After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Chapter 245: 0 Food in Bag, Return Date

Xie Nanxing cried.

Xie Nanxing, who had never cried in front of anyone except Shen Jinmo, just cried like this.

Crying like a helpless child.

While crying, she shook Yang Huai's hand: "A Huai, please ask him to be gentler, please ask him to be gentler, please."

No matter how much better Xie Nanxing got, he was still that sickly kid.

Xie Nanxing will never be able to hug Shen Jinmo in his lifetime.

So he cannot push aside Sui Yi and replace it with Sui Yi.

It was because of his uselessness that Shen Jinmo suffered so much more pain.

Sui Yi didn't actually use any strength. Ever since he took care of Yang Huai, he knew how to take care of people.

But facing Xie Nanxing's crying and Yang Huai's warning look, Sui Yi continued to slow down his movements.

Treat Shen Jinmo, who has no idea what pain is, like treating a feather.

He didn't think it was unnecessary. In the eyes of his lover, Shen Jinmo would always have the right to be weak.

The couch was stained with too much blood, so Mo Ping and Sui Yi lifted it up together, intending to find a place to throw it away.

When Xie Nanxing saw the moving couch, although the tears on his face were not yet dry, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Tomorrow morning, have someone carry the couch to the palace gate. Let the officials attending the morning court watch you clean the couch and then return it to Eunuch Lin."

I have seen it clearly and understood it. After the court session tomorrow, I will not come to Xie's house to ask why just to vent my anger.

If Shen Jinmo's injuries were placed on these pedantic court officials, they would be dead for ten lifetimes.

The room returned to calm. Xie Nanxing personally fanned the wound on Shen Jinmo's back to dry it. He knelt in front of Shen Jinmo with needle and thread and slowly sewed up his pajamas.

Xiao Gao brought the medicine that was just right for drinking. Xie Nanxing seemed tireless as he took the medicine bowl and held the small silver spoon to feed the medicine to Shen Jinmo.

A comatose person has lost consciousness and cannot taste the bitterness of medicine, nor can he swallow it.

The medicine overflowed from the corners of Shen Jinmo's mouth again and again. Xie Nanxing took a handkerchief and patiently wiped the medicine that overflowed from the corners of Shen Jinmo's mouth again and again.

And the heart that had lost its calm due to the pain slowly returned to normal.

"Shen Jinmo, you have to drink the medicine obediently."

He took a small silver spoon and fed Shen Jinmo a mouthful: "If you don't drink the medicine obediently..."

No matter what, I can’t say a threatening word: “I will still love you.”

This bite still didn't go in, so Xie Nanxing fed him another spoonful: "I will still only love you."

The last spoonful of medicine was spit out, and Xie Nanxing calmly took the bowl that Xiao Gaoduo had cooked and fed the medicine to Shen Jinmo again with his mouth.

After finishing the bowl of medicine, Xie Nanxing's expression softened completely.

The fact that he couldn't take the medicine even after being coaxed into swallowing it showed that Shen Jinmo had lost all consciousness.

And having no perception is naturally a very good thing.

Xie Nanxing felt great that Shen Jinmo didn't have to endure the pain while awake.

As for whether Shen Jinmo would remain in a coma, Xie Nanxing had never had such worries.

Shen Jinmo will definitely wake up after he has had a good rest.

Xie Nanxing knew.

The moon was past the zenith. Yang Huai carried Xie Nanxing's dinner in one hand and a small stool in the other and placed them in front of Shen Jinmo's couch.

"Master, you eat in front of the master. He will be happier if he knows you are enjoying your meal."

Xie Nanxing put down the scissors and ruler in his hands, spread the shiny cloth on the bed, then sat on a small stool and began to drink the porridge.

When Xie Nanxing took the first mouthful of porridge, he felt like vomiting.

But looking at Shen Jinmo's pale face, Xie Nanxing overcame the urge to vomit and swallowed the porridge.

Repeating this over and over again, Xie Nanxing's bright eyes became red and swollen.

Xie Nanxing clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes, looking at Shen Jinmo, suddenly had some sparkling something in them.

As if waiting for Shen Jinmo's praise.

Just when Yang Huai felt relieved because Xie Nanxing had eaten something, the sourness that could not be suppressed made Xie Nanxing vomit out all the porridge.

It was spit out exactly into the soup bowl.

Yang Huai, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, finally understood what Shen Jinmo meant to Xie Nanxing.

It's life.

is all.

Something happened to Shen Jinmo, and no one in this world can take good care of Xie Nanxing.

If Shen Jinmo dies, Xie Nanxing must pay with his life.

Yang Huai bent down and took the soup bowl away, no longer thinking of persuading Xie Nanxing to eat.

After walking around the room, Yang Huai saw the cloth bag hanging beside the bed. It looked the same as the snack bag that Xie Nanxing used to hang around his waist.

His scalp suddenly tightened, and Yang Huai felt as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

Yang Huai took off the cloth bag tremblingly, and looked at the candied fruits and dried meat that Shen Jinmo had prepared for Xie Nanxing long ago. His eyes were filled with soreness again.

He walked up to Xie Nanxing, knelt down and tied the bag of candied fruit around his waist.

"I noticed that you prepared a lot of snack bags. If you are hungry, you can have some snacks first."

Xie Nanxing put down the scissors in his hand, touched the snack bag at his waist, took out a plum and chewed it slowly.

Without any urge to vomit, Xie Nanxing picked up the scissors again and started to sit down and cut clothes.

His eyes fell on the bedposts, and Xie Nanxing counted them: "Ahuai, are there ten cloth bags in total?"

Yang Huai also counted: "Including the one on you, there are ten in total."

Ten bags, ten days later it will be New Year’s Eve.

If Shen Jinmo had not been locked up in the palace for several days, judging by the number of bags, Shen Jinmo wanted to prepare New Year's goods with Xie Nanxing and get rid of the old and welcome the new together.

Shen Jinmo wanted to spend New Year's Eve with Xie Nanxing from the beginning.

Xie Nanxing nodded and continued cutting clothes.

After cutting out a set of clothes, Xie Nanxing came close to Shen Jinmo, touched Shen Jinmo's forehead, confirmed that he did not have a fever, and then leaned close to Shen Jinmo's ear and whispered.

"Shen Jinmo, it's okay, you don't have to wake up before the Spring Festival."

"It's going to hurt when you wake up."

"We can spend many New Year's Eves together in the future, so wait until you are no longer in pain, then wake up, okay?"

"My appetite may not be very good these past two days. I will eat some snacks to slow down my appetite. After I finish the snacks, I will definitely have a good meal."

"Don't worry, you won't vomit again. I promise you. Can you trust me one more time?"