Chapter 134 Forced Smile
After sending Sizhui away, Wei Wuxian forced himself to talk to Lan Wangji. The pain, suppressed by the medication, returned with a vengeance, even worse than in the morning. It felt like countless needles piercing his internal organs, like a raging fire burning through his meridians. The intense pain, a mixture of hot and cold, made his vision black out.
"I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while." Wei Wuxian's voice trembled. Afraid that Lan Wangji would worry, he forced a smile, turned around and quickly returned to his room.
The moment the door closed, he could no longer hold on and slid down to the floor, coughing violently. This time, the blood he coughed up stained his shirt red, a shocking sight.
I can’t let Lan Zhan see this, I can’t let him worry.
Wei WuXian gritted his teeth, crawled into the bathroom on his hands and knees, and turned on the cold water. The icy water poured over him, making him shudder, but it also temporarily suppressed the burning pain.
He looked at himself in the mirror, his face pale and bloody, a flicker of despair in his eyes. This was the price of the drug's backlash, even more terrifying than Xie Lian had described. But he couldn't stop, at least not in front of Si Zhui.
He dug out sleeping pills from the medicine box and swallowed two without thinking. He wanted to fall asleep, to temporarily escape the endless pain.
“Wei Wuxian!”
The bathroom door was flung open, and Xie Lian stood there, looking at him, soaking wet, blood at the corner of his mouth, and still clutching the medicine bottle in his hand. His face instantly darkened.
That was the first time Wei Wuxian had seen Xie Lian so serious. His usually gentle brows were tightly furrowed, the usual smile gone from his eyes, only a thick, unrelieved anger and worry. Even his voice trembled with suppressed emotion.
"What are you doing?!" Xie Lian walked over quickly and snatched the medicine bottle from his hand. Seeing the label, his face darkened even more. "Are you crazy? Pouring cold water on it? And taking sleeping pills? Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
Wei Wuxian was stunned by his roar. He moved his lips, but because of the pain and weakness, he couldn't say a word.
“Who told you to do this to yourself?” Xie Lian squatted down and carefully helped him up, the anger in his tone gradually replaced by heartache. “That medicine is for you to get through the time you spend with Si Zhui, not for you to use these things to endure the side effects!”
He took off his coat and wrapped it around Wei Wuxian's soaked body, feeling his body's coldness and uncontrollable trembling, his heart aching as if being pricked by needles.
"Do you know how dangerous this is? The cold water will aggravate internal bleeding, and the sleeping pills will conflict with the medicine in your system and damage your nerves!" Xie Lian's voice was still stern, but with an unconcealable urgency. "Do you want Lan Wangji to worry to death? Do you want Si Zhui to lose you again the moment he meets you?!"
Wei Wuxian couldn't help but let his tears fall, mixing with the water droplets on his face and dripping down his chin.
"It hurts..." His voice was broken and helpless, "Brother, it hurts so much... I can't bear it..."
He didn't want to, but the pain was too terrible, like an invisible net, trapping him tightly and making it difficult for him to breathe. He could only think of these stupid ways, just to get rid of it temporarily.
Xie Lian looked at his tearful face, and the anger in his heart instantly dissipated, leaving only a deep sense of heartache. He sighed, reached out and hugged Wei Wuxian tightly, and softened his voice: "I know it hurts, brother. But you can't do it this way, do you understand?"
He patted Wei Wuxian's back gently, as if comforting a wronged child: "I've put the medicine away. Don't touch it again. If it hurts, tell me, or tell Lan Wangji. We'll find a way. You can't just bear it on your own anymore."
Wei Wuxian leaned in his arms, as if he had found an outlet to vent his feelings. The pain and grievances that had been suppressed for so long finally burst out, and he cried so hard that his whole body trembled.
"Brother...I can't hold on any longer..."
“What nonsense!” Xie Lian interrupted him, his tone firm. “With me, your father, and Lan Wangji here, we can definitely hold on! Don’t say such depressing words!”
He helped Wei Wuxian to his feet and walked out carefully: "Go back to bed and lie down first. I'll go call Lan Wangji and get you some medicine to relieve the pain."
Wei WuXian didn't resist, letting him help him back to his room. Even after being placed on the bed and covered with a thick blanket, he couldn't stop shaking. The pain in his body and the fear in his heart intertwined, nearly causing him to collapse.
When Lan Wangji rushed over after hearing the news, this was the scene he saw - Wei Wuxian curled up in the quilt, his face pale, tears silently streaming down his face, and Xie Lian sitting beside the bed, using his spiritual power to relieve his pain, his face solemn.
"What's going on?" Lan Wangji's voice trembled slightly.
Xie Lian looked up at him and briefly explained the situation.
Lan Wangji's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He walked to the bedside, tightly grasped Wei Wuxian's cold hand, and the heartache and self-blame in his eyes almost overflowed.
He hadn't even realized that Wei Wuxian's pain had reached this point.
“Wei Ying…”
Wei Wuxian looked at him, his lips moved, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by a sharp pain, and could only close his eyes in pain.
Xie Lian sighed, "He's having a severe backlash from the drugs. I'll give him acupuncture to suppress it first. Go get some warm water."
Lan Wangji nodded, turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen, his back showing a barely noticeable stiffness.
In the room, Xie Lian took out a silver needle and carefully inserted it into Wei Wuxian's acupoint. Seeing his painful expression, he secretly made up his mind that he must find a way to make Wei Wuxian stop taking the medicine. Even if it would temporarily disappoint Si Zhui, he couldn't let him continue to ruin his body like this.
Some companionship cannot be obtained by forcing yourself.
In the intervals between bursts of pain, Wei Wuxian looked at the ceiling, his heart filled with endless exhaustion and despair.
He seemed like... he really couldn't hold on any longer.
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