After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

The suppressed groan of pain reached the ears of Bian Ruitong who was still awake.

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Bian Ruitong scratched his head, and finally tiptoed over the window to secretly see what was going on.

As soon as I reached the window, I saw Duan Jiling's painful expression.

Bian Ruitong climbed in through the window nervously: "Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

She walked to Duan Jiling and reached out to support her. She had experienced this before in the Colosseum today. Bian Ruitong was still quite worried when she looked at her.

Duan Jiling didn't expect Bian Ruitong to come. She looked at Bian Ruitong's nervous expression, endured the bloody taste in her mouth and said to her: "Help me get some medicine."

She pointed tremblingly at the medicine bottle on the table.

Bian Ruitong quickly helped her open the medicine bottle: "How many pills?"

"Two."

Bian Ruitong was so frightened when she saw that her nose started to bleed that she immediately fed her medicine.

The effect of the medicine did not take effect so quickly, and Duan Jiling still looked painful. Bian Ruitong was at a loss for a moment when she saw her like that: "Lingling, you...I'll go call a doctor for you."

Duan Jiling grabbed her arm tightly: "No..."

Her voice was weak and sounded extremely painful. As she spoke, she couldn't help spitting blood from her mouth and her nose kept bleeding.

No matter how arrogant and shameless Bian Ruitong was, he had never seen such a scene. Even when he met those assassins, none of them was as frightening as the scene before him.

"But..." Bian Ruitong was really anxious.

"Those doctors can't save me. I'll be fine once the medicine takes effect." Duan Jiling forced a smile at her.

"Don't lie to me." Bian Ruitong was really afraid that she would die here.

"I'm not lying to you." Duan Jiling said and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bian Ruitong saw worms wriggling in the blood she vomited, which looked extremely disgusting.

She couldn't help swallowing and tried hard to suppress the feeling of nausea.

After vomiting, Duan Jiling looked a lot more comfortable.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "Sorry, I scared you."

Bian Ruitong scratched his head: "It's none of your business, I climbed in through the window by myself."

Duan Jiling couldn't help laughing when she saw her like that.

Then Duan Jiling poured lamp oil on the pool of blood and lit it again.

Bian Ruitong watched from the side and didn't dare to speak at all.

Duan Jiling looked at the insects being burned to death with a calm expression, but the strange marks on his face were still there.

"Lingling, you..."

"Do you want to ask me what's going on?" Duan Jiling looked up at Ruitong and asked with a smile.

Bian Ruitong shook her head nervously: "No, no, Miaomiao said, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. I just want to ask you if you are feeling better."

Duan Jiling was stunned for a moment. She looked at Bian Ruitong and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "No wonder Miaomiao said you were stupid."

"Why is she scolding me again?" Bian Ruitong muttered.

"I think it's not an insult, it's a compliment." Duan Jiling narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bian Ruitong looked at her and actually felt that there was a kind of strange beauty in her.

She still didn't quite understand: "What kind of compliment is this?"

Duan Jiling didn't explain to her, but just smiled and said to her: "Can you help me get a bucket of water? I want to wash."

Bian Ruitong nodded immediately: "Oh, okay, I'll go ask."

She opened the door and asked the servant for some water, then came back in. She was a little embarrassed for a moment, as if she didn't know what to do.

Seeing the flame had gone out, Bian Ruitong took the rag from the room and went over to help wipe it.

After packing up briefly, he said to Duan Jiling awkwardly, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to my room."

Duan Jiling looked at her silly look and said with a smile: "You can just leave me alone? What if I get sick again?"

Bian Ruitong really thought about it seriously and said, "It seems so."

"Then I'll stay with you."

She sat down, and Duan Jiling didn't expect that she would actually stay.

The two were so embarrassed for a moment that no one spoke.

Bian Ruitong was so uncomfortable that she couldn't stand such silence: "How about we play a game?"

Duan Jiling looked at her and asked with a smile, "What are you playing?"

"I'll go to the room to get it, wait for me." After saying that, Bian Ruitong ran away in a hurry.

Duan Jiling couldn't help coughing a few times after she left.

A woman in black robes walked out of the darkness and said, "Congratulations, Patriarch. You no longer have to be controlled by the Council of Elders."

Duan Jiling coughed lightly, his face still pale: "It's useless, he's dying."

The clothes on the black-robed woman did not look like the Central Plains style. Instead, they were the costumes of some ethnic groups here, and were somewhat similar to what Duan Jiling had worn before.

Hearing Duan Jiling's words, the black-robed woman moved her lips slightly: "Elder Old Lady will have a way."

Duan Jiling shook his head: "Elder Lao has done his best. I won't force you. I just hope that you can finish what I want to do before I die."

Bian Ruitong, who had taken something and was about to come in through the window, was caught off guard by these words.

"Let's go, I'm fine. Tell Duan Yue to follow Wen Zhimiao's instructions."

The black-robed woman bowed slightly to her and said, "Take care, Patriarch."

"Thank you." Duan Jiling said in a low voice.

Seeing that the woman in black robe was about to leave, Bian Ruitong slipped back into her room.

She was quite good at martial arts, which she had learned when she played with He Yuanyao, Wen Zhimiao and the others as a child. Therefore, the woman in black and Duan Jiling didn't notice her presence.

Bian Ruitong scratched his head after returning to his room: "I really can't just climb through the window, Miaomiao is right."

But when he thought about Duan Jiling saying that he was about to die, Bian Ruitong still felt depressed.

She is still so young, younger than herself, the same age as Miaomiao.

Why am I dying soon?

Maybe there is just no one here who can cure her? Dean Lu might have a way to cure her?

Bian Ruitong still found it hard to imagine that the friend he had just met was about to die.

She grabbed the chessboard in her hand and scratched her head in annoyance. What if it really couldn't be cured?

For a moment, she began to have wild thoughts.

After hesitating for a while, Bian Ruitong opened the door and walked out after hearing the sound of a servant bringing water outside the door.

Forget it, I’ll secretly tell Miaomiao tomorrow and ask her what to do.

The servant was about to knock on the door when he saw Bian Ruitong coming over.

"Go down, I'll carry it in." Bian Ruitong said softly.

The servant nodded quickly.

Duan Jiling opened the door for her, and suddenly remembered that Bian Ruitong also left through the window just now.

That just now...

Although she didn't hear any noise, she couldn't guarantee whether Bian Ruitong heard what she said.

"Why did it take so long?" Duan Jiling asked tentatively.

"I forgot which pocket I put it in, and I searched for a long time." It's not surprising that she loses things.

Although Duan Jiling didn't spend much time with her, he had experienced Bian Ruitong's forgetful and confused nature.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not impossible. In addition, she thought that Bian Ruitong's lightness skill could not be stronger than the one just now, so she believed her words.