After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

Actually, Master is right.

My body is indeed not yet suitable for sword practice.

I don't know if my body is getting weaker or something else, these days I always feel heavy in my body, and from time to time I feel a strange heat in my body,

It seems to have caused a cold or a fever, but when I carefully identify it, it doesn't seem to be the case, which is really strange.

Although most of them are like a flash in the pan, there are also menacing and very difficult to deal with.

For example, this time.

I was lying on the bed and curled up sleepily. It was obviously still a chilly spring season, but I kept sweating outside.

hot……

So hot……

I suddenly felt as if I had been put into a steamer, and the surrounding temperature was so high that it almost scalded me.

But hotter, is myself.

For a moment, I almost thought that what was flowing in my veins was not blood, but some kind of magma.

……What's wrong with me?

How can it be so hot?

I'm... am I having a fever again?

But... a few days ago, didn't I just have a fever...

Why... again...?

Could it be that the fever... just receded temporarily, and didn't... heal completely?

I thought in a daze, the sea of ​​consciousness was covered in mist.

The dense to viscous fog covered my whole body, making it difficult to breathe.

"……Well……"

I struggled to get up, but the quilt, which was not considered heavy in the past, suddenly seemed to be heavy with iron slurry, pressing me down heavily, unable to move, and even lifting a finger became a hundred times more difficult.

uncomfortable...

I felt that the quilt covering my body was heavy and stuffy, so I frowned and pushed the quilt on my body. I thought I had used a lot of strength, but in fact I didn't even have the strength to leave a fingerprint on the quilt.

The muscles of the whole body are sore and limp, the entire spine and even the bones of the whole body are crisp and soft, as if they can be crushed into powder with a little force.

Sore, painful, swollen... My fingers vainly clenched the only fabric I could touch, until my knuckles protruded. Why did it hurt so much?

not a fever...

I was gasping for breath, and even my breathing was uncomfortable with the scorching mist.

What am I...

……What's wrong?

I was both confused and terrified.

"Help..." I instinctively wanted to ask for help, but a weak whimper came out of my throat, "...no...help, help..."

Master, Master... Master!

I felt my brain was messed up by high fever and pain, and there was only one voice echoing in my sea of ​​consciousness——

Master, save me.

...Only Master can save me, and only Master will save me.

I bit my lip, trying to exchange the pain for clarity, but that little pain was too inconspicuous, my bones were aching, my heart beat chaotically and violently, and even my temples were throbbing.

The discomfort in my body reached the extreme, and I tried to curl myself up, as if it would make me less uncomfortable.

So sad……

I suddenly had an illusion, as if there was something in my body, from every blood vessel to every inch of tendon, spreading and growing along my limbs.

It seems that something that has been suppressed is trying to break through the shackles and break free.

pain……

It hurts!

I was so cold and sweaty that I almost crushed my teeth.

How can it be so painful...

As if the bones of the whole body were broken and reorganized, the time became longer.

"..."

Am I dying?

Is the bug recurring?

There was chaos in my mind, and messy thoughts ran wildly in my sea of ​​consciousness.

uncomfortable...

I feel pessimistically that I will not make it through.

will i die?

I was wrong……

Wanwan knew she was wrong, Wanwan shouldn't have disobeyed Master...

I sobbed softly.

"help me……"

"Master..."

The entire back was bent because of the pain, the chest and lungs were extremely hot, and every inch of flesh and blood felt numb and tingling like a hundred ants eating the heart.

Vaguely, I seem to smell a faint fragrance again.

With a certain tantalizing sweetness.

This smell is not unfamiliar, it appeared briefly a few months ago, during the night when I was also tortured by high fever.

It's like a floral fragrance, more like the sweet fragrance of a certain kind of fruit that is ripe to the extreme and fragrant to the extreme.

I sniffed the aroma and felt hotter and hotter.

Compared with the previous one, the fragrance is especially green and sweet, with a few percent more sweetness, as if it can arouse the most primitive desire in the heart.

When I smelled this aroma, I felt that the blood in my whole body seemed to be boiling, and I was eager to do something.

For example, lift off the quilt that wraps me, tear off the clothes that bind me, and then...then jump into the cold water lake for a good night's soak.

I frowned, thinking impetuously.

really dying...

In my confused consciousness, I suddenly realized that the source of that strange fragrance was actually myself.

Before I could lose my doubts, I was pushed into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness by waves of heat waves from my body. I was ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering, and I didn't know when I would be rescued.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door being opened.

The cool wind from the outside poured in from the open door, which gave me a moment of clarity. I trembled and tried to open my heavy eyelids to look at the person coming.

But I don't know if it's because of the dense water vapor, so the things in my sight became hazy.

I heard a burst of footsteps, the man approached me slowly and stopped in front of my bed.

The familiar aura of frost and snow followed the man's bending over, I raised my head with difficulty, and saw Luo Wuchen in white clothes under the candlelight.

As if glowing.

"Master... respect..." I squeezed out a sliver of clarity from the vortex of pain, I wanted to get up and grab a piece of his clothes, but my body was so weak that I was dizzy and couldn't help it. Use half your strength.

"Wanwan." Luo Wuchen pressed his dry palm against my hot cheek, stroked the messy hair stuck to my cheek behind my ear, and fed me a elixir.

"Master..." I tried my best to squeeze out a voice from my uncontrollable throat, looked at Luo Wuchen with dim eyes and tearful eyes: "...will I die?"

Luo Wuchen said in a low voice, "No."

I muttered in a trance, "Will Master... save... me?"

Luo Wuchen's fingers paused, and his cold voice suddenly became distant, "Yes."

"That's great..." I got the master's promise, and I was not afraid of anything. I relaxed the spirit that I had been holding on to, and smiled weakly, and let myself fall into the darkness with peace of mind.

In my drowsy consciousness, I felt Luo Wuchen's heavy eyes looking at me, like pity, like pity, and he never moved away for a long time.

After this time, I have learned a lesson, and for a long time, I dare not mention the matter of sword training with Master again.

I was really intimidated.

Ants are still alive, so I naturally want to live.

But how could I have thought that, as far as I am concerned, even surviving is a luxury.