Morning Star

Chapter 206: She owes him so much, how should she pay him back?

Chujiu changed his clothes and went downstairs, just in time for lunch.

Chu Furong saw that she came down but did not follow Mo Xinglan, and was about to ask her why she didn't stay with Mo Xinglan, but before she could say anything, she heard Chu Jiu said in surprise: "Ah, it's better to come at the right time than to come early. Just in time for dinner."

Seeing her expression and her ability to speak so fluently, Chu Furong breathed a sigh of relief and scolded her with a smile, "What a foodie."

Chujiu shrugged and didn't take her words seriously. She usually wouldn't complain if she had something to eat.

After a while, the food was ready, but Chu Furong brought another table with food on it and placed it in front of Chu Jiu.

Chujiu looked at the food in front of him blankly, then raised his eyes to look at Chu Furong: "What? Are you afraid that I won't be full and you're packing it for me?"

How can I not pack one for her when she eats one? Hehehehe...

"What do you mean by packing it for you? It's for you to bring it to Xinglan." Chu Furong nodded her head unhappily.

"Ah?" She frowned and looked at the empty stairs.

Why hasn’t he come down yet at this time?

Then he became confused again: "He has hands and feet, why should I carry him up there? Can't he come down by himself?"

Didn’t he come down to eat by himself before?

Chu Furong glared at her and scolded, "Why don't you have a conscience?"

"What? I..."

She couldn't believe what Chu Furong said. She wanted to refute but was interrupted by Chu Furong: "He almost fell down when he went downstairs to make medicine for you the day before yesterday. He has been taking care of you these two days. Now he won't even bother to send you food?"

"Wait, you said the day before yesterday? These two days?" She was shocked.

"I've been in a coma for two days?"

"Uh..." Chu Furong looked her up and down. She didn't remember what happened yesterday? It seemed that Mo Xinglan didn't tell her. Forget it, Mo Xinglan must have his reasons for not saying anything. It would be better for her not to get involved in what happened between them.

Chujiu ignored Chu Furong's reaction and thought about what Chu Furong had just said, and then recalled Mo Xinglan's listless appearance. After thinking for a moment, he asked Piaomiao in his mind.

“Piaomiao!”

"What's the matter?" Piao Miao responded.

"I was unconscious for two days. Can Mo Xinglan find out the reason for my coma?"

Mo Xinglan is an expert in medicine. If he could find out what the result would be?

At this time, Piaomiao replied: "No."

"No? Nothing can be found?" She had a bad feeling.

"Yes."

"..."

What would he do if he couldn't find anything and she was still unconscious?

Suddenly she thought of something and felt unhappy. Without hesitation, she picked up the bowl and prepared a meal for herself. She picked up the table and went upstairs without saying anything.

Chu Furong glanced at her, shook her head and sighed, then turned and went to the backyard to call Gao Yashan and Zhuohua to eat.

Chujiu came to Mo Xinglan's door and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mo Xinglan, I, I'll give it to you... I'm coming in."

After she finished speaking, she waited for a while and got no response, then added: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

"…I'm coming in."

After saying that, she pushed the door open with her foot and walked in. She looked around the room but saw no one. She frowned and put the food on the table, then called out in confusion: "Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan!"

I waited for a while but no one responded.

Where did he go? The inn is so small, and he is covered in wounds. Where can he go alone? Could he have fainted somewhere?

Thinking of this, my heart tightened and I quickly searched around the house, shouting as I searched.

The room was so small that the only place where a person could hide was in the closet, but he wouldn't hide in the closet.

Only behind the screen.

So she went behind the screen and opened her mouth to shout something, but before she could say anything, her mouth remained open and motionless.

His eyes were wide open.

She didn't know whether to be horrified or ashamed by the scene before her.

What caught my eye was a bucket of blood, and a naked boy curled up in the blood. The blood only reached a little below his shoulders. He leaned his head against the edge of the bucket, his eyes tightly closed, his hair stuck to his face in the water, and water drops slid down his cheeks along his hair. His face was pale and blue, and if he hadn't frowned and trembled slightly, it would have been hard not to think he had...

Chujiu frowned and walked quickly to his side, staring at his face, not daring to look any further down. Since it was bloody water, it meant that it was blood-stained water, and the bottom could still be seen. Although he shrank his body, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't see something.

It would be so awful if she saw it. If he knew about it, he would definitely beat her to death.

He swallowed and raised his hand tremblingly, not knowing where to put it.

I might as well squat down, hold the edge of the bucket with both hands, and stare at his face, so that I can't see anything.

He poked his forehead with his hand: "Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan..."

After shouting twice, I only saw him frowning and looking very uncomfortable.

Chujiu frowned and tidied the hair that was sticking to his face, and softened his voice: "Xingxing, Xingxing... wake up, Xingxing..."

He frowned, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked towards the source of the sound in a daze, muttering to himself: "Jiuer...Jiuer..."

"It's me." Chujiu replied quickly.

Mo Xinglan suspected that he was dreaming, but he didn't expect that she would actually answer him.

It was confirmed that this was reality, because she didn't recognize him in every dream.

He moved his dizzy head and looked at the girl in front of him confusedly: "What are you doing?"

Chujiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this and tapped his forehead: "What am I doing? I called you to eat for a long time but you didn't show up, so I came to find you."

Then he looked at the water surface again and said, "What's wrong with you? You're soaking in the water even though you're injured. Aren't you afraid of the wound getting infected? Is the wound split open again? Huh?"

"Wounds..." He muttered to himself. The next moment he woke up and remembered his current situation. His pale face instantly turned red and he whispered, "Get out."

Chujiu was stunned for a moment, shrugged and stood up: "Okay, okay, I'll go."

He sighed and walked out of the screen.

Mo Xinglan propped himself up and sat up, with half of his chest exposed above the water.

As Chujiu was walking, he thought of something and turned around and said, "By the way, if you want to help..."

He stopped talking before he even finished speaking, his eyes staring blankly at the dark red cut on the left side of his chest.

How could she not know what he had done given the location of the wound?

She only felt a slight pain in her heart. Then she lowered her eyes and turned away without saying anything.

How much blood and precious blood did he give her in order to wake her up?

How could she repay him when she owed him so much?

Soon, Mo Xinglan came out from behind the screen. He felt a little uncomfortable and held onto the screen for a while. He was wet all over, and stood there barefoot without shoes, holding onto the screen with one hand and covering his forehead with the other.

Chujiu frowned, stood up and came to his side to support him: "Why don't you wipe the water off your body?"