Born of Worry

Li Xian's condition worsened again, and Shen Xin managed to stabilize his pulse after working all night.

Mo Wen was also in shock for a whole night without daring to close his eyes, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment. His palms were so nervous that he broke out in cold sweat. When Li Xian's condition stabilized, he was slightly relieved, and sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand. He guarded every step of the way, for fear that something strange would happen to him again.

At the same time, I felt extremely regretful in my heart, I shouldn't have taken him out, but his hopeful look, how could he be so cruel as to refuse, he came and went, only turned into a sigh.

Li Xian fell into a coma for several days, and did not wake up until the night of New Year's Eve. He leaned against the bed and listened to Mo Wen's words for a while.

At night, the pot of epiphyllum bloomed quietly again, and the fragrance filled the whole bedroom.Although Li Xian couldn't see it blooming, he could smell its fragrance, so he braced himself and talked to Mo Wen with a smile.

Mo Wen gave a bowl of dumplings to cook, but he only ate one. Not surprisingly, there were copper coins wrapped in the dumpling, but no amount of copper coins could slow down the passing of his life day by day.

After that, Li Xian's health didn't get any better.

Mo Wen had lived for more than a thousand years, and this was the first time he experienced such despair. Before, he always thought that there was always a way to cure him, but now, he was afraid that he would really be disheartened.

Li Xian had a low fever every day, his mind was not clear, and he often had nightmares at night.Mo Wen couldn't stay with him all day and all night, and sometimes something would happen when he woke up after just going out for a while.

For example, one day, when he came back from frying some medicine, he saw Li Xian huddled in a corner of the bed with a terrified expression, hugging his knees and trembling all over, and in front of him was a snake that was at a loss.When Mo Chou saw him coming, he hurriedly explained to him the whole story. It turned out that he climbed into Li Xian's bed because he was greedy for warmth at night, but he slept too comfortably and forgot to leave in the morning. When Li Xian touched him, he suddenly went crazy and threw He shook it off violently and became what he is now.

Mo Wen was not in the mood to listen to his explanation at all, and shouted: "Get out, get out! Get out!!"

The black snake was very aggrieved, and rolled away in disgrace. Mo Wen stepped forward to hug Li Xian, but saw him shrink into a ball in panic, muttering: "Go, go...don't touch me...don't hit me!" I do not want!"

He hugged his head, no matter how Mo Wen called him, he couldn't wake him up, as if he had sunk into a world that only belonged to him, isolated from the world, outsiders couldn't get in, and he couldn't get out.

Mo Wen was helpless, and even used his spiritual sense to pry into his heart, but was blocked by something and could not end.He had no choice but to call Shen Xin, but because Li Xian was struggling all the time, Shen Xin couldn't diagnose his pulse at all, so he said: "Hold him for me."

Mo Wen was very unwilling to hurt Li Xian, but he couldn't help thinking because of the emergency, so he pressed his body half on Li Xian, holding down his limbs, and Li Xian immediately resisted more fiercely, screaming loudly: "Go away! ! Don't touch me, get out of here——!"

Shen Xin took his pulse, her brows were furrowed, and she simply stunned him with a needle. Mo Wen's heart ached like a knife, and asked her what she saw, but she didn't answer for a long time.

Later she called Qin Yu again and asked him about the "Phantom God Pill", but Qin Yu only heard Xie Yan and Hu Lugu talk about it occasionally, and didn't know what it was.Shen Xin flipped through some medical books, and finally figured out what this "Phantom God Pill" was, and at the same time her heart sank.

Xie Yan didn't want to give Li Xian the Illusory God Pill at the beginning. Firstly, it was rare and precious; secondly, it had serious side effects. Many people would answer the question right after taking this medicine, but they often left it at that. Mental disorder, no longer curable.

Li Xian was not controlled by the magic pill before, it was mostly supported by his willpower, and he didn't show anything when he returned to Dayin, and it was probably due to the dragon's blood effect of Mo Wen. Although he lost his mind occasionally, it didn't cause them too much attention.But now, Li Xian's physical condition has fallen to the bottom, his illness is heavy, his spirit has no support, and he can hardly support himself, so he was taken advantage of by the side effects of the magical pill.

Shen Xin searched through the medical books, but did not find any cure for this disease. There were only some temporary delays, and he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. According to the above, soak the silver needle with medicine and pierce it into Li Xian. Mo Wen's dragon blood was added to his acupuncture points, hoping to make him feel better.

The effect of this method was not obvious at first, and after a few days, Mo Wen saw him smash the teacup and cut the brand mark on the back of his waist with a sharp piece of porcelain. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and did not hurt too deeply, but He was also badly scratched, so frightened that he immediately knocked Li Xian unconscious, bandaged the wound, and then put away all the things that could be broken in the house.

Shen Xin never gave up on treating Li Xian. After nearly a month, his condition finally improved, but it was good and bad, sometimes sober and sometimes hallucinating. As the days passed, Chun Ri As the days approached, the frequency of hallucinations gradually decreased, and the body also improved slightly.

This winter, he has survived again.

As soon as the weather turned warm, a postal report suddenly came from far away southern Xinjiang.

This post report was sent by Zhenyuan General Wei Heng, the content said that the Miao patriarch wanted to send envoys to Dayin to offer gifts, and the envoys were ready to go, and they only needed to seek the consent of Emperor Dayin before embarking on the journey.

When Li Ye received this post report, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't dare to disturb the group of ministers, and hurriedly called Shen Xin. The two were discussing countermeasures, but Li Xian suddenly got up, and said: "Let them come .”

Li Ye was taken aback by him, and quickly helped him to sit down, "Are you sure? Then I will receive them for you?"

Li Xian smiled wryly, "No, they came here just to see if I'm alright. They said they were going to Beijing to present a gift. It's just a cover. I not only want them to come, but also to receive them personally."

"Your Majesty," Shen Xin said before Li Ye, "You should be clear about your own body, if you try to be brave, I will not be able to save you."

"I know." Li Xian sighed, "But Dayin, it's time to recuperate after the war and chaos. If the Miao people take advantage of others' danger again, wouldn't everything I've done before come to naught."

"But it's not Dayin who needs to recuperate the most right now, it's you!"

"Yes...but I can still hold on. Anyway, I don't have many days left in my life. Instead of wasting it day by day, it's better to do something meaningful." He raised his head to face Shen Xin, "You Say yes?"

Shen Xin turned her face away, but saw Mo Wen standing at the door at some point, holding a medicine bowl in his hand, with downcast eyes, with an unconcealable sadness in his brows.

The mission was escorted by a team led by Wei Heng himself. After two months of marching, on April [-], the mission finally arrived in Beijing.

The Ascending Dragon Hall was used to receive missions, and all the missions stood neatly. Li Xian was dressed in a black and red dragon robe and an emperor's crown, and walked up the steps slowly, with a calm pace and a ruddy complexion.

He sat down on the dragon chair, waved his right hand, put his left hand on the armrest of the dragon chair, and said calmly, "Everyone, please be seated."

In the eyes of the envoys who came down from the steps, he was fine, even very healthy, but Mo Wen knew that he was just at the end of his strength, struggling on his own.

Her calm walk was all fake, her ruddy complexion was all made up, and even the white strands on her temples were carefully pinned into her black hair so that she couldn't see it.

Li Xian asked Shen Xin to quench the anesthetic with a silver needle to pierce the acupoints in his lungs, even if it hurts, he couldn't feel it for the time being.

Mo Wen concealed himself and stood beside him, with his right hand covering his left hand, secretly transmitting his internal energy to him to ensure that he still had the strength to speak.

His whole body was shaking, and Mo Wen could feel it.

It's just that I don't know why I'm working so hard.

In the end, there are only a few pages in black and white on the history books. Even if the merits and virtues are equal to the sky, it is nothing more than for future generations to look up to.

No matter how much you do, after a hundred years, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess.

Maybe he is not suitable to be an ink dragon, he does not have the heart of selflessness to help the world and save all sentient beings.

Perhaps in this regard, he was far worse than Li Xian.

After the embassy had settled down and all the ministers left the hall, Li Xian finally couldn't hold it any longer, and suddenly burst into a cough that had been suppressed for a long time.

Mo Wen was powerless to stop him, and only offered his arms silently, so that the man could have a place to rely on temporarily after exhausting his mind.

He hugged the comatose Li Xian, but couldn't see the makeup on his face, wiped it off, and poured the dragon's blood prepared in advance into his throat.

My heart hurts so badly that it won't hurt anymore.

He's not stupid, he already knew which side the balance in Li Xian's mind was leaning towards.

The mission stayed in Weiyang for ten days. After ten days, Li Xian rewarded them with many treasures, and then let Wei Heng escort them back to southern Xinjiang.

He personally sent them out of the city.

Li Xian was finally drained of his last bit of strength.

Since then, I have been ill.