"Why are you sitting up?"
Lan Wangji entered the room in the dark, only to find that the person who was supposed to be sleeping was sitting by the couch at the moment
It's been almost eight months, and he still hasn't given up. Every night, he goes to read the ancient books on intractable diseases submitted by hundreds of schools in various immortals. Seeing half of it tonight, the unease in his heart prompted him to rush back to the bedroom. Sure enough, when he opened the door, he saw the person leaning on the couch
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Wei Wuxian didn't speak, he just covered his chest and gasped
Lan Wangji quickly turned on the light
"Wei Ying... Wei Ying"
As the light came on, Lan Wangji saw the purple on the corner of Wei Wuxian's lips
He had a heart attack?
There was no time to think about it or ask again, Lan Wangji quickly took out a few pills and wanted to put them in his mouth
Wei Wuxian, who was about to lose consciousness, turned his head to one side
"No-no medicine."
After more than four months, Wei Wuxian knew that Lan Wangji went to the study every night after he fell asleep, because he also sat like this all night until dawn. As the month got bigger, he was out of breath every night., lying on his side, lying on his back, no matter what position, suffocated him to the point of almost fainting, and it would only be slightly better if he sat up
In the past two months, heart attacks have become more and more frequent. He didn't dare to let Lan Wuji know, nor did he dare to take medicine. Every time he gritted his teeth and endured
"Wei Ying..."
"Lan... Lan Zhan, look for a magic doctor, he seems to be coming out... hurry up..."
His pale face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was wrinkled with pain
Something seems to be breaking out
...
"How could this be? It's less than eight months"
The old doctor was pulled out of his bed, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he couldn't believe it
"Help him, he's in so much pain"
"Boy, how's it going?"
The old doctor sat down on the couch, took his hand and felt his pulse, the look on his face getting uglier and uglier
"Hurry up, call all the masters in the Forget Envy Pavilion, he can't take it anymore, now he has to find a way to get him out as soon as possible, otherwise... Otherwise, both of them will be lost."
Tension appeared on the old doctor's always cynical face
The purple on Wei Wuxian's lips was getting deeper and deeper, and he had almost fallen into a coma. Only the beads of sweat on his face and the furrowed brows were telling everyone that he was in pain
"I'll give him an needle now to wake him up, you talk to him, don't let him fall asleep"
After all, it was still the day, the old doctor's hand trembled slightly, there was nothing he could do, this was his calamity: child, hold on...
"Wei Ying, Wei Ying wake up"
After the old doctor gave the needle, Wei Wuxian slowly opened his eyes
"Quick, all together, focus on infusing him with spiritual power"
The old doctor ordered Lan Simu and others who had been waiting by the side
"Send a message to Lianhuawu, Jin Lintai, and Yunshen."
Lan Wangji suppressed all his emotions and said to the disciples on the side, he knew that he couldn't take it anymore, maybe they could come to see him for the last time
The blue halo enveloped Wei Wuxian, and he finally looked up at Lan Wuji
"Blue Cham."
There was a smile on his pale face, but it was unusually sad
"You promise me, you must... you must take good care of Nian'er and grow up"
He raised his hand, and finally hung down weakly
Seeing his intentions, Lan Wangji took his hand and placed it on his bulging belly
"No, if you're gone, what's the point of me living? So, Wei Ying, for me, hold on, okay..."
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Wei Wuxian's breathing became faster and faster, and the strong suffocation made him almost speechless
"Nian'er no longer has a father... no... can't be without a father... Lan Zhan... promise me... you promise me... otherwise... I will die... ahhh... it hurts... it hurts blue..."
Wei Wuxian suddenly squeezed Lan Wuji's hand tightly and shouted. The surrounding golden light was booming, and a mass of spiritual energy broke out of his belly, rose into the air, and slowly gathered
"Quick, continue to inject spiritual power into him and help him transform into shape"
The old doctor shouted to the people who were stunned by fright
"Wei Ying!!!"
As the spiritual energy broke out of his body, Wei Wuxian's eyes had already begun to slack
- - The day when the aura gathers and leaves the body, you will be out of breath
"Live well, otherwise... I... I don't... will forgive you... Nian'er... Nian'er... right... up"
Wei Wuxian raised his hand, wanting to touch the halo that had faintly appeared as a baby, but in the end, it still hung down weakly
"Wei Ying!!!! Don't... don't go, please don't go, you haven't seen Nian'er, and Mistress, Uncle Jiang and the others haven't arrived yet, don't go..."
He left with regret, unwillingness, and love for Lan Wangji...
When he died, he was still looking at the halo, and he couldn't close his eyes. He traded his life for it, but after all, he didn't have time to take a look...
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
