How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 203

   Chapter 203 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (40)

   Feng Yansheng asked a series of questions, reached out and touched Wen Xien's forehead, his eyes showed obvious worry.

  Wen Xien raised her eyes, her lips were white, and her face was even paler and sicker. Under the incandescent light of the hospital, this posture was a little sickly.

   Feng Yansheng's eyes were full of the people in front of him, for fear that something would happen to the people in front of him.

   Wen Xien looked at him for a while, and it seemed as if the focus was condensed in his eyes.

   Feng Yansheng's hand supporting her arm couldn't help but exert force.

   Wen Xien shook her head, glanced at Feng Yansheng, and lowered her eyes again, "It's okay."

   She was holding on to the edge of the bed with one hand and wanted to stand up. Feng Yansheng saw her movement and quickly stretched out the other hand to help her.

   Wen Xien didn't refuse his approach, but he just didn't refuse.

   "Would you like to eat first? I bought porridge." Feng Yansheng's eyes were bright, and he was still crazy in front of others.

   Wen Xien was indeed hungry, but she had no appetite to eat. She shook her head expressionlessly.

   Feng Yansheng got excited, "How about not eating, just eat some, I bought it on purpose, just eat a little bit, okay?"

   He put down his body with all his might, and kept observing the subtle emotions on Wen Xien's face.

Feng Yansheng's current appearance is really not good, his black hair is messy, the broken hair in front of his forehead is soaked with sweat, and he strokes it to the back of his head. The thick gloom was concealed.

  The clothes are also casually worn, and the expression on his face is not very good. Even if he is extremely depressed, his eyes are full of panic.

  Wen Xien sipped lightly, his voice soft, "Eat..."

   Feng Yansheng was ecstatic, he immediately brought the porridge over and started feeding it himself.

   Feng Yansheng has never taken care of anyone, and he doesn't blow it. The porridge in the spoon is still steaming, and he wants to feed it directly.

   The female nurse on the side stopped her anxiously, "Aren't you blowing? It'll burn her tongue!"

   Feng Yansheng's frightened hands shook, and he apologized to Wen Xien in a low voice. His handsome face was flushed red, and he handed the porridge to her mouth after it was cold.

   Wen Xien's legs softened as soon as he left the hospital, which made Feng Yansheng's heart tremble. He supported her with both hands and almost picked her up, but Wen Xien did not faint, leaving Feng Yansheng at a loss.

It's just that her face was not very good. When she was in the hospital just now, her face was pale and scary. Now standing under such street lights, she can only see a sullen look between her eyebrows, as if the pain accumulated over the years. .

  Wen Xien is always white, but not healthy white, but pale and morbid.

  Feng Yansheng hugged her with both hands, his mind was tense, "What's wrong?"

  Wen Xien still said "it's okay".

   "You're not feeling well, let's go to the hospital again..." Before Feng Yansheng finished his words, Wen Xien stood up by himself, "I'm fine."

   Feng Yansheng was still worried.

   He didn't know what Wen Xien's body looked like, all he knew was that Wen Xien in this appearance was too fragile, so fragile that he didn't even dare to refute.

Wen Xien stood firm, and she looked thinner again. Feng Yansheng felt in a trance that such Wen Xien was like a flower that bloomed to the extreme and began to rot, and her anger was gradually lost. She seemed to have left the life she depended on. The rhizomes are normal.

  Wen Xien walked forward slowly, Feng Yansheng followed behind her, the two of them walked very slowly, one after the other, walking in step, the light of the street lamp pulled the shadows of both of them very long.

  Wen Xien suddenly stopped moving, her thin body bowed down, Feng Yansheng was startled, and hurried up, "What's wrong?!"

   Wen Xien bent down and put one hand on his chest, as if trying to spit out something.

   As soon as Feng Yansheng walked in front of her, she saw that she was retching with all her might, and she threw up everything she had eaten just now.

  The street lights came down, Wen Xien's face was pale to the point of transparency, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat, which wet her long eyelashes.

   As soon as Feng Yansheng touched Wen Xien, tears were suddenly forced out of Wen Xien's closed eyes, who was retching. At this time, she didn't want to cry, just because the retching reaction was too intense.

   Feng Yansheng didn't know anything. He was terrified and couldn't care about his dirt and pain. He only knew that Wen Xien was wrapped around his hands, "Let's go back to the hospital! Let's go back to the hospital!"

  Wen Xien is reluctant to go to the hospital. She hates the hospital the most, the smell of the hospital's strong disinfectant, the cold facilities, and the whiteness.

  She doesn't want to go to the hospital.

   "I'm not going..." Wen Xien didn't have the strength to speak, it was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road. The two stood under the road, very conspicuous under the bright street lights.

"Why don't you go? Where are you uncomfortable, tell me, you don't say anything, you don't say... How do I know if you don't say it?!" Feng Yansheng wanted to take Wen Xien back to the hospital, but he didn't like it Wen Xien, this kind of Wen Xien made him especially panic, panic in various names.

   He was afraid…

  Wen Xien's eyelashes were still soaked with moisture, and his voice was weak and uncomfortable, "I'm fine."

   Feng Yansheng was irritated by her words, "It's okay? It's okay?! It's okay if you die!"

  Wen Xien couldn't say anything anymore, she squatted down in pain, cold sweat on her forehead, and her lips bit white.

Feng Yansheng's hands were trembling around her, his chest was against Wen Xien's back, only then did he realize that this thin body didn't even have its own temperature, "Let's go to the hospital, don't make trouble with me, come with me Hospital!"

He grabbed Wen Xien's hand and forced her to be pulled up, but Wen Xien groaned in pain because of the movement of getting up, and Feng Yansheng didn't dare to pull her. Seeing Wen Xien squatting on the ground under the street lamp, even Shadows are crooked.

   At this time, Wen Xien doesn't need him.

   Feng Yansheng could only hold her, trying to make her body not so cold, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Where do you hurt? Is the pain severe?"

  This is all nonsense, Feng Yansheng just wanted Wen Xien to respond to him, so that he wouldn't be so worried at this moment.

  Wen Xien pursed her pale lips and said, "It's okay."

   These two words again made Feng Yansheng unable to utter a word. He only felt that his eyes were sore. Even if he was beaten for half his life, he was far from the soreness that came at this moment.

   "Don't hold me..." Wen Xien said.

   The more Wen Xien said this, Feng Yansheng not only did not let go, but also held him tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next moment. Wen Xien could feel the warm temperature behind him and the hot breath on his neck.

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