Chapter 76 Once his blood loses its effect, ...
That night, Xiao Che returned early to be with Yan Jiarou. The girl was very happy, happy that he had handled the important matter so well, and also happy that he would be able to spend more time with her in the future.
Xiao Che had dinner with her. Yan Jiarou had been listless lately. Although she was in a better mood tonight because of Xiao Che's company, she was still not in good spirits overall.
It seemed like they were very tired, or rather, very lethargic, as if they desperately needed something to nourish and soothe them.
Xiao Che fed her a simple meal, helped her wash up, and then carried her to bed.
Once in bed, the little girl seemed a bit better. She nestled against Xiao Che, her beautiful, dark eyes glistening with tears, her cheeks flushed, and said somewhat impatiently, "Brother, I want..."
Whenever she looked at him like that, Xiao Che felt a slight pain on the side of his neck. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a half-smile.
The little girl was delicate and soft. Although she looked chubby, she actually had no weight at all. Pressing her against him was no different from having a ball of cotton covering his body.
He raised his hand and stroked her back, slowly, finally stopping at the slightly sunken corner of her waist: "You just want this? Aren't you going to give me anything in return?"
He tapped his cheek with his finger and chuckled softly, "Baby, kiss me."
Yan Jiarou couldn't wait to kiss him. She was feeling very uncomfortable, and the physical contact with Xiao Che made her feel a little better.
From his forehead to his chin, the little rabbit kissed almost every inch of his face. Xiao Che raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and smiled vaguely, "Why are you being so well-behaved today? Hmm?"
"You've always been so good..." Yan Jiarou nuzzled his face, her words muffled, "Brother, I feel so bad..."
"Feeling unwell?" Xiao Che frowned, rubbing the back of her head. "Didn't we just feed her blood yesterday?"
He thought Yan Jiarou wanted to have her blood drawn simply because she was craving it, but he didn't expect it to have reached the point of "feeling unwell".
He stopped teasing her and pressed down on the back of her neck, making her lean against his neck to draw blood.
After the blood was drawn, she didn't show the usual satisfied expression. An unnatural flush rose on her fair face, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and temples: "No, I still feel unwell...so unwell...the blood isn't working anymore..."
The blood transfusion was no longer effective, meaning her current strange illness urgently needed a new cure.
He didn't know what it was.
Xiao Che frowned, finally realizing the seriousness of the situation.
However, there are no good solutions at the moment.
He could only pat her back gently, constantly comforting her, "Then what do you want? Yan Yan, tell me what you want right now, and I will help you."
"I...I don't know..."
Yan Jiarou was almost in tears. She knew that whatever she wanted, Xiao Che would give it to her if he had it.
But she knew absolutely nothing about it.
All she knew was the mad craving, her body was in extreme pain, and Xiao Che's blood was no longer effective.
The new antidote was still in Xiao Che's body, but she didn't know what it was.
She could only rely on instinct to keep rubbing against his body, her body temperature rising rapidly, even her breath was scalding.
His jet-black hair was soaked with sweat and clung to his cheeks.
Her originally fair cheeks were now tinged with a cherry blossom pink.
Her dark, moist eyes looked at him with tears welling up, her eyelashes wet, and she called his name softly.
It sounds like some kind of small animal courting.
Yan Jiarou's remaining rationality made her realize how out of control she was, but she simply couldn't control herself.
Perhaps there were signs before today's events, and she had been suppressing them for a long time, so once they erupted, they were particularly turbulent.
Perhaps because Xiao Che had been busy with disaster relief, she subconsciously felt that she must not affect him at this time, so she was still able to barely control her body's reaction. Now that she knew that the disaster relief was over, she had no more worries, and the restlessness and addiction in her body surged up in a rush, which she could no longer suppress.
Her consciousness was gradually fading, and even the sounds she made couldn't help but escape from her red lips. She called out "Brother..." in a sweet voice, looking at him with a bewildered and helpless gaze, filled with a secret longing.
She lay on the bed, and after a few movements, her hair became disheveled, her jet-black hair spreading out. She was already beautiful, but now, moved by emotion, her face became even more radiant.
Her long, flowing black hair framed her bright and beautiful face. Her rosy lips were slightly parted, revealing a soft, red tongue. Her pearly teeth gently bit her tongue, making her look incredibly tempting.
Her clothes had already come undone during the previous movement, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Due to the slight sideways movement, deep cleavage was also visible.
Yan Jiarou was completely unaware of her current state, looking at him with hazy eyes, and softly murmured, "Brother..."
Xiao Che's temples throbbed.
Just one glance was enough to make my mouth go dry.
But now is clearly not the time for indulgence.
Yan Jiarou is clearly acting strangely.
His body felt like it was on fire, burning intensely hot, and he was clearly no longer in a state of consciousness.
This subconsciously reminded him of a time when she had a fever as a child, and her body was just as hot.
That fever almost killed her, and nearly killed him too.
He inevitably left a shadow.
Yan Jiarou's body was burning hot, which made him subconsciously feel uneasy.
He didn't know if Yan Jiarou would suffer any harm to her body if she continued to be in this state.
This made him extremely irritable.
But he simply didn't know how to help her.
His blood was completely useless.
To alleviate her strange illness, a new medicine may be needed, but what exactly is it?
He had no clue what to do.
Yan Jiarou is currently delirious and can only tease him haphazardly. Apart from rubbing against his body and calling out to him sweetly, she can't say anything of value and can't give him any hints.
Xiao Che let out a frustrated sigh, lay down and hugged her from behind, burying his face in her neck and taking a deep breath: "Yan Yan, what do I have to do to help you?"
Unfortunately, I'm not in the capital right now, so I can't find the mute doctor immediately; otherwise, he might have a solution.
When Xiao Che thought of the mute doctor, he naturally thought of Yan Xiao.
This connection reminded him of the two brocade pouches that Yan Xiao had given him before he left.
He instructed him that if Yan Jiarou's condition improved, he should open the brocade pouch, first the blue one, then the red one.
Xiao Che suddenly sat up in bed, about to get out, when Yan Jiarou coiled around him like a water snake from behind, her voice slightly tearful and whiny, saying, "Don't...don't go..."
Her body was burning hot, like it was on fire, while Xiao Che's skin was like fine jade, cool to the touch. She haphazardly tugged at his inner garment, rubbing herself against him fiercely, only when her skin was in contact with his could she let out a comfortable sigh and feel a little better.
Xiao Che could only pat her back gently and soothe her softly, "Be good, I know how to help you. Wait for me for a while, and listen to me." Finally, he half-coaxed and half-forced her off his body.
For the first time, he realized that Yan Jiarou's clinginess was not a good thing.
After Xiao Che left, Yan Jiarou lay on the bed, sobbing softly. She rubbed against the corner of the blanket haphazardly, feeling her body burning even more intensely. Xiao Che was not by her side, unable to comfort or soothe her.
But it was precisely this craving and restlessness that made her extremely uncomfortable, forcing her to regain some clarity.
So when Xiao Che returned, he opened the blue brocade pouch in front of her, took out the note inside, and told her that this was a prescription Yan Xiao had obtained from the mute doctor. He instructed her to follow the prescription once her condition improved, and that it should alleviate her symptoms.
She took the note tremblingly, opened it, and was able to make out its meaning.
But upon seeing him, her cheeks burned even hotter, and her mind cleared considerably. The previous infatuation vanished instantly, the color draining from her flushed cheeks. Yan Jiarou's lips trembled as she stared at him in disbelief: "You, you..."
Xiao Che frowned, a hint of confusion on his face: "What's wrong?"
After asking her the question, he saw that she didn't answer, but just bit her lip tightly, looking like she was about to cry, as if she found it very difficult to speak. He frowned slightly, took the note from her hand, looked down at it, and his expression froze: "…………" and then he didn't say anything.
The note clearly stated that once his blood lost its effectiveness, his semen should be used instead.
An eerie silence fell over the air.
Yan Jiarou was the first to cry out, "How...how could this be?" The antidote she needed couldn't possibly be Xiao Che's...
She stared at him with a suspicious and indignant look, crying, "You...did you just write this randomly...?"
She couldn't accept it at all, and suspected that Xiao Che wanted to treat her this way, so he deliberately made such a joke to deceive her!
Xiao Che's eyes instantly turned cold, and he chuckled briefly, "Is this how you think of me, Yan Jiarou? What do you take me for?"
He grabbed her wrist, pulled her close, and said coldly, "If you don't want to, do you think I can force you?"
"I would never force a woman."
"Princess Qinghe, you are overthinking things."
"Since you're so worried about what I might do to you, then I'll leave. Now you can rest easy." "Now that you suspect me of having ulterior motives, you're even starting to doubt people. You don't seem to be out of your mind. I suppose you're not feeling unwell anymore. Very well, then I'll leave. You should get some rest."
After saying that, he shook off Yan Jiarou's wrist and turned to get out of bed.
Yan Jiarou was stunned. She realized that Xiao Che seemed really angry, and he was about to leave... No, she couldn't let him go...
Every vein and meridian in his body was screaming for him to stay, to stay, not to let him go...
A frenzy of longing and restlessness swept over my entire body.
She wasn't in pain at all, contrary to what Xiao Che had said.
After a brief period of clarity, an even stronger backlash ensued.
Reason teetered on the brink of collapse, but her body's instincts compelled her to crawl forward, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind just before he got out of bed: "Don't...don't go..."
She sobbed, "Brother... don't be angry, don't leave me... I feel so bad..."
Xiao Che ultimately softened his heart.
He turned and stroked her cheek, gently wiping away her tears with his fingertips: "No matter what, I will never abandon you."
"Of course I'll help you,"
He frowned: "But...would you be willing to let me help you?"
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