Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Who wants to be friends with you.
As soon as Mu Xi put down her chopsticks, Feng Han immediately looked at her, "What's wrong? Is the food not to your taste?"
"No." Mu Xi thought he was a little strange and said, "I'm full. Enjoy."
Mu Xi stood up and prepared to leave. Feng Han had completely lost his appetite and asked her where she was going.
"Go find Doctor Bai."
As soon as Mu Xi finished speaking, Feng Han made a gesture to Ying Zhang, asking him to take the food away.
"I'm going with my wife. I haven't had my pulse checked yet."
"That's fine." Mu Xi was calm. Feng Han calmed down and realized that he might have been overthinking it.
Bai Yi took Feng Han's pulse every day, and her answers were basically the same. She said Feng Han's condition was very stable, but that was just stable.
Feng Han said that when the condition was serious before, it affected his practice of martial arts, but recently it seems that there is no such problem.
"That's it, but the downside is that my wife will get hurt from time to time..."
From his words, Bai Yi obviously suggested that they try a more radical treatment method.
Mu Xi hadn't made up her mind yet, so she didn't hide it and directly expressed her attitude -
"Now that the situation is stable, why not look for other ways?"
Feng Han was used to it and knew she would say that. He agreed, "My lady, you are right. I think so too."
After coming out of Bai Yi's residence, Mu Xi seemed to be going out. Feng Han hurriedly followed her and asked her where she was going.
Mu Xi was a little annoyed by being followed, so she said she wanted to go out for a walk, and Feng Han even offered to go with her.
"Why do you always follow me? You should discuss with Doctor Bai how to remove the poison in your body when you have more time."
Feng Han was speechless, and immediately revealed a sad expression. He whispered, "Doctor Bai's medical skills are superb. My wife and she have been trying to find a solution for me for a while, but they still can't find one... I'm also feeling bored staying here. I want to go out with my wife to relax. Is that not possible? It's not convenient for me to go out alone..."
He directly interpreted Mu Xi's desire to go out as being upset at the villa. Mu Xi wanted to refute it, but then she thought that there might be some reason for this, and a direct rebuttal was wrong... Besides, he even used his gender to show weakness...
Mu Xi hesitated for only a moment, and Feng Han looked extremely aggrieved.
"I know my wife has suffered following me. If you don't want me to follow you, at least take Ying Zhang with you. Otherwise, I really won't let you go..."
"Zonghe!"
While Feng Han was talking, Mu Xi had already started looking around. Just then, she saw a familiar figure and subconsciously called out the other person's name.
Zong He hadn't expected to run into the wife and husband at a time like this, especially since... the husband looked extremely unhappy.
The strange thing was that the husband looked very unhappy, but the wife did not notice it on her face. At least when she saw him, she looked as happy as usual.
Mu Xi walked towards Zong He, but Feng Han was a step slower and stood still.
Zong He looked past Mu Xi and saw the cold expression and eyes of the man behind him, and his heart suddenly shuddered.
He subconsciously took a step back. He was standing on a gravel road, and due to a chain reaction, he accidentally twisted his ankle and fell.
Seeing that he had fallen for some reason, Mu Xi hurried over and tried to help him up, "Are you okay?!"
Zong He didn't answer. He frowned, hissed, and shrank back.
Mu Xi followed his gaze and said, "Oh, your hand is injured!"
When he fell, Zong He reflexively supported himself on the ground with his palms. His palms were scratched by gravel, and a whole area of tiny wounds was bleeding.
"fine……"
"My wife!"
Before Zong He could finish his words, Feng Han, who had followed him at some point, spoke decisively.
As if to stop something from happening.
Zong He looked at Mu Xi, who had a confused expression, and saw that a dagger had appeared in her hand.
I couldn't understand what she wanted to do. Before she could figure it out, the dagger in Mu Xi's hand had been taken away by Feng Han.
"My wife." Feng Han suppressed some emotions, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Zong He is fine, he just had a scratch. Doctor Bai will give him some medicine and he will be fine soon."
Mu Xi was distracted for a moment and uttered an "Oh." She held her forehead, her concern making her confused.
Zong He's injury was not serious, but because Mu Xi had been studying and researching this matter almost every day for more than a month, and would occasionally draw blood for experiments and treat Feng Han, she developed an inexplicable conditioned reflex.
When you see someone you care about getting injured, you subconsciously want to help, as if scratching yourself and letting the blood is not a big deal.
Thinking back, Mu Xi felt a little scared.
Although she believed that Zong He would not tell anyone even if he knew, as long as Feng Han did not trust Zong He, he would be in danger.
Mu Xi restrained her expression and asked Zong He to go find Bai Yi to get medicine, and asked him to say that she asked him to go. It just so happened that this road was very close to Bai Yi's yard.
Zong He immediately refused, saying, "It's just a minor injury, it's okay."
"Go ahead, don't be embarrassed. Doctor Bai's medicine will be more effective. You don't want to affect your work, do you?"
Zong He was stunned for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it.
It was not until Zong He walked away that Mu Xi turned around and realized that Feng Han's face was terribly gloomy.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"What's wrong?"
Feng Han was so angry that he was shaking all over.
It's just that he had been suppressing his rage before, and now that Zong He left, Mu Xi asked him in such a nonchalant tone, he couldn't control himself at all and revealed his true nature.
Mu Xi could see that Feng Han was angry, and quite angry.
Thinking back to that brief moment, she felt a little guilty. "I know... I won't do it again next time."
Mu Xi looked away and looked at her toes. "Who made me do this all the time? It's become a muscle memory. When I see others getting hurt, I feel like I should help..."
"No." Feng Han took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and held Mu Xi's wrist. "He only had a scratch on his palm, and there was a little blood. You want to hurt yourself to save him?"
Xi's subconscious reactions just now made Fenghan want to kill one more person every time he thought about it!
Mu Xi pulled out the dagger so smoothly that she didn't even think about it and just wanted to bleed him to help him.
What on earth was she thinking...
Mu Xi frowned and shook off Feng Han's hand, rubbing her wrist, "You're a little too strong, don't you feel it?"
She glared at Feng Han and said, "I know. It's because I was too slow to react. I won't do it again next time. Okay?"
After Mu Xi finished speaking, she didn't care what Feng Han thought or what he had to say, and just turned around and left.
It was obvious that Feng Han was also a stubborn person. He followed Mu Xi silently. The two of them didn't speak all the way, both of them were holding back their anger.
Only when they returned to their residence did Feng Han dismiss all the servants, including Ying Zhang.
Ying Zhang didn't understand why and stood outside, wishing he could find a way to put his ears in to listen to what they were saying inside.
Seeing this scene, Mu Xi knew that the matter was not over yet. On her way back, she thought that Feng Han was so angry mostly because he blamed her for not caring enough about him.
If this matter were to be spread accidentally, she would definitely be killed.
Thinking about it this way, Mu Xi also felt that there was something wrong with his previous attitude.
So, before Feng Han could speak, Mu Xi took the initiative to apologize to him, "I had a bad tone just now. I'm sorry, it's my fault. I will definitely not do that again next time. I promise you."
She said, "I know why you're angry, and I know you're so angry because you're worried about me. Just treat this as a lesson. Don't be angry. At least everything's okay, right?"
Mu Xi said this and shook Feng Han's arm.
Feng Han remained unmoved and kept staring into her eyes.
Mu Xi felt uneasy when being looked at. Just when she was worrying about what to do with him, she heard Feng Han say -
"Madam, can you answer a question for me truthfully?"
Mu Xi nodded and released his arm, "Ask."
Feng Han lowered his eyes, as if forcing himself to calm down. After taking a sip of tea, he softly asked her, "Madam, you say you know you were wrong now because you've come to your senses... and realized that Zong He only suffered a minor injury, so there's no need to use your blood. So... if he's seriously injured, possibly crippled, but not life-threatening, will you save him?"
Mu Xi thought about it, although that would still expose her...
But Zong He had always had a hard life. He was such a good person, but just because he was different from the image that others imagined he would be, he was always discriminated against and hurt...
And Zong Lu, she is always worried about what will happen to Zong He if she dies in the future. If Zong He accidentally becomes disabled, it will be too miserable for both mother and son.
Let’s talk about whether it will be exposed or not. Mu Xi believes that based on their character, they will definitely keep the secret for her.
After some careful consideration, Mu Xi gave the answer, "Of course."
With a snap, the teacup in Fenghan's hand shattered and the tea spilled all over the table.
The noise startled Mu Xi. When she saw Feng Han gently open his palm and the red color mixed with broken porcelain pieces flowed out, she was so frightened that she stood up directly.
"you--"
Mu Xi was very clear-headed at this time. She certainly wouldn't think that this situation was because the teacup failed quality inspection and broke inexplicably in Feng Han's hands.
Feng Han stared at his hands blankly, "Ah, it's okay, this cup should be replaced, my lady should be careful when using it."
Mu Xi: “…”
It's a bit scary.
Feng Han lowered his head expressionlessly and wiped his wound with his other hand. It was still bleeding. Mu Xi couldn't bear to watch his actions.
"Stop struggling."
Mu Xi sat next to Feng Han, took his hand and carefully helped him clean the broken porcelain pieces from the wound.
After making sure it was clean, he rinsed it with warm tea from the teapot, picked up a porcelain shard and planned to scratch his finger to treat it.
At this point, Feng Han stopped her.
"No need, it's just a minor injury, it will heal in a few days."
Mu Xi pursed her lips, "Don't be polite, it's not the first time..."
Feng Han pulled his hand back directly, stubborn and sad.
"Need not."
Mu Xi was about to say something when Feng Han suddenly raised his hand. Mu Xi followed and observed that the blood had stopped flowing and the wound did not seem as serious as it had looked before.
oh.
Mu Xi suddenly remembered that she still had blood left in Feng Han's body, which could help him repair himself.
Fenghan looked even sadder.
"Why……"
Mu Xi thought he was confused about the current situation, so she started to explain to him, "Didn't I donate blood to Doctor Bai a few days ago..."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Han looked at her with burning eyes.
The strong emotions in those eyes almost made Mu Xi breathless. She suddenly realized that she seemed to be thinking in the wrong direction, and the words she had not finished speaking came to an abrupt end.
"Why are you willing to save Zonghe?"
Mu Xi couldn't understand why he was still dwelling on the previous question. Did this question have any special meaning? She didn't understand it at all.
"Because in your scenario, if you don't save him, he'll be crippled, which is worse than death. And he's my friend, just like you. For example, if Ying Zhang was seriously injured, I wouldn't hesitate to save him."
"How can this be the same? How can they be the same as me?"
Feng Han seemed to be about to go crazy with anger. He stood up, took two hurried steps, and then sat back down.
Mu Xi looked at his hand and saw that it was no longer bleeding, so she felt relieved.
"Ying Zhang and Bai Yi are my people. With me here, they won't do or attempt to do anything to hurt you. But who is that ugly guy? How long have you known him? Can you be sure he won't betray your information to others? What benefits will you gain by saving him?"
Mu Xi was already a little angry when she heard him say the word "ugly", so she directly retorted: "I didn't expect to get any benefits from saving you."
She took a deep breath and said, "At least, I don't want to hear anyone call him ugly in this villa anymore. He was just born in the wrong place. We are all human beings, and we are all men. As people of the same gender, you should understand how difficult his life is and shouldn't belittle him like that."
"Are you speaking for him?" Feng Han sneered and looked at Mu Xi in disbelief. "Are you arguing with me about him?"
"You were the one who started the argument." Mu Xi refused to give in. "I don't know where you got all this anger from."
Mu Xi is a person who really doesn't like to face conflicts. She hates quarrels, and she doesn't understand why they started quarreling.
"Because he said he looks like me!" Feng Han looked at her straightly, "How can we be the same? Do you think I look like him? Have we known each other for the same time? Or..."
Feng Han almost stopped talking before he finished. Mu Xi looked at him, "Or what?" She said, "We've come this far, why not just pour out everything you want to say."
Feng Han clenched his teeth and said, "You actually care more about him than me? Such an ugly guy can easily win your favor, but I can't. What do you think of me?"
Mu Xi was stunned, looking at Feng Han in disbelief, and a nameless anger rose in her.
She said directly: "If you must discuss this issue..."
Mu Xi took a deep breath, paused, and said, "I think we have always been in a relationship of patient and antidote. I didn't expect anything from you. On the contrary, you have been trying to take what you need from me since the very beginning. You have done everything you can to save me. I am willing to save you because I want you to live, but you are too outrageous. Don't you have any sympathy for another poor person of the same sex? What are you struggling with? Is it a child's possessiveness or... some trick of 'because you play well with me, you can't play well with others'? Don't be so childish!"
"childish?"
Feng Han laughed for a moment, "Patient and antidote? Do you think our relationship is just like that?"
"What else?" Mu Xi subconsciously retorted, then sighed softly, "Before this, I thought we could be considered friends, but after this, I'm not sure anymore."
She said, "Whether it is or not depends on you."
"Who wants to be friends with you?" Feng Han said in front of Mu Xi's surprised eyes: "I told you that I like you, right? How can you pretend to be blind? Forget it completely? And then tell others..."
Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, her long eyelashes twitched a few times, and she looked a little dazed.
"Well...those were just ways you wanted me to help you stay alive. I never took them seriously, so don't try to trick yourself into it."
Mu Xi forced herself to calm down and tried to persuade him kindly, "I don't hold a grudge against you for lying to me, and you don't have to sacrifice anything for it. Now that we've spoken out, I can tell you clearly that even if I can't find any other solution and that's the only option left, I will still choose to save you. Relationships between people can actually be simplified. They're not as complicated as you think, requiring the exchange of interests..."
Before he could finish his words, Mu Xi suddenly felt a warmth on the back of his hand which was placed on the table.
When she tilted her head, she saw bright red sprayed on the back of her hand... and on the table.
Feng Han sat down with his hands on his chest, his eyes were unfocused, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Blood dripped from the table and fell to the ground, becoming more conspicuous.
Damn, this seems a bit serious.
Mu Xi quickly stood up and ran out to ask Ying Zhang to ask Doctor Bai to come over immediately.
When I went back to the room, I saw Fenghan sitting in the same position, his movements basically unchanged, but his head was down.
"Feng Han..."
Mu Xi walked over and shook him carefully, but unexpectedly Feng Han seemed to be unconscious and fell towards her.
"Feng Han!"
Mu Xi called his name anxiously, but Feng Han's eyelids seemed heavy, as if he had no intention of opening his eyes.
She carried him to the bed and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that his breathing was very weak.
Never mind, give blood first.
Mu Xi directly cut her palm, but fortunately Feng Han's previous injury had not yet healed completely, so there was no need to cut it again.
She gently held Fenghan's hand, wound to wound, and never let go.
After a while, Mu Xi began to feel weak all over, with stars in her eyes, and when she even had difficulty breathing, Ying Zhang came with Bai Yi and separated them.
"What's going on?" Bai Yi asked Mu Xi. Mu Xi's face was pale and her lips moved, but she couldn't speak.
"Help the lady sit down quickly. She has lost too much blood. Give her this."
Ying Zhang responded, helped Mu Xi up, let her lean against the bed while he leaned against her, and fed her the pill given by Bai Yi.
Bai Yi was quietly taking Feng Han's pulse, his face serious and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"What's going on?"
Mu Xi couldn't speak yet, so Bai Yi asked about Ying Zhang.
Ying Zhang was not in the room, so he had no idea what happened between the two of them in the room. He just said in panic that he didn't know either.
"It seems like... there was a quarrel, but I don't know what exactly happened."
Bai Yi exclaimed, "Oh my!" "What's going on? Why is there such a serious quarrel?" She sighed and continued to take the patient's pulse.
After a while, he withdrew his hand, looked at Mu Xi, and said, "The young master's condition is not very good now, but my lady has handled it well. With your blood, he shouldn't have any big problems. He will wake up in the second half of the night at the latest, but..."
Mu Xi was much better now. With a pale face, she asked Bai Yi, "But what?"
"...Even though my lady bled herself to the point of feeling dizzy and weak, it seems the calamity of impermanence within the young master's body still hasn't been completely suppressed."
Bai Yi looked at Feng Han and then at Mu Xi with a look of deep sorrow, "What on earth is going on? What on earth were you arguing about?"
Mu Xi: “…”
She felt her heart pounding so hard that she felt like vomiting.
I don’t know how to explain it to them.
"I'm not sure either..."
After experiencing the dizziness and now the palpitations and discomfort, Mu Xi could hardly remember what they were arguing about before.
Why did they start arguing? Why did his condition become so serious? What was Fenghan angry about? What was Fenghan throwing a tantrum about? Why did he vomit blood for no apparent reason?
Mu Xi didn't understand at all, and even couldn't remember the details of what she had experienced.
After listening to what Bai Yi said, Ying Zhang couldn't control his expression at all and looked like he was about to cry.
"How could this happen?" He couldn't believe it. "Didn't Doctor Bai always say that the young master's condition was stable when he took his pulse every day?"
Ying Zhang wiped his face and came up with a bold guess. He looked at Mu Xi and asked, "Did someone sneak into the villa? Did someone attack the young master?"
"No." Bai Yi denied his guess without waiting for him to continue thinking.
Bai Yi said, "If someone had poisoned you, you wouldn't have noticed it if you took your pulse." She emphasized, "No one poisoned you. Perhaps it was just you... his emotions were too volatile, or maybe he just didn't know what he was thinking and didn't want to live anymore..."
Mu Xi turned to look at Bai Yi, only to find that Bai Yi had been looking at her before.
These words were meant for her.
Mu Xi covered his chest and retched a few times, but couldn't vomit anything out, feeling very uncomfortable.
Bai Yi handed over another small pill and asked Mu Xi to take it with water.
Ying Zhang helped her, but Mu Xi's hands and feet were weak and she still felt very uncomfortable.
Bai Yi said, "Madam, please take a nap. I will take care of the young master."
Mu Xi nodded, she knew she couldn't help now.
Ying Zhang helped her to the outer room, and Mu Xi heard Bai Yi say, "My lady needs to make a decision."
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