Chapter 147
At night, Xue Shun did not pull Shen Jiao into his arms as usual, but curled up on his side without even a blanket covering him. He did not even cry out in pain, nor did he pull Shen Jiao to ask her to help rub his abdomen.
He felt a little embarrassed.
After all, this time it was my own fault that I got sick.
He told Shen Jiao not to worry about him and to sleep peacefully.
But in his heart, he couldn't help but hope that Shen Jiao would pay attention to him. Shen Jiao lay there for a while without any care, and finally let him feel awkward.
Of course, the main reason was that Xue Shun's breathing while enduring the pain was too heavy and noisy.
And this person is prone to anger. If Shen Jiao ignores him, he might get angry again, over and over again. Even if she doesn't need to coax him, it will still be awkward to watch.
Xue Shun stretched out his arms and embraced her. Shen Jiao reached out and felt another patch of cold skin. It felt hard as if there were stones beneath the skin. It was the spasming and contracted intestines.
"Push harder,"
Xue Shun took two deep breaths, his voice trembling.
"It will be fine once you rub it open."
It was like this as usual, but Shen Jiao was still a little gentle when she touched his abdomen, which was obviously sunken because he had not eaten.
That made him tremble even more violently. If he were in Liao'e Courtyard, he might have screamed a few times.
But today he just gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Shen Jiao was most afraid of him being quiet. Once Xue Shun was quiet, he wouldn't say a word even if he couldn't bear it anymore. What if he died in her hands accidentally?
"Is the young master okay?"
"Hmm..." Xue Shun responded with difficulty, which didn't sound good.
"I didn't ask the servants here to keep watch. If you feel uncomfortable, you can speak up."
"No... uh, they might hear... Shen Jiao," Xue Shun gasped, "I'm in pain..."
He said in a low, complaining voice, "Well...it would be nice if it could get better...this body is so worn out."
He spoke incoherently, and at the end he clutched the quilt tightly, waiting for the pain to pass.
The man was sweating profusely as if he had been fished out of the water, and he had no strength left. However, the pain would not stop just because he felt uncomfortable.
Just like Shen Jiao sometimes calms down and doesn't like her life, but it won't change just because she doesn't like it.
"Give me two more pills." Xue Shun said to her in a weak voice before the next wave of intestinal and abdominal pain came.
Shen Jiao hesitated. "Doctor Wei said you shouldn't increase the dosage easily. If you get used to it, you'll take more and more in the future."
"I know, but two pills are useless. I'm in so much pain." Xue Shun tried hard to suppress his trembling voice and said this in a calm tone, but it didn't work very well. Shen Jiao heard the sound of his teeth knocking against each other. He was shaking, perhaps because of the pain or perhaps because of fear.
The dosage of Xue Shun's medicine has been increased several times.
An ordinary person would probably get sick if he ate just one, so he added more.
"Take one first, and if it doesn't help, add more, okay?"
"……Um."
Xue Shun made a sound, but Shen Jiao wasn't sure whether it was the sound of his agreement or a cry of pain escaping from his lips and teeth.
Looking at his appearance under the candlelight, he no longer looked like a living person. Shen Jiao gave him a pill and a cup of warm water. He swallowed the pill and drank the water, but soon he vomited it all out, the kind of violent vomiting.
He vomited a large amount of blood, staining the clear water blood red. He retched while holding Shen Jiao tightly. He knelt on the bed and vomited a pool of blood on the ground. He said with difficulty: "Don't go. Help me wipe it off. Don't tell anyone. I'm fine."
Shen Jiao didn't think he was okay.
"Did I use too much force just now? If my stomach has been injured, I should have called a doctor immediately."
"No," Xue Shun knelt on the bed, holding her arm, resting his head on the back of her hand and said, "It's... it hurts in my heart, it's okay..."
"How can it be okay?"
Shen Jiao was about to go out and call for help, but Xue Shun crawled two steps, hugged her around the waist, and almost begged, "Don't go... Shen Jiao... I can hold on, please don't go."
Xue Shun is not someone who avoids seeing a doctor.
There were only two reasons why he didn't want to see a doctor. Either he felt that he was fine and didn't need a doctor and didn't want to go through the trouble, or he didn't like the doctor's treatment method and just wanted Shen Jiao to help him massage it.
No matter which one it is, he will not joke about his own life.
But today he was obviously fighting for his life.
Shen Jiao sat on the edge of the bed with her hands raised. She really didn't know what to do with the person who was holding her. He was crying again. Although his voice was very low, it was still obvious that he was sobbing.
Is there something I missed?
Shen Jiao rarely doubted herself.
"What's wrong, young master?"
She gently pushed Xue Shun apart, slid off the bed, squatted beside the bed with her knees hugged, and looked at his face.
Xue Shun buried his head in his arms in embarrassment and said in a muffled voice: "I'm fine, but you're not allowed to go anyway."
"Don't it hurt?" Shen Jiao touched his damp hair in confusion.
How could Xue Shun not feel pain?
He was in so much pain that everything in his stomach seemed to be churning and twisting, and his body was shaking. He couldn't tell where the pain was coming from.
There was nothing in his stomach, but he still felt like vomiting. His throat was full of a fishy-sweet taste, and he was afraid that he would vomit blood again the next moment.
But he just didn't want Shen Jiao to go, and didn't want to say why.
"Give me the medicine, Shen Jiao, I'll be fine after taking it."
He urged her in a crying voice, as if he was trying to calm her down, or as if he was comforting himself.
Shen Jiao still brought the medicine, two pills. He didn't dare drink water and just swallowed them dry.
Shen Jiao said, "There is no medicine for heart disease. I have to go back to the boat and boil it."
"You are not allowed to go." Xue Shun closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to her, "Give me your hand."
As soon as Shen Jiao reached out, he grabbed her tightly.
He pleaded softly, "Shen Jiao, can you keep watch for me tonight? Don't sleep, just lie down next to me. Call me when it's dawn. I need to wash up. I will definitely eat tomorrow. Just stay with me and don't go anywhere, okay?"
Shen Jiao couldn't refuse him either.
What if he died the moment she closed her eyes?
But even if she didn't close her eyes, he might still die!
The issue is not what Shen Jiao does, but how serious Xue Shun's illness is.
He could die in front of others, but he could never die in front of her alone. If he couldn't explain it clearly, everything would be over.
She remained silent and did not answer.
Xue Shun knelt there and cried even harder, his head still lowered and resting on the bed. He groped for her arm and stroked it while calling her name with a sob: "Shen Jiao, don't go... Shen Jiao..."
His heart couldn't bear it when he cried like that. It seemed as if the area near his heart on his back started to ache, and he couldn't even kneel.
But he still didn't let go.
Shen Jiao stared at him for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Sir, you really want to complete this mission well, right?"
Xue Shun suddenly felt naked and embarrassed.
It seemed as if even the skin and bones had been taken apart.
He didn't answer. He said, "Shen Jiao, promise me that you won't go anywhere. Stay with me and don't ask anyone else to come."
"...Okay." Shen Jiao said softly.
He risked his life with just one word.
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