Gu Youran looked puzzled, but quickly calmed down and nodded obediently, "Okay, I promise you."

Did Shi Heng notice something?

She had been concealing the backlash symptoms of the Nine Star Ring very well.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she shook her head secretly.

If he really knew, given his personality, he would have locked her in the room and never left her side. How could he have given her such calm instructions?

"What are you thinking about again?" Shi Heng pinched the tip of her nose, the tenderness in his eyes as always.

Gu Youran leaned into his arms, hiding the complicated expression that flashed across her face. "Nothing, it's only three in the morning. Go back to sleep."

Shi Heng lay down again and held her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

She leaned against his chest, listened to his gradually steady heartbeat, and whispered, "Go to sleep, I'll be here with you."

…

Before the two fell asleep, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Master! Madam! Madam is in trouble!"

Shi Heng suddenly opened his eyes and pulled back the quilt.

Gu Youran beside him also woke up immediately. The two looked at each other and stood up at the same time.

The door opened, and Zhuo Lin stood outside with a pale face. "Madam suddenly vomited blood and fainted. The head of the family asks you two to come over immediately."

Shi Heng leaned over to block Gu Youran's pajamas, which hadn't been tidied yet, and said coldly, "I know."

In the corridor, Gu Youran buttoned up her coat as she walked, "Wasn't Mom fine last night?"

"I don't know." Shi Heng's pace became faster and faster. "Dad never wakes us up late at night."

In the master bedroom, Tao Nianwan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, dark purple blood foam constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the purple-black lines on his neck were spreading towards his face.

"Mom!" Shi Heng rushed to the bed, his heart clenched tightly.

The nightmare from a year ago seemed to be replayed, with toxins corroding the skin and causing it to ulcerate and fester.

His mother's grief-stricken look remains the deepest shadow in his heart.

On the other side of the bed, Shi Zhengyang knelt on the ground, tightly holding his wife's cold hand.

This man who was so decisive in the business world was now hunched over, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse and incoherent, "Ah Wan... hold on..."

Just a few hours ago, Tao Nianwan took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, and the two of them lingered together, as if they had returned to the sweet love of their honeymoon days.

She leaned in his arms and whispered softly, discussing travel plans for their 30th wedding anniversary, happiness unconcealable in her eyes and eyebrows.

But in the blink of an eye, his wife was lying on the bed with a pale face.

He felt like the whole world was collapsing before his eyes, and his heart seemed to be torn apart alive.

Gu Youran came to the bedside, put his fingers on Tao Nianwan's wrist, and his pulse was weak and disordered.

She stared at the purple-black lines spreading on Tao Nianwan's neck, her heart trembling.

This is clearly a symptom of an outbreak of "entering dreams".

But, this doesn't make sense.

She had just examined Tao Nianwan's pulse a week ago, and the residual toxins had been suppressed very well, so it shouldn't have suddenly worsened.

Unless... Tao Nianwan comes into contact with the trigger.

According to the master’s ancient books, “Entering the Dream” has a long dormant period, but it is most afraid of “Erosion of the Heart Orchid”.

This rare flower, which blooms once every hundred years, grows on cliffs covered with snow all year round. Once it comes into contact with toxins, it will cause a fatal backlash.

"Youbao, can my mother be saved?" Shi Heng's hoarse voice brought her back to reality.

Gu Youran's throat tightened, "The toxins in Mom's body were triggered prematurely..."

"You Ran!" Shi Zhengyang suddenly kowtowed heavily, his forehead hitting the floor with a dull thud. "Save her... please..."

"Everyone get out! I need to give you acupuncture and need quiet." Gu Youran ordered.

Shi Heng grabbed her wrist and said, "No! We can think of other ways."

Master Liaochen’s warning from yesterday was still fresh in her mind. She could no longer use the Nine Star Ring to save people.

"It's too late. If the poison is not detoxified within twelve hours..." Before Gu Youran finished speaking, Shi Zhengyang rang his head again.

"Dad!" Shi Heng quickly stepped forward to help but was pushed away.

He looked at his mother who was vomiting black blood on the bed, then looked at Gu Youran with eyes full of determination, and finally let go dejectedly.

He helped his father up and walked out. The moment the door closed, the Nine Star Ring burst into a dazzling golden light.

Shi Heng leaned against the door frame and slowly slid down to sit on the ground, his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

"Ah Heng..."

Shi Zhengyang's veins bulged as he gripped the pocket watch. Inside the watch cover was a wedding photo of him and his wife.

The sound of the second hand ticking was infinitely amplified in the quiet corridor, like a death knell of a countdown.

When the hour hand went through the second circle, Shi Heng suddenly jumped up and grabbed his father's collar, "Do you know that every time Youbao uses the Nine Star Ring, it will..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his father's suddenly old face was reflected in his bloodshot eyes.

Shi Zhengyang's pupils contracted violently, and the front of his pajamas was still stained with the black blood vomited by his wife.

He pressed his son's shoulders with trembling hands, "Awan had a difficult labor and suffered heavy bleeding when she gave birth to you..."

"Enough!" Zhuo Lin inserted himself between the two of them.

He placed one hand on Shi Heng's chest and the other hand to stop the staggering Shi Zhengyang. "The Madam's life or death is uncertain in there. Do you want to distract the Madam?"

Shi Heng punched the wall, and blood flowed down the patterns on the wallpaper.

Shi Zhengyang sat dejectedly opposite, with the collar of his pajamas open, revealing an old gunshot wound on his collarbone, which was left to protect Tao Nianwan during her pregnancy.

Two hours later, the door to the master bedroom finally opened.

Gu Youran walked out with a pale face, holding on to the door frame, and the loose hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat.

"Youbao!" Shi Heng rushed over and supported her.

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