The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 186
Yan Xingchen hugged Li Ruoxian through the shadows of the trees, the overgrown grass, and the gravel path. The moonlight made their voices elongated. For the first time, Yan Xingchen felt that the road was very long. The speed is still a stick of incense time.

Finally entered the villa, he handed Yan Yan to a maid, and asked her to take her to find a nanny, and hurriedly ordered someone to call for a genius doctor. There lived an expert in the villa. Invite yourself, this genius doctor is as famous as the strange doctor, he has a weird temper, but he has excellent medical skills, and Li Ruoxian once discussed his medical theory with him.

Yan Xingchen felt that Li Ruoxian's breath was getting weaker and weaker, fearing that the doctor would not come to him, so he carried her into the courtyard where the genius doctor was.

Unfortunately, the doctor happened to go to Gong's room, so he hugged Li Ruoxian and lay down on the step, waiting for the doctor to come.

Seeing Li Ruoxian's breathing in his arms became weaker and weaker, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and tears of pain came out.

Li Ruoxian wiped away his tears with cold hands, and said in a very gentle voice: "Xingchen, I really want to hear you say those three words again?"

She wanted a child who wanted candy, with a coquettish tone, as if if he didn't say anything, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Yan Xingchen lowered his head and kissed her cool forehead, and said in a low and deep voice, "Xianxian, I love you, I only want you."

Li Ruoxian smiled, her smile froze on her face, but her hands dropped unconsciously, Yan Xingchen hugged her tightly, and kept saying in her ear: "Li Ruoxian, doctor, wait a minute." It's here, you have to hold on..."

Li Ruoxian closed her eyes tightly and did not answer his words.

Yan Xingchen panicked for no reason, "Li Ruoxian, we agreed to go on together and watch the children grow up together. I am not a man who makes his wife only a housewife. You like doing business and have your own ideas. I'm with you, as long as you're happy, Li Ruoxian... You said you want to live for the sake of your child, how can you break your promise?"

Yan Xingchen once again felt the helpless pain spreading all over his body. He hugged Li Ruoxian, snuggled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly. Hold on to this and hope not to let go.

This morning, when he heard the news of Hongfu's disappearance, he led people to search for it, but found nothing. When he returned to Zhuangzi, he found that the nanny was waiting for him at the gate of the village, with a nervous expression, as if something had happened.

He asked in a cold voice, the nanny knelt on the ground in fright, and then said in a trembling voice, Xianxian was waiting for him at Wangya Pavilion.

He didn't have much thought about why Xianxian suddenly went to Wang Yating, so he went up the mountain alone. After going up the mountain, he heard Li Ruoxian say in a cold voice: "If, one day, he told me that he would no longer Love me! I will not cling to him, I will wish him happiness, and I will quietly withdraw from his life."

What is that woman talking about, after going through so many life and death, doesn't she trust that his heart only belongs to her?In this life and in the next life, he will only like her alone, let alone betray her, and will not let her have a chance to leave him. Their fates have long been tied together.

When hugging Li Ruoxian's cold body, he was stunned. His palms felt warm and sticky. The temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees. He shivered for no reason and dared not look at it. Li Ruoxian's bloody wound, the shocking redness, tore his heart into pieces, and his vision was blurred.

Li Ruoxian looked at him tenderly, and said in a thankful tone, "Xingchen, our child is fine." Does this woman even know what pain is?Unexpectedly, when she uttered these insignificant words, she shouldn't have said: Xing Chen, I'm in pain and cold, thank God, you're here!

He took off his belt and pulled out the dagger stuck in her abdomen. His technique was very quick, and he didn't want Li Ruoxian to be hurt again, but the moment he pulled out the dagger, he still heard Li Ruoxian's muffled groan. The sound came out from between her teeth, she bit her lower lip tightly, silently enduring the pain.

His vision has long been blurred, and Li Ruoxian's strong performance made him feel even more distressed. The moment he pulled out the short knife, the knife splattered with blood and splashed all over him. He quickly helped Li Ruoxian bandage the wound, hugged After she got up, she ran to the villa without even looking at Hongfu.

Although Hongfu has kindness to him, when she made a move to hurt the woman he loves most, that kindness has already been drained, and if they meet again, they will be enemies. Of course, he knows that Hongfu and him will never meet again.

Returning to reality, Li Ruoxian lay quietly in his arms, but he felt that his world was crumbling little by little. It was hard for him to imagine what would happen if he lost Li Ruoxian.

No, he didn't want to lose her, not even for a quarter of an hour.

A dry cough sounded behind Yan Xingchen, and Yan Xingchen turned his head to look at the person who came. The white-haired old man was dressed in gray sackcloth, with an air of fresh air and a calm posture.

Yan Xingchen lowered his face, thinking that the old man had been watching his jokes for a long time, why did he just make a sound, didn't he know that human life is at stake?

The old man understood Yan Xingchen's unfriendly eyes, and walked up to Li Ruoxian with a demure posture, and asked Yan Xingchen to put him down before he began to feel his pulse. The gray-haired old man frowned for this pulse, and there was only one person in the room. A not-so-bright oil lamp illuminated the old man's complexion more and more solemnly.

After a long time, the old man put down Li Ruoxian's arm, untied the belt on Li Ruoxian's abdomen and began to treat the wound. Yan Xingchen stood quietly by the side, watching nervously, not daring to move.

This old man doesn't like to have others chattering around when dealing with patients. If you violate his taboo, he will be blacklisted by him. The end result is that in the future, if you have any minor illness or pain, he will stand by and watch.

After the wound was treated, the old man walked to the washbasin and began to wash his blood-stained hands. Then he said in a low voice: "Although Madam's knife did not hurt her vitals, it also consumed too much blood. She... I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to survive till dawn tomorrow."

Yan Xingchen's chest tightened, and he stretched out his arm, "Use my blood to save her!"

The old man shook his head, "Your blood type doesn't match her, you can't save her."

Yan Xingchen frowned. He felt that the old man was trying to make things difficult for him. His blood couldn't save Li Ruoxian. This must be an excuse.

Although he was so depressed that he wanted to get angry, Yan Xingchen still tried his best to restrain himself. There was still some time before dawn, so he had a chance to save his Xianxian at all costs.

Yan Xingchen took a deep breath before asking, "Then whose blood can save her? I'll send someone to look for it right away."

The old man stretched out a finger and shook it, then said: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, as long as it is her close relative, parents, children."

Yan Xingchen turned his head to look at Li Ruoxian who was lying pale on the bed, turned around and went out, like a gust of wind, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The old man went to the oil lamp and lit the wick of the oil lamp, then took out a few candles, and lit the room as bright as day. He seemed to be in a good mood and hummed a little song.

Not long after, Yan Xingchen dragged Li's father and Li's mother into the room. When they heard that their daughter was in trouble and needed a blood transfusion, Li's father and Li's mother were naturally bound to do so.

But Yan Xingchen was shut out of the room by the white-haired old man. The reason was: the genius doctor performed the operation, and others were not allowed to watch.

Yan Xingchen sat on the cold stone steps, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, the moon was not round, but very bright and penetrating.

The cold wind blew past his ears. At this moment, he knew the torment of waiting. He didn't know if Li Ruoxian in the room would wake up after the blood transfusion. He could only entrust Li Ruoxian's life to the old man. is his only hope.

While waiting, the sky gradually dawned, but Yan Xingchen felt that this night was extremely long, as if it had been four seasons long, and the fallen leaves were falling on his hair and body. He didn't even realize that the blood on his clothes had dried up and turned into Into dark red.

This night, he went through the reincarnation of himself and Li Ruoxian in his mind. There were laughter, tearful kisses and farewells, silently looking at each other without words, and the brief warmth of snuggling together...

He has loved her for 300 years, but he can only keep that feeling in his heart. Now they are finally together, but there are still twists and turns.If possible, he wanted to take Li Ruoxian to a deserted island and live a life of just two, without so many storms, so many setbacks and helplessness.

The door opened with a creak, and Yan Xingchen stood up. The old man wiped the sweat off his cheeks with a towel, and said to Yan Xingchen: "I have done everything I need to do. Whether I can wake up depends on her." good fortune."

Yan Xingchen's body swayed back and forth, holding on to the old man's arm to barely prevent himself from falling.

Yan Xingchen's voice became hoarse and weak. He tightly grasped the white-haired old man's hand and repeated: "What do you mean by looking at her fortune?"

The old man sighed, and said: "After all, she was fatally injured. I have transfused her blood and hanged her with century-old ginseng. I hope her consciousness can be firmer so that she can wake up earlier."

Yan Xingchen could already hear from the old man's relaxed words that the mortal wound had caused some damage to Li Ruoxian's body, and there was another burst of heart-wrenching pain in his heart for no reason.

After a while, Yan Xingchen asked, "How long will it take for her to wake up?"

The old man looked at the sky and said: "It will take three to five days if it is fast, and it will be three or five years if it is slow..."

Yan Xingchen's hand hangs down weakly, leaning against the wall in despair, and murmurs repeatedly: "Three to five years? Are you comforting me? Lying on the bed alone for three to five years without eating or drinking will become a bone of bones ...My Xianxian will not abandon me, her child, or her relatives..."

In the end, Yan Xingchen has no more confidence, won't he leave his family behind?In her last life, she willfully left everything behind and died for love. In this life, although she promised him not to die, whether she will wake up depends entirely on God's will.

The voices of Li's father and Li's mother came intermittently from the room. Yan Xingchen leaned against the wall and closed his eyes weakly. Now he seemed to have no courage to cross the threshold to see Li Ruoxian who was lying lifeless on the bed. I was so afraid of losing her, so afraid that what I touched was a cold and stiff corpse.

The white-haired old man glanced at the distraught Yan Xingchen, helpless as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "The other lady is a strong woman, she will overcome this test."

(End of this chapter)