Chapter 225 Wait for Me

As the sweet smell of medicine spread, Liang Moyuan's mind became a little clearer.

"The divine snow lotus will make people feel tired under the steaming heat, so hold on." Ye Zhonglin's voice reached Liang Moyuan's ears.

But just as Ye Zhonglin finished speaking, Huo Jin opened his eyes.

Liang Moyuan opened her mouth, feeling not joy but fear in her heart.

Huo Jin saw that his eyes were lifeless and it didn't look like he had woken up because of the removal of the poison.

"Not good!" Ye Zhonglin's hurried and panicked voice confirmed Liang Moyuan's guess.

He immediately sealed Huo Jinjian's acupuncture points with a needle, then stuffed the pill he had prepared in advance into Huo Jinjian's mouth and forced him to swallow it.

"Too much poison has flooded into Young Master Huo's heart. He's too weak to bear it for a moment... Mo Yuan! Talk to him more. Whether he can pull through now depends on his will to survive!"

Liang Moyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

She looked at Huo Jin's lifeless eyes, reached out her hand, and gently stroked his cheek.

"Jin Jian, do you remember what you said to me? I promised you that I would be your husband and wife for this life. If you are gone, do you want me to be alone for the rest of my life?"

Liang Moyuan's eyes were red with fatigue from the whole night, and also from the uncontrollable worry and sadness she felt for Huo Jinjian.

"Jinjian, look at me. When you wake up, I will take you to a place that only I have known since I was a child."

"You can't die. If you die, everything I've done since I came back will be burned to ashes."

"If anything happens to you, there will be no place for me in the Huo Mansion. How am I going to survive?"

Liang Moyuan knew that he must be worried about her.

In the last moment of his coma, his eyes were looking straight at her, as if he wanted to engrave her into his soul and not forget her even when he reached the Naihe Bridge.

She kept talking, saying whatever came to her mind.

He even talked about some things in his past life.

"You don't know, if I hadn't remarried you that night, I would have been completely exploited and died of despair."

Liang Moyuan discovered that after she said this, Huo Jinjian's pupils trembled.

"Jin?" Liang Moyuan's breathing stopped.

The eyes that were just foggy suddenly became bright.

Huo Jin's eyes even moved when he saw it.

"Jinjian!" Liang Moyuan grabbed Huo Jinjian's hand and looked into his eyes intently, fearing that it was her illusion.

Huo Jin's neck moved when he saw this.

He raised his head and looked at Liang Moyuan.

At this moment, Liang Moyuan felt that time had stopped.

She saw Huo Jin open his mouth and seemed to say something.

"Jin Jian? What did you say?" Liang Moyuan put her ear close to him.

"Mo Yuan...wait for me...I'll find you soon."

After saying this, Huo Jinjian raised his hand and gently stroked Liang Moyuan's hair.

Their eyes met, and Liang Moyuan saw the attachment to her that was almost bursting out of his eyes.

Liang Moyuan was about to speak when Huo Jin saw her eyes close again.

Ye Zhonglin, who was standing by, wiped his sweat and almost shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Liang Moyuan turned sideways and took Huo Jinjian's hand. Just as she turned around to make room, she saw Ye Zhonglin pull out a dagger and stab it into Huo Jinjian's heart.

“Puff——”

Even though she knew that this was to save Huo Jinjian, Liang Moyuan still felt a twitch and pain in her heart when she saw the dagger pierce his chest.

"Well!"

Seeing that he was unconscious, Huo Jin frowned and looked forbearing.

He subconsciously told himself not to show his pain, otherwise Liang Moyuan would worry.

Liang Moyuan held his hand tightly and prayed in her heart, praying that Huo Jinjian could open his eyes again.

Ye Zhonglin slowly pulled out the dagger that was stuck in his heart.

Streams of black blood gushed out from the wound, and blood seeped from the corners of Huo Jin's mouth.

Ye Zhonglin felt Huo Jinjian's pulse and looked very nervous.

"How is it?" Liang Moyuan looked at Ye Zhonglin, her shoulders straight, revealing her nervousness, worry, and vague expectation.

Ye Zhonglin's frown slowly relaxed, and he exhaled a breath of foul air that had been accumulating for a long time.

"It's done."

Liang Moyuan subconsciously covered her mouth, and tears instantly fell like pearls from a broken string, wetting her fingers.

Looking down, Huo Jin saw that his eyes had opened again.

This time, his eyes were no longer dull and lifeless as before, but instead contained a faint smile and guilt.

"Mo Yuan... thank you for your hard work." His voice was still a little weak, but gentle and firm.

Liang Moyuan was speechless and just shook her head to indicate that it was okay.

"Young Master Huo needs to have a good rest now, so we should..." Before Ye Zhonglin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Liang Moyuan.

"We're going to put on a show."