I think I've asked everything I needed to ask, and that's temporarily put my concerns at ease.
At this moment, Song Xiwei finally succumbed to drowsiness.
When Song Xiwei woke up, she found herself on a pile of straw.
It was a dilapidated thatched hut, and it was raining outside. Her hand was being held by a burning hot hand...
She turned to look and saw Aoqian curled up to the side, motionless.
"Young Master?" Song Xiwei reached out to take his pulse; his body was burning hot.
"The injuries are so severe! Were they suppressed with medication before?"
She had thought he was really alright, but it turned out that the illusion created by the medication had fooled her.
Song Xiwei carefully examined Aoqian's injuries. Apart from some internal injuries and old wounds, the new wounds were left by Yan Ye's poisoned needles.
When we unbuttoned his clothes, we discovered that the needle marks on his body were turning black and oozing pus. They showed no signs of healing and were severely infected.
If those wounds are not cleaned properly and allowed to fester, the flesh on his body will rot along with them.
Song Xiwei had a terrible headache.
She even thought he was reliable and had matured.
Looking at these wounds now, I feel like I've been slapped in the face.
He is now just a mortal with a physical body, so it is already extremely difficult for him to withstand Kotoha's killing move.
What left Song Xiwei speechless was that this guy concealed his injuries and refused to tell her.
She won't laugh at him!
They wouldn't blame him for being stubborn.
Now that we're going to move forward hand in hand, shouldn't we be more honest with each other?
At least she hadn't hidden anything else from him besides the fact that she was disguised as a man.
Aoqian, though young, is quite cunning and shrewd; you can easily be fooled by him.
Currently, Song Xiwei's natal magic artifact is affected, and she cannot use magic without authorization, otherwise she will suffer a backlash.
Moreover, there is only one way to deal with Aoqian's situation: to tough it out. If he cannot withstand it, then everything will end prematurely.
As Song Xiwei stared at the wounds on Aoqian's body, pondering how to make a decision, Aoqian groggily opened his eyes.
Realizing his clothes were open, Aoqian hurriedly reached out to fasten them, but he was too weak to lift his hand.
"Don't move!" Song Xiwei grabbed his wrist.
At this moment, Song Xiwei looked at Aoqian with a very serious expression, "Young Master, do you know how serious your injuries are!"
Aoqian knew perfectly well that his body, even though he wasn't a doctor, was constantly suffering from old injuries and new ones, and he knew how bad his current physical condition was.
After a moment of silence, he spoke weakly, his eyes darting away, avoiding Song Xiwei's gaze, "I know, Song Xiwei, please stay with me for the last time. After I die, just bury me anywhere, and you can..."
"What do you mean, 'can't'?" Song Xiwei's tone was gloomy as she stared at Aoqian, clearly displeased. "Is this the time to be so pessimistic? Are you giving up on yourself? What was the point of me going through all that trouble?"
After Song Xiwei became angry, Aoqian's lips moved but he didn't speak. He was very weak at the moment and didn't have the strength to argue with Song Xiwei. However, even if he had the strength now, he wouldn't argue with Song Xiwei.
It's understandable that Song Xiwei was angry.
He wasted so much of her time, and in the end, nothing changed.
Instead, it damaged her natal magic weapon, leaving her in such a sorry state.
He wronged her.
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