Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Chapter 187 Su Ran Vomits Blood and Falls into Coma

Shen Li's lively and vivid face kept appearing in Su Ran's mind. This face was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping his heart.

He knew very well the danger of prying into the secrets of heaven. Last time, he was seriously injured and almost lost his life.

However, at this moment, he couldn't care less. In this seemingly ordinary and simple courtyard, his body had miraculously recovered to a large extent. He felt that this was another opportunity bestowed upon him by the heavens, and he must not let it go easily.

So, he slowly took out the ancient and mysterious tortoise shell, looked solemn, and began to deduce carefully.

As the deduction progressed, his eyes gradually lost their former brilliance and became white, as if shrouded in a thick fog.

In the chaos, a picture slowly unfolded: a thin girl appeared in front of him. She was dressed in tattered clothes, with sparse and dry hair, like dead grass in winter.

On her back was a basket that was almost as tall as she was. The weight of the basket made her stagger, and every step seemed extremely laborious. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to move forward, but her frail body could not bear such a heavy burden. Suddenly, she stumbled and fell to the ground, and the basket also fell over, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

Su Ran wanted to see more clearly, to understand who this girl was and how she was related to Shen Li. But just as he tried to focus, his vision suddenly went black, and a powerful backlash washed over him like a surging tide. Su Ran felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. He endured the excruciating pain, relying on his tenacious willpower, and with trembling hands, he quickly gathered up the tortoise shell and other related items. But his body could no longer support him, and like a felled tree, he fell straight back.

Lin waited outside for Su Ran for a long time, but he didn't come out to eat, leaving her perplexed. She filled a plate with food and gently pushed open Su Ran's door. However, the sight before her horrified her: Su Ran slumped to the ground, his mouth brimming with blood, the glaring crimson contrasting sharply with his pale face. Lin screamed in fear, her chopsticks and bowls slipping from her hands, hitting the ground with a resounding clatter. She didn't even bother to clean up, turning frantically and scurrying out of the room.

At that moment, Shen Li and Zhang were happily enjoying the delicious food they had cooked. Laughter and chatter echoed throughout the room, but the harmonious atmosphere was suddenly shattered by Lin's sudden intrusion. Lin's eyes were filled with fear as she stumbled in. Before Shen Li could even ask, Lin's voice trembled and trembled as she said, "Miss... Young Master Su has vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. I don't know what happened!"

When Shen Li heard this, her face suddenly changed. Without hesitation, she put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and ran to Su Ran's room. As she ran, she turned back and anxiously asked Lin: "Did you notice anyone outside entering the yard?"

Lin was so frightened that she was at a loss for words. She just kept shaking her head and said, "No, no, there was always someone in the yard!"

Shen Li walked quickly into Su Ran's room, her expression solemn and calm. She quickly instructed Lin, "Help me get him on the bed. I'll take a look at him!" In order to smoothly feed Su Ran the spiritual spring water, she then said to Lin, "Go to the hospital first and boil some of his old medicine."

Lin hurriedly accepted the order, bowed, and then quickly picked up the debris on the ground and the mess in the house, then hurried out.

Shen Li gently grasped Su Ran's hand, a pale, bloodless hand. Su Ran was already thin, and his hand seemed even thinner and longer, as if it would break if bent. Shen Li frowned, carefully examining Su Ran's face, which was pale with a hint of sickly gray. She reached out and touched Su Ran's forehead, feeling his body temperature, then gently opened his eyes and carefully examined his condition. His eyes, once bright and deep, had lost their luster and were now empty and lifeless. Finally, she placed her fingers on Su Ran's pulse, concentrating on feeling the pulse beat.

In fact, when Shen Li and Lin just stepped into the house, Su Ran had already regained some consciousness, but he was extremely weak at the moment and had no strength to get up. He could only close his eyes and pretend to be unconscious. At this moment, he clearly felt Shen Li's small hand wandering on his forehead, and then gently opened his eyes to check, and finally took his pulse. He couldn't help but be shocked, and secretly thanked himself: Fortunately, she didn't feel my pulse before. Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard Shen Li's puzzled muttering in his ears: "He was almost well when I felt his pulse last time? Why is he so dilapidated now!