Morning Star

Chu Chengyu was yelling at her, and his hand that was about to press the dial button suddenly stopped. After thinking carefully, he seemed to feel that he really shouldn't call 120, so he gave up. He could only worry.

When Chujiu lowered his eyes to look at Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan had already fainted.

She frowned, supported his back with one hand and his knees with the other, trying to pick him up.

Seeing this, Chushi quickly reached out to help: "Sister, let me help you."

"No need." She said lightly.

Then he easily picked up Mo Xinglan and put him on the sofa.

Under the shocked gazes of the three people, he poured out a pill from the small porcelain bottle that he had been holding in his hand and stuffed it into Mo Xinglan's mouth.

I fed him the pill and wiped the blood from his mouth with a tissue.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the unconscious Mo Xinglan, and except Chujiu, no one noticed that Bai Yue'er was gone.

"Don't worry, little darling. Lan'er will be fine." Bai Yue'er's somewhat tired voice sounded in his mind.

"Yeah." Chujiu replied, hearing the fatigue in her voice, he asked worriedly, "My beautiful mother, are you okay?"

Bai Yueer smiled lightly: "I am in a spiritual state. I will slowly recover in your sea of ​​consciousness. Don't worry."

"By the way, little darling, when my in-laws ask about me later, please apologize to your parents for me."

"Don't worry, my beautiful mother, my parents won't mind," she said.

"Well, beautiful mother believes in little darling. Okay, beautiful mother will take a nap first."

"Ah."

She was still a little worried.

My beautiful mother has been out for so long, how long will she have to sleep before she can come out again?

"What's wrong with him?" Chu Chengyu pointed at the unconscious Mo Xinglan, hesitating.

I had noticed that his complexion was not right, but I didn't expect that his health was so poor that he even vomited blood. Could it be...

Can't think so.

Chujiu took out a few pieces of paper and gently wiped the cold sweat from Mo Xinglan's forehead, and sighed: "I'm hurt."

"Injured?" Yang Wanqing was puzzled. She really couldn't imagine what kind of injury would cause him to vomit blood, and quite a lot.

"Where is he injured? Should we take him to the hospital?" She thought it would be safer to go to the hospital and let the doctor check him out.

Chujiu shook his head: "It's useless."

If he went to the hospital to check out his injuries, the results would probably be very bad, but for him, they would heal in a few days.

It's just that he hasn't received proper treatment today, and he also used his spiritual power. He was also nervous just now, so his body couldn't take it.

Yang Wanqing didn't understand why she said that: "How can it be useless? It hasn't even been..."

"Oh, Mom, you don't understand, so just say less." Chushi couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing that Yang Wanqing's face was getting worse, she quickly explained: "Mom, you know that my brother-in-law is not an ordinary person. How can his body be the same as that of an ordinary person? When he goes to the hospital, won't the doctor be able to tell?"

"..."

Yang Wanqing pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing that she was still a little unhappy, Chu Chengyu patted her shoulder gently to comfort her: "Okay, okay, there's no point in us worrying here, let Xiaojiu take good care of Xinglan first. It's getting late, let's go make dinner."

So he pulled Yang Wanqing downstairs.

After hearing this, Yang Wanqing planned to go with Bai Yue'er, but when she looked around, she couldn't see any trace of Bai Yue'er.

Asked: "Hey, where's Xiaoyue?"

Chujiu then remembered that he had not told them: "Oh, the beautiful mother's soul is still weak. She stayed outside for too long. She just returned to my sea of ​​consciousness. The beautiful mother asked me to apologize to you and dad."

Yang Wanqing: "Tell Xiaoyue it's okay, as long as she is fine."

"But what is that knowledge? What is knowledge?"

Neither Yang Wanqing nor Chu Chengyu understood.

When Chushi heard this, his eyes lit up and his face was full of curiosity.

Chujiu didn't have the energy to explain so much at the moment, and just said: "I'll explain it to you later."

"Okay." Yang Wanqing looked at Mo Xinglan and understood.

Then he went downstairs with Chu Chengyu.

Seeing the two leave, Chu Shi breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Mo Xinglan and said, "Sister, how did my brother-in-law get injured? It looks like he was seriously injured, right?"

Chujiu pursed her lips and gently stroked Mo Xinglan's pale cheek, her eyes full of heartache: "If it wasn't for me, why would he have to suffer so much?"

"Sister..." Chushi felt that although she still looked ferocious on the surface after she came back, she had actually changed a lot.

It was like he had been through a lot and couldn't see clearly anymore.

Chujiu glanced at him and noticed that he looked worried. He was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and patted his shoulder: "Okay, your brother-in-law will be fine. His current injury is a minor injury compared to the previous ones. His body recovers quickly, so he will be well soon."

"Minor injury?" Chushi couldn't believe what he heard.

She vomited blood and fainted, and it was just a minor injury? Did she have some misunderstanding about minor injuries?

While he was puzzled, he saw Chujiu easily pick up Mo Xinglan and turn to walk towards the room.

"!"

When did his sister become so strong? Or is his brother-in-law so light? Why does it seem like she doesn't feel any effort at all when holding him?

Full of confusion, he stepped forward and said, “Sister, is my brother-in-law very light?”

Chujiu looked at him and thought for a moment: "He is not that heavy, but it is mainly because I am strong."

“……”Why does it sound weird?

Are there any girls who say they are strong?

……

Dinner was ready. Chu Chengyu and Yang Wanqing had planned to wait for Mo Xinglan to wake up before eating together, but Chu Jiu was afraid that Mo Xinglan would not wake up tonight, so he let them eat first.

While eating, Chujiu explained Bai Yueer's current situation to them.

Inevitably, we talked about some things that happened on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month in Hualing.

Chujiu picked out a few things that left a deep impression on her and still showed how good Mo Xinglan was to her.

Although it was generally fragmentary, Chu Chengyu, Yang Wanqing and the others also learned a lot about Hua Ling.

Chushi was more interested in Hua Ling's cultivation. Whenever Chujiu mentioned cultivation, his eyes would always light up.

"Sister, I also want to practice, but look at me, I don't have the qualifications?" His eyes were full of expectation.

After a pause, he became a little nervous: "Is it too late for me to practice now?"

Chu Chengyu and Yang Wanqing rolled their eyes at him with disdain.

If he had said that in the past, I would have definitely scolded him for being a bad student and fantasizing about unreal things all day long. But now after seeing Chujiu's experience, I no longer think so.

Chujiu looked Chushi up and down for a while, then shook his head hesitantly: "It should be a bit late, right?"

"Ah?" Chushi was obviously disappointed.

Chujiu saw it and said uncertainly: "I don't really understand it either. When your brother-in-law wakes up, go ask him. He has been practicing since he was a child. He is very powerful and knows more than me. Most of the problems I encountered in my practice were answered by him."

"Wow, my brother-in-law is so awesome..." Chushi was full of admiration after hearing this. He was already looking forward to when Mo Xinglan would wake up.

Mo Xinglan didn't know yet, but from this moment on he had become a god in Chushi's eyes.

When Chujiu saw his appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he lowered his head to eat in silence.

Chu Chengyu and Yang Wanqing sighed and shook their heads, then lowered their heads and ate in silence.

Maybe the food tonight was a bit salty, so after dinner she didn't care about anything and drank up the tea in one gulp.

It was already past eight o'clock when Chujiu finished washing up. He returned to the house in his pajamas with his freshly washed and dried hair loose.

I closed the door and turned around to see the person lying on the bed waking up.

She walked over quickly, sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at him: "Are you feeling better?"

"What time is it?" he asked instead of answering.

Chujiu was silent for a few seconds: "8:30."

After spending two years in Hualing and Demon Realm, she is still more accustomed to using Earth's timekeeping method.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

He hadn't eaten anything the whole day today. He was already weak from his injuries, so how could he hold on without filling his stomach?

But Mo Xinglan shook his head: "Not hungry."

I lay in bed with no intention of getting up.

Chujiu stared at him for a while and exhaled: "You haven't eaten for a whole day, eat something. Dinner is specially reserved for you, just heat it up in the microwave."

He paused and turned to go downstairs to the kitchen: "I'll go heat up the food and bring it up for you."

"Jiuer." He propped himself up and sat up.

Chujiu paused and turned around to look: "What's wrong?"

“…I’m not hungry.”

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry. You have to fill your stomach."

Seeing that she was unhappy, Mo Xinglan was silent for a few seconds, and his long eyelashes trembled: "I feel uncomfortable and don't want to eat."

"..."

She looked at his slightly furrowed brows and noticed that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

She sighed and took a tissue from the bedside table, then sat on the edge of the bed and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Since you feel uncomfortable, why don't you continue sleeping? Why don't you wake up?"

He looked at her for a long while before speaking: "...I want to take a bath."

"..."

Just because of this?

Chujiu was speechless, and his hand that was wiping his sweat paused for a moment.

He stood up and put the tissue on the cabinet, turned around angrily, crossed his arms and said, "Go."

Mo Xinglan glanced at her, then propped himself up and slowly got out of bed.

He had forced himself to wake up but his body had not yet recovered. The movement was too much for him to control. His hand slipped and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"careful!"

Chujiu was still angry, but when he saw this he reflexively exclaimed and went forward to support him.

She glared at him unhappily: "Can't you say a word?"

"…It was just a slip of the hand. It's not a big deal. What are you talking about?"

"You!" She pointed at him, "If I hadn't been quick to catch you, you would have fallen to the ground. What if you got hurt?"

He found it a little funny after hearing this: "I'm not made of ceramic, how can I break so easily?"

"..."

She pouted in disapproval, lowered her head and muttered softly, "That's right."

"..."

Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he looked up at her without saying a word.

He shouldn't be that vulnerable now, right?

Finally, Chujiu helped Mo Xinglan to the bathroom.

There are two bathrooms in the house, one in her room and one in a public bathroom. Both bathrooms have bathtubs.

Chujiu naturally helped Mo Xinglan to the bathroom in his room.