vstars Chapter 313
Chapter 313
Xiao Congyu was clearly not good at arguing. Hearing what Aman said, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak and could only utter a few monosyllables.
"you you……"
Aman was not to be outdone, and glared back with her hands on her hips. Nalan Jingwen looked at the two of them and felt a headache coming on, so he raised his hand to stop them.
"Alright, how much longer are we going to argue?"
Aman snorted, turned around and fiddled with her own things, then instructed Xiao Congyu: "Go boil a bucket of water, pour in all the medicine I told you to get and boil it. Once it's done, wait outside. Don't come in without my permission."
Nalan Jingwen nodded to Xiao Congyu, who had no choice but to obey and turn to leave. Halfway there, he was stopped by Nalan Jingwen.
"Remember, this time you must guard it yourself and not allow anyone to touch it."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Congyu's previously somewhat resentful expression vanished, replaced by a serious and somewhat guilty look. She looked at Nalan Jingwen earnestly and said, "I understand, Miss."
She will not make the same mistake twice; if she does, she should atone with her death.
After she left, the room fell silent instantly. Nalan Jingwen glanced at Anian, whose black, vine-like lines had spread to her neck, looking particularly ferocious and terrifying against her fair skin.
Ah Nian's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, her face was deathly pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her face, as if she were enduring great pain. Her breath was faint and each breath seemed extremely difficult.
"Don't worry, with me here, he won't die."
A Man's voice came from behind her. She walked to Nalan Jingwen's side, looked at the weak A Nian on the bed, and saw that she was fiddling with something in her hand. Upon closer inspection, she saw that A Man was holding an extremely thick silver needle, and the spirit herb that had just been given to her was broken in half, kneaded into a ball, and stuffed directly into A Nian's mouth.
He then instructed Nalan Jingwen, "Take off his clothes."
Seeing Nalan Jingwen looking at her with a slightly puzzled expression, she turned her head to meet his gaze. "Why are you looking at me? Do you want me to do it myself?"
Nalan Jingwen looked away and had no choice but to do as Aman said. She had no better option at the moment.
Ah Nian was extremely thin, almost bony, with wrists so thin that they could be easily pinched with two fingers, as if they could be broken with the slightest force. Nalan Jingwen subconsciously softened his movements, afraid of accidentally hurting him.
When it was time to take off his pants, Ah Man turned his back and said, "Turn him over. If you're worried he might faint, let him lie on your lap."
Nalan Jing listened and did as instructed. After carefully turning over A Nian's pants, he gently placed his head on his lap before saying, "All done."
Anian came to the bedside, and in an instant, her whole demeanor changed. Her expression became serious and solemn, and her eyes were piercing, as if the whole world consisted only of her and her patient. In her hand were silver needles that gleamed with a cold light. Nalan Jingwen couldn't help but take another look at her.
Ah Man's voice was serious: "His meridians are not like those of ordinary people. After I administer acupuncture, his pain sensitivity will be many times greater than that of ordinary people. Therefore, once he wakes up, we must hold him firmly and not allow him to move."
"it is good."
After giving her instructions, Aman held her breath and focused intently, her needlework flowing smoothly and perfectly in one go. Nalan Jing had studied medicine, but he was not an expert and only had a superficial understanding of these things. Soon, the person in his arms stirred and let out a soft moan.
Soon, his frail body began to tremble slowly from the pain. Nalan Jingwen quickly grabbed A Nian's hand and restrained him. A Nian subconsciously tried to open his eyes, but he had no strength at all. The pain in his body gradually brought him to his senses, and he unconsciously let out a low sob.
"elder sister……"
He subconsciously called out to Nalan Jingwen, as if doing so would alleviate the pain.
Nalan Jingwen gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her other hand, "I'm here."
Ah Nian slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with glistening tears, the corners of her eyes tinged with crimson, looking as fragile and easily broken as glass porcelain. The moment she saw Nalan Jingwen, a glimmer of light rekindled in her lifeless eyes.
His body trembled slightly from the pain. Because he was lying face down, he could barely breathe. He could only bury his face in Nalan Jingwen's palm and try his best to suppress the groans that came out of his mouth.
Before she was fully awake, she could still call out to her and cry out in pain. Now that she was awake, she fell silent, biting her lips so hard that her originally pale lips turned as red as blood.
Nalan Jingwen gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips, and his originally dry palms slowly became moist and hot.
"Soon, just bear with it a little longer, the pain will subside in a bit."
She didn't know how long it would take for Ah Man to recover, so she could only offer this comfort. Ah Nian didn't speak, perhaps because she no longer had the strength to speak. Her body went limp on her legs, her thin, pale hand gently resting on her palm, her chest rising and falling slightly, her whole body already soaked in sweat.
Nalan Jingwen had no idea how much pain he was in, but this usually stoic man actually started crying out in pain. At first, he fainted from the pain, but was quickly woken up by it again and again. In the end, he was so tormented that he whimpered like a kitten scratching itself, and his crying was heartbreaking.
"elder sister……"
Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, tears streamed down her face, stinging like shattered glass, and suppressed sobs escaped her throat.
"Sister...it hurts so much..."
For some reason, Nalan Jingwen was momentarily dazed, but quickly regained her senses, gently stroking his cheek and extending her hand to him.
"If it hurts, just bite down, it's okay."
But A-Nian turned her head away, tears still clinging to her long, dark eyelashes, and nestled her head into Nalan Jingwen's arms, refusing to bite even though the pain was so intense it was starting to convulse.
Nalan Jingwen brushed aside his sweat-dampened temples, her voice softer than ever before, "It will be over soon, don't be afraid."
Seemingly not wanting her to worry, Ah Nian tremblingly raised her eyes, looking at her with teary eyes, her voice trembling and slightly choked.
"Sister, don't go..."
"I'm not in pain... I'm okay..."
A part of his heart seemed to collapse, and Nalan Jingwen's sharp features softened as he stroked the corners of his crimson eyes without saying a word.
Speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say, she could only silently hold his hand tightly.
After an unknown amount of time, Ah Nian in his arms suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, making a soft "sizzling" sound on the floor. Ah Man finally removed the silver needles from his back, exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and shouted outside, "Bring the wooden bucket in."
She then went to the table, broke off the remaining medicinal herbs, and ground them into powder.
Fortunately, there was a screen blocking the view. Xiao Congyu carried the wooden bucket in, and the smell of herbs instantly filled the entire room.
Aman glanced at Xiao Congyu, ground the herbs in her hand, walked to the wood, dipped her finger in the water, put it in her mouth, and only after confirming that it was correct did she pour the ground powder into the wooden bucket.
"get out."
Before Xiao Congyu could even speak, he was kicked out again.