyang rushed forward full of surprise, and stretched out his hand to cover Chu Yuchen's skirt. Yi Shuchen's voice sounded, "Pull out the needle on his body, and the life lamp can off."

Following the pricking of the last golden needle, he had already called Chu Yuchen back, and everything was over.

And what ended with it was his own life. As a world-renowned genius doctor, no one understood his current situation better than him. He couldn't last much longer...

"I'm going to wake up my mother!" Feng Qingyang yelled happily, and the whole person rose into the air and ran towards the direction where Yang Churuo was.

Yi Shuchen only felt that the scene in front of him became more blurred. Although he couldn't hear Feng Qingyang's words, he knew what he was going to do by looking at his figure when he left.

Yi Shuchen stretched out his hand, as if wanting to stop it, but finally let it go.

Maybe he still has a chance to meet her...

But why, he intuitively didn't want her to see himself like this?

She will be sad, she will be sad, this is not what he wants to see...

A familiar figure appeared in the distance, even through a hazy line of sight, her figure was supplemented clearly and completely in his mind.

She came, she was running towards her direction.

The corners of Yi Shuchen's mouth rose slowly, outlining a happy arc, it turned out that he still wanted to see her, it turned out that he was so eager to see her again.

With just one glance, he can keep her smile in his heart forever...

The figure was getting closer and closer, and gradually enlarged in his blurred vision...

Yang Churuo stumbled and ran towards Chu Yuchen, he woke up, he was still alive, and he did not leave her.

Yang Churuo's heart was full of ecstasy, Shang'er would not lie to her, she knew this clearly, but when she heard it, she still felt like she was in a dream.

After she took the medicine Yi Shuchen gave her, she felt tired and fell asleep as if she was lying among the soft white clouds.

In her sleep, she saw Chu Yuchen's smile, and saw him smiling at her.

But Chang'er's voice came from my ear, saying that Chu Yuchen woke up and he was still alive...

Yang Churuo suddenly opened her eyes, wondering if she was still in a dream, with eager ecstasy, she stumbled and ran all the way, the ground in the dark dense forest was uneven, and there were constant bumps that were tree roots hindering her steps.

But Yang Churuo didn't care about it at this time, and her whole mind was focused on the news that Chu Yuchen had come back to life. She was running, and no matter how rough the road was, she couldn't slow her down a bit.

The first thing that came into view was Chu Yuchen who was lying on the ground. His chest rose and fell slightly, which could be seen at a glance.

Yang Churuo rushed over, and when he was about to approach Chu Yuchen, he heard Yi Shuchen's voice, "No, Churuo, the needles on his body have been pulled out, so you can't touch him now, give him some time."

Yang Churuo looked at Chu Yuchen reluctantly, it was great, he was breathing, and although the slight ups and downs of his chest were weak, it really proved that she was still alive.

With gratitude, she turned her head to look at Yi Shuchen...

Completely different from the gentle and modest gentleman in her impression, Yi Shuchen was kneeling on the ground at this time, and he was still as handsome as a banished fairy on weekdays, but he didn't feel any anger in his whole body, as if he was carved in stone and wood. And out of the general.

Yi Shuchen raised his eyes, and tears of blood rolled down his pale cheeks, like the most infatuated blood alliance on the Sansheng Stone.

"You're here?" Yi Shuchen's voice was dry, but there was an indescribable expression and tenderness.

what happened to him?A genius doctor who is unparalleled in the world has actually made himself so embarrassed.

He is for Yuchen...

No, he is for me...

Yang Churuo rushed over, "Shuchen, stop talking, rest your mind, medicine, there must be some medicine on your body that can relieve it, right?"

Yang Churuo's heart ached very much. She knew all his affection, but she couldn't reciprocate the same affection for him. Her person, her body, and all her heart had been given to Chu Yuchen, and she didn't have a single star left for herself. .

Give as complete and thorough as...

He reached out his hand into Yi Shuchen's arms, wanting to get medicine for him, but felt a biting chill within reach.

Why is he so cold?

(End of this chapter)