After walking about a hundred meters, An Yuan'er remained uneasy.
Lan Jingtang's misfortune was ultimately her fault.
Is it really okay to just leave him on the river to die?
In An Yuan'er's mind, two little people were fighting wildly.
“An Yuan’er, your life is your life too, you did nothing wrong.”
"You're absolutely right. You're just letting someone die. Besides, he's a miracle doctor. If you save him, he can save even more people. What good are you, all you do is eat and drink all day?"
"But even if I'm useless, I'm still Daddy's most precious little darling, my brother's sweet little sister, and Yi Chenli. I have to stay with him."
"......"
An Yuan'er was extremely conflicted.
*
Lan Jingtang lay on the river, his body feeling cold.
He stared blankly at the sky, watching his body gradually go numb and his blood grow colder. He realized that waiting for death was such a terrifying thing.
At this moment, Lan Jingtang was filled with anxiety and fear.
The most painful thing is that a doctor cannot heal himself.
Actually, he could have lived. That little liar had deceived him so many times. If he had just lied to her once, saying that sucking blood wouldn't be a problem, he could have lived.
But Lan Jingtang didn't do that. He was burdened with the expectations of his family and couldn't just die like that, but he was still unwilling to trade his life for another, and he didn't want to use that little girl's life to exchange for his own.
My gaze slowly emptied, but suddenly, a shadow fell over my head.
Lan Jingtang heard that familiar voice again.
"I'm back."
Lan Jingtang panicked for the first time when he saw the girl who had returned.
"Why...did you come back?"
An Yuan'er struggled with the decision for a long time, but ultimately couldn't overcome her inner hurdle.
Her voice was resolute: "I've come back to save you."
Lan Jingtang forced an exaggerated laugh: "Stop joking, this is not funny at all."
An Yuan'er didn't laugh: "I'm serious. If I leave you, I won't be able to get through this, I'll feel uneasy here."
An Yuan'er pointed to her heart.
Although there are great risks involved in bloodsucking, if Lan Jingtang is left here alone, he will only die here.
An Yuan'er couldn't help but take life so lightly.
Lan Jingtang started to go berserk: "I don't need your help, get out! Get out!"
Lan Jingtang resisted.
An Yuan'er lowered her head and grabbed his right arm.
She chuckled softly, "It's too late. I'm stubborn too; once I've made a decision, it's a real decision."
An Yuan'er's hands were trembling; she was genuinely afraid.
Tears welled up uncontrollably in the girl's eyes. Before sucking blood, her eyes were red as she looked at Lan Jingtang: "Can you promise me one thing? If I unfortunately die, will you help heal my friend's leg?"
Lan Jingtang vehemently refused: "I won't save you. Let me tell you, I won't agree, so don't waste your time."
The first time Lan Jingtang saw a girl cry, the way she cried was heartbreaking.
She was usually all smiles and cunning around him; he had never seen her cry like this before.
He was terrified, but he still tried to act tough.
Lan Jingtang was still resisting, but a small head nestled against his arm, gently touching his wound.
An Yuan'er sucks blood and then spits it out, mechanically repeating this action over and over again.
Lan Jingtang felt numb all over, as if he were being electrocuted, and the sensations in his arms were being amplified.
The girl's lips, like feathers, brushed against his wounds, possessing the power to soothe all traumas.
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