This shadow guard is kinda nice

Mo Ran's consciousness was erratic, in the darkness, he was ups and downs, struggling, and he hadn't returned to his master yet, so he couldn't just explain it here.But no matter what, he still couldn't break free from the darkness.

Slowly, he sank deeper and deeper, and when he was about to be swallowed into the boundless darkness, the darkness dissipated for no reason, and a large piece of golden light poured down.

Mo Ran squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand, with dazzling light on his fingertips, he vaguely saw someone standing in front of him, and he wanted to see what that person looked like.

However, the light was so bright that he couldn't see anything clearly.

He struggled to get up, trying to chase after him, but the man disappeared in an instant like a mirror image.

Darkness strikes again.

He was extremely disappointed, and sat down on the ground, with his head bowed and silent, his eyes were extremely dark, he closed his eyes, and after an unknown amount of time, he seemed to hear someone talking.

He tried to concentrate.

The voice was low and deep, calling his name over and over again, he opened his eyes, and that figure appeared again.

Mo Ran's eyes lit up instantly, he got up, and just chased that figure recklessly, leaving the darkness behind him, and the light in front of him became brighter and brighter.

The blurry figure was no longer blurred, and he saw it clearly, that figure was clearly the master.

He was overjoyed and called out, "Master."

The person lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, the joy had not faded away, the corners of his raised lips froze there, his eyes were on the top of the bed, where could there be any darkness or light.

Confusion gradually came to mind, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

It's like a big dream, when you wake up, everything disappears, only the person in the dream is here feeling lost.

"you're awake?"

A voice of surprise rang in his ears, Mo Ran turned his head stiffly, it was Doctor Zhang.

Unspeakable disappointment spread in his heart, he thought it was his master.

The light he chases in the dark is his master.

The dream was so real that he couldn't get over it now.

Doctor Zhang looked at him in a daze, and he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mo Ran's eyes.

Could it be that he was stupid?

Mo Ran closed his eyes irritably, and he said, "Don't shake it."

When he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he was startled.

Doctor Zhang is relieved, it's okay, it's okay, I'm not stupid.

Otherwise, it would be a pity that such a handsome shadow guard is stupid.

He went to the table and poured Mo Ran a cup of tea.

"Drink a little, it will make your throat feel better." Mo Ran opened his eyes and tried to sit up with his arms propped up, but just as he moved his arms, he groaned and fell on the bed.He had been asleep for so long that he forgot that he had been stabbed twice before.

Physician Zhang quickly put down the teacup, "Oh, my ancestor, slow down, you are injured." He said, wanting to help Mo Ran.

Mo Ran raised his hand with difficulty, placed it between him and Doctor Zhang, silently refusing him to help him.

"Where's the master?" He slowly raised his body, leaned against the bed frame, and asked.

Doctor Zhang rolled his eyes at him, this person with a bad temper doesn't want to be helped. It's not like I didn't help you up when you were in a coma, although it was only once.

After waking up, I want to find my master, really...

Doctor Zhang complained in his heart, and he would still satisfy the patient's request, "I'll find your prince for you, you should lie down first, don't move around, if the wound is torn, the prince will have to blame it later Me." He said angrily.

"Thank you..." Mo Ran said with some difficulty, he was still a little groggy now, and the wound felt like bursts of pain. He was asleep before and didn't feel anything, but now the pain is all there.

He deserved it, and he didn't escape at all.

Grand Physician Zhang waved his hand and said it was nothing, he turned around and went out, just as he stepped over the threshold, the courtyard door was opened, and Xiao Yichen came back.

Doctor Zhang was overjoyed.

……

Xiao Yichen carried some cold wind, as soon as he entered the door, he took off the cloak on his body, and then went into the inner room.

Seeing Mo Ran half leaning on the bed frame, his expression involuntarily softened, maybe he had experienced this time, and his mood was different.

"woke up?"

When Mo Ran heard a familiar voice, he turned his head to look at the person coming.

His face and figure were all exactly the same as in his dream.

"Master." He said with his eyes bent.

In the past, Xiao Yichen had heard many people call him master, but none of them felt as special as this person in front of him.

Heart sour.

It seemed that he had been waiting for this master for a long time.

He sat down by the bed, and subconsciously reached out to touch Mo Ran's forehead.

The cool palm touched Mo Ran's forehead, Mo Ran froze for a moment, then remained motionless, and soon, the palm was retracted, and Mo Ran greedily hoped that the palm could be left for a while, it was cool and comfortable.

"Still a bit hot."

Tomorrow is the last day, if after that, the fever doesn't stop, then Mo Ran has really passed it.

Moran only thought it was the fever from the wound, and didn't take it to heart.

Xiao Yichen stared into his eyes, he had been in a coma for several days, his face was still pale, his eyes no longer had the sharpness of the past, replaced by a moist, lovely and pitiful look.

He chuckled, and Moran lowered his head in embarrassment.

Such morbid weakness is rare.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo Ran's head, brought over the teacup that Doctor Zhang had placed beside him, and put it under Mo Ran's lips.

Mo Ran looked up at him, obediently took his hand and drank the water.After drinking a cup of warm tea, Mo Ran's throat felt better.

Xiao Yichen put the cup aside, "How do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Even though Mo Ran was in severe pain all over his body, he still shook his head and said, "It's not uncomfortable."

Xiao Yichen understood his temperament, sighed and said: "You don't need to hide it, just speak out when you feel uncomfortable."

Mo Ran nodded ignorantly, maybe he had just woken up, or maybe it was the relationship in his dream, he was now extremely dependent on this person in front of him.

He said softly that it hurts everywhere.

Headache, shoulder pain, abdominal pain, maybe it's because I've been lying down for a long time, my legs hurt too, everything hurts.

Xiao Yichen stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, patted his back gently, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Mo Ran's body was stiff, his eyes were wide open, the master seemed... different from usual?

What's different, he couldn't tell.

His voice was ringing in his ears, as if he really didn't feel the pain anymore.

He closed his eyes, his mind was full of the master, the voice of the master, the face of the master...

Doctor Zhang stood outside, he was holding the medicine, he didn't want to enter it, he didn't want to enter it, he looked at his shoe upper with lowered eyes, after a while, the medicine was almost cold, the two still didn't intend to separate.

He made up his mind and coughed twice.

Mo Ran opened his eyes, and seeing Doctor Zhang outside the door, his face blushed inexplicably, and he was about to struggle to get out of Xiao Yichen's arms.

Xiao Yichen smiled, let go of him, got up, walked to Doctor Zhang, glared at him, and brought the medicine over.

Doctor Zhang gave a flattering smile, touched his nose and went out.

"Drink by yourself or should I feed you?" Xiao Yichen asked with a smile.

"The subordinates come by themselves."

Mo Ran took the medicine bowl, drank the medicine in small sips, Xiao Yichen sat aside and said: "Take care of it these few days, don't move around."

Mo Ran put the medicine bowl aside, and nodded in response. His current injury really needs to be taken care of. If there are any sequelae left, not to mention the damage to the body, it will not be very easy to do things for the master in the future.

Mo Ran thought about it, and wanted to tell his master what happened that day, but Xiao Yichen was one step ahead of him, "Go to sleep for a while, and we'll talk about it later."

Mo Ran nodded, just woke up, still a little mentally weak, just now he was just supporting in front of the master, now he is obediently lying on the bed, watching Xiao Yichen lift the corner of the quilt for him, and put him outside the quilt Hands tucked into the quilt.

He blinked, "Master, you should also go to bed earlier, don't be tired."

He felt ashamed, the burden on his master was heavy, he had been in a coma for an unknown amount of time, it was fine if he couldn't share it with the master, and it was nothing but trouble for him.

Xiao Yichen bent his lips and said, "Don't think too much, have a good rest." He flicked out the candle, and when he went out, the smile on his face disappeared completely.

He raised his head, the sky was still dark.

There is no need to tell him that Mo Ran is suffering from the disease, the final result will be tomorrow.

There is a thin line between life and death.

The author has something to say: It’s just a dream, and I’m still very touched after waking up for a long time~