My Mr. Monster

This unexpected change was like a violent storm. Wu Yang watched Lu Xuan all the time every day, watching him become paler and his nosebleeds more frequently, and sometimes even vomiting blood.

As Lu Xuan fell, everything outside seemed to begin to change, and monsters began to appear frequently.

Song Zhe looked at the unconscious Lu Xuan and said to Wu Yang, "He's in his weakest period. The monsters will be attracted to him."

"Will he die?" Wu Yang looked at Song Zhe, "He'll be fine, right?"

Song Zhe looked at Lu Xuan and said calmly, "Logically, he won't die, because to be honest, he is the most successful."

"What do you mean?" Wu Yang was stunned.

"It's really easy to lose my memory." Song Zhe sighed softly, "Don't worry, the virus won't kill Brother Lu Xuan, it will just make him feel a little uncomfortable."

"Then why is he vomiting blood? Why is he getting weaker and weaker?"

"Weak period! Didn't I say that?" Song Zhe looked at Wu Yang speechlessly.

"Weak period..." Wu Yang knelt beside the tatami and reached out to touch Lu Xuan's face. Compared with his usual rosy state, Lu Xuan now looked like a corpse.

Wu Yang turned to look at Song Zhe with red eyes, "What about the medicine? Can he inject it?"

Song Zhe raised his eyebrows, "Do you really want to turn him into a complete monster? Are you crazy?"

Wu Yang was stunned, pursed his lips and turned to look at Lu Xuan, "I hope you won't die... I hope you won't die."

Number 001 Current Status

[Current status: Weak body, insufficient Qi and blood, please take proper care]

It was the same every time Wu Yang checked on him, but Lu Xuan was still the same. He didn't know how to take care of him. He could only feed Mr. Lu some meat or something as much as possible every time.

For the first time, he regretted that he was not well educated. Otherwise, he would have gone to the woods to see if there was any old mountain ginseng or something like that. Since no one was digging for it now, there must be a lot of that stuff.

"Lu Xuan..." Wu Yang whispered softly, but the person on the bed still did not wake up.

"Do you have any way to make him get better quickly?" Wu Yang was really humble now. In the past, when he saw Song Zhe, he wanted to beat him several times, but now he wanted this guy to say a few more words.

"He won't die. Let me ask you, can a normal person survive the amount of blood he vomited?" Song Zhe said speechlessly. It turned out that the love-sick person would stare at people.

"He hasn't woken up yet! Will he become a vegetable?" Wu Yang said in horror.

At this moment, the "unconscious" person suddenly coughed a few times. Lu Xuan opened his eyes and said helplessly: "Can't you expect me to get better?"

"Lu Xuan!" Wu Yang's eyes widened, and the worry on his face cleared up almost visibly.

"He's calling out to his soul. He said he wouldn't die. He just spit out some blood." Lu Xuan reached out and grabbed Wu Yang's hand. "Help me up. I have no strength left in my body."

Wu Yang quickly helped the man up, then asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"I feel uncomfortable everywhere, as if I've gone on a pilgrimage." Lu Xuan said dejectedly. He wanted to raise his hand slightly, but it felt as heavy as if it was filled with water.

Wu Yang kept touching Lu Xuan all over his body and asked where it hurt. Lu Xuan grimaced and almost cried in pain.

He looked at Song Zhe, who just looked at him calmly without saying anything. However, Lu Xuan knew very well that Song Zhe was a reserved person.

"Thank you too." Lu Xuan said.

"No need. I'm already very happy that Brother Lu Xuan left a cake for me." Song Zhe had a blank expression on his face, but his slightly raised eyebrows showed that he was very happy.

The amount of blood he'd vomited these days was so excessive that Lu Xuan almost thought he was dying. But gradually, his body seemed to adapt, and the vomiting and coma became very regular. He got used to it, and the others were the only ones who worried, trying to find ways to get him supplements.

I never brought any supplements with me when I came here, and other people had no concept of supplements at all. They just took whatever tasted good, such as meat. They didn't care what it was as long as it tasted good.

Every time Lu Xuan woke up, he would be looked at by a group of people with extremely expectant eyes. In that situation, no matter what was in his bowl, he had no reason to refuse.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Wu Yang said as he touched Lu Xuan's stomach.

"Porridge, plain porridge is fine." Lu Xuan said reluctantly, "Don't give me so much meat."

"How can you not eat meat? I hunted so many prey for you."

"It's too greasy and bad for your health." Lu Xuan said helplessly.

Wu Yang nodded as soon as he heard this. "Okay then. I'll do it for you."

Before leaving, Wu Yang glanced at Song Zhe, still feeling uneasy. He pursed his lips and seemed to have made up his mind: "Thank you."

After saying that, Wu Yang walked out, as if he was embarrassed, and ran away.

Song Zhe's expression rarely turned into surprise, but it only lasted for a short moment before his expression became expressionless again.

"Has he been guarding me all the time?" Lu Xuan asked.

"Well, he hasn't been anywhere except to get you some meat. He's like a vicious dog, baring his teeth and looking like he's about to bite anyone he sees." Song Zhe made an analogy, and it was indeed true. Han Song wanted to tidy up Lu Xuan's clothes, but was stopped by Wu Yang.

"So outrageous?" Lu Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't you know it in your heart, man?"

"Too."

Lu Xuan smiled. Although he still felt a little bad, it was much better than before. At least he could speak instead of vomiting blood.

During the coma, Lu Xuan was always dreaming. It was nothing but Wu Yang's figure hanging around in his dreams. Sometimes he really felt like he was in heaven. The things in his dreams always made him reminisce.

Maybe it took time to cook the porridge, so Wu Yang didn't come as fast as Lu Xuan thought, but from the speed at which he opened the door and walked in quickly, he was sure that Wu Yang must be very impatient.

"Drink it while it's hot. I added sugar to make it taste better." Wu Yang said as he held the steaming porridge and scooped a spoonful for Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan laughed as soon as he saw it, "It's hot..."

Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, then he quickly blew it back, "Yeah, I forgot."

Lu Xuan suddenly felt uncomfortable. Wu Yang seemed so unfamiliar to him. The cautious Wu Yang was so different from the unbridled and aggressive Wu Yang. Lu Xuan felt uncomfortable.

I made Wu Yang become like this, he doesn't look like him at all.

"Why don't you eat? Don't you want to eat?" Wu Yang suddenly became anxious, and his hand holding the spoon froze in mid-air. He blew on the porridge a few times and it had already cooled down, but Lu Xuan didn't move again.

He was afraid that Lu Xuan would start to bleed from his nose again and then vomit blood half-dead. Wu Yang had already been traumatized by this and was afraid all the time.

He was afraid that Lu Xuan would die suddenly, so he always kept the potion ready. No matter what... Lu Xuan could not die. He would not allow Lu Xuan to die, even if... he became a monster like him.

Both of them were silent. Lu Xuan drank sip after sip, and Wu Yang was like a machine, constantly taking a spoonful and blowing it into Lu Xuan's mouth.

Song Zhe had disappeared at some point. Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang's haggard appearance. He moved his weak hands and gently stroked Wu Yang's face.

"You've become like this in just a few days." Lu Xuan said.

Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan and complained, "Who is that because of?"

"I'm sorry..." Lu Xuan's apology was particularly serious. He stared into Wu Yang's eyes with an extremely sincere look.

"I don't accept it." Wu Yang said as he poured another spoonful of porridge. "Don't even think about saying another word to me unless you finish it all."

Lu Xuan hadn't expected Wu Yang to say that, and he kept agreeing. Actually, Wu Yang just wanted Lu Xuan to hold on a little longer and not fall asleep. Whenever Lu Xuan woke up, he'd soon be bleeding from the nose and vomiting blood...

It seems to be much better now, at least I don’t have a nosebleed anymore.

"Is there something on my face?" Lu Xuan asked.

"No." Wu Yang replied subconsciously, but suddenly remembered what he had just said and didn't want to talk anymore.

"Too little sugar, not sweet enough."

……

Wu Yang didn't say anything. Lu Xuan felt helpless, but he quickly thought of a way to get Wu Yang to speak.

"I'm sleepy..." Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, "Don't sleep... You can't sleep any more."

"chat."

"……it is good."

Lu Xuan smiled and said, "I can't eat anymore."

"No, you have to finish all of this before you can have a little bit." Wu Yang directly rejected Lu Xuan's request.

Looking at Wu Yang's expression that refused to be refused, Lu Xuan gritted his teeth and drank all the porridge. Although the amount was not much, he felt very full.

Wu Yang was also very happy to see others finish drinking the porridge. This time Lu Xuan did not spit it out.

"I'll get some water, don't sleep." Wu Yang looked at him straight.

Lu Xuan nodded helplessly, "No, I'll wait for you to come over."

After hearing the answer he wanted, Wu Yang stood up and walked outside, looking back every few steps as if he was going to run away, which made Lu Xuan laugh and cry.

Seeing people walk away, Lu Xuan shook his head. He could still vaguely hear a lot of noisy sounds, but it was much better than before, and the sounds had begun to gradually disappear.

Wu Yang went and came back, he was extremely anxious. He wanted to tell Lu Xuan not to be so anxious, but considering that everything was because of him, he didn't dare to say it.

"Drink some water." Wu Yang handed the warm water to Lu Xuan's mouth.

Lu Xuan took a small sip and asked, "How's the tree house?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen it."

"Ah, I think we could..."

"Then don't even think about running around. Just stay here. You won't be able to sleep well if it's a mess over there."

Lu Xuan pursed his lips and sighed. He couldn't do anything if he was not in the right.

"Then can you come over and sleep with me for a while?" Lu Xuan blinked at Wu Yang with a pitiful look.

Wu Yang was still moved by this. He took a step back and said, "I can lie down with you, but you can't continue sleeping. Wait for an hour before going back to sleep."

"Yes, sure." Lu Xuan nodded, "Please help me get my diary."

Wu Yang handed Lu Xuan the notebook and said, "You haven't done anything yet, so what's there to write about?"

"Even if you have a dream, you can write it down." Lu Xuan smiled.