Chapter 98 The Rabbit's Shedding
In the early morning, fine snow was falling outside the window, and the branches were covered with a thick layer of snow.
I woke up amidst a sharp pain and the urge to vomit.
Hearing the heavy, disordered breathing beside her, Wen Yanyu opened her eyes slightly, slowly moved Fu Hanchuan's arm away from her, and slowly moved off the other side of the bed.
Having barely slept for a month, Fu Hanchuan was finally forced to take sleeping pills before he could fall asleep. After finally drifting off, he was engulfed in nightmares, completely unaware of everything around him.
Wen Yanyu covered her mouth, pulled the blanket up for the person next to her, and tiptoed off the bed.
Until I entered the bathroom and closed the door tightly.
Wen Yanyu bent down to splash cold water on his face, but the intense nausea made him weak all over and he almost fell over.
Wen Yanyu braced his hands on the edge of the sink, his forehead against his forearms, gasping for breath. He vomited a pool of black blood, his voice muffled, and cold sweat streamed down his face. He could no longer hold back his cough, which echoed intermittently in the bathroom.
Having been lying in bed for a long time without walking, Wen Yanyu's calves trembled, and she lost her balance, her body hitting the ground hard.
The moment her arm hit the tile, it scraped her skin. Wen Yanyu couldn't help but let out a weak cry of pain, but quickly slumped back down due to exhaustion.
The tile floor was cold and hard, and lying on it was hardly comfortable, but I simply didn't have the strength to get up.
Wen Yanyu simply curled up on the ground, pressing her bent knees tightly against her abdomen, and biting her rolled-up clothes with her teeth.
Although this would cause me to vomit more blood, the pain was so intense that painkillers had no effect, and there was no other way to cope at the moment.
It felt like a cold flame was burning inside my body, scorching the rotting flesh and blood again and again, allowing new life to take root inside. The twisting pain churned in my stomach.
It is pain.
They are also newcomers.
After he woke up, he cooperated with a full-body examination, but the hospital couldn't find the cause of the problem and was helpless. He knew the cause of the problem, but it was too fantastical to tell him.
Fu Hanchuan, who had originally planned to take him abroad for treatment, finally gave up the idea after his explanation.
As a result, starting from the day I returned from the hospital check-up, this happened every day, gradually becoming two days, three days, and now five days.
The brand marks on my body faded away layer by layer, and the old wounds on my arms began to itch, hurt, and scab over.
He should have been happy.
But Fu Hanchuan's worry was impossible to hide; his eyes had barely closed since he entered the hospital.
His face grew thinner and more tired each day, his nerves became more and more taut, and his whole body was filled with an increasingly heavy aura of resentment and fear.
Every time she had an episode in front of Fu Hanchuan, even when the pain was so intense that she was losing consciousness, she could still hear his intermittent cries.
Every night when I fall asleep.
The tightly clenched hands, the suppressed sobs in my ears, the heartbeat that was heavier and more chaotic than usual, the breathing, the lingering smell of blood in the air, and the ever-present coffee and stimulants in the house.
All of this made his sense of guilt even heavier.
Fu Hanchuan is suffering because of himself.
I know that.
Wen Yanyu forced herself to stay calm and didn't scream. She lay curled up on the ground for a long time before finally getting through the most intense wave of pain.
As the excruciating pain finally subsided, my muddled mind gradually cleared, but the scene before me remained blurry.
Wen Yanyu struggled to his feet, his body still drenched in cold sweat. His clothes were soaked through, and his soft gray hair clung to his forehead, making him look as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He looked disheveled and embarrassed.
Having just endured the excruciating pain, her body was still limp, and she was still breathing heavily. With the slightest movement, another mouthful of thick, black blood gushed out with each breath.
Black blood mixed with water continuously flowed from the sink into the sewer.
I didn't eat much before bed, and I had just vomited, so my stomach was cramping badly, like there were knives churning inside. It was painful and uncomfortable.
Once the unbearable feeling had completely subsided, Wen Yanyu turned on the tap and splashed a handful of cold water on her face.
Wen Yanyu looked up slightly and was shocked by what she saw. The mirror reflected an extremely pale face, with unfocused pupils and bloodshot eyes. Her face was also stained with bright red from vomiting.
The hair dye on my hair faded a lot after each wash, leaving my hair color uneven over large areas, with strands tangled together, looking messy and rough.
Wen Yanyu shook his head.
I glanced at the sky outside the window.
After taking that medicine, Fu Hanchuan wouldn't wake up until at least noon.
He quickly tidied himself up; he couldn't let Fu Hanchuan see him like this.
Wen Yanyu poured out warm water and casually wiped the bloodstains off her face.
She raised her hand to take off her clothes, which were soaked with cold sweat, turned around and got into the bathtub that had just been filled with warm water. She curled up in the water, preparing to face the next wave of pain.
My arms felt itchy and swollen under the warm water.
Unable to resist, Wen Yanyu frowned and kept scratching.
Until a layer of old, scabbed blood is peeled away.
Looking at the skin below, completely intact and with no trace of the previous injuries, Wen Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then resisted the itch and touched it repeatedly.
Bad dog...
Where did you get this medicine from...?
So strong...
Wen Yanyu felt a sudden itch on her head and realized something was wrong. She paused for a moment, pulled on her hair, and with just a gentle tug, a large clump of hair quickly fell out.
The area where the tissue fell off was itchy and swollen, a strangely uncomfortable feeling.
Wen Yanyu: "!!!!"
no? !
Why am I shedding so much?!
I haven't had time to think about it in detail yet.
Another wave of pain hit.
The sound of running water continued, the water level in the bathtub had risen to its maximum, and the bottom was slippery, making the pain more intense than before, giving no one any chance to prepare.
The moment I lost my balance, the water flooded my head, and the feeling of water choking my nose and trachea was extremely uncomfortable.
Wen Yanyu panicked and was about to grab the handrail next to her to support herself.
A wave of drowsiness, like pre-operative anesthesia, washed over me, and before I could even utter a cry, my consciousness was swept into the depths of darkness.
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