"You want to run, right?"

Meng Zhuqing froze there for an instant. he really wants to run

But Tuoba Yao didn't wait for him to answer, and said indifferently: "You run."

Before Meng Zhuqing had time to be overjoyed, she saw Tuoba Yao tearing off the sachet from her neck, and at the same time, she said, "I don't want to feel guilty, since you don't want me to take care of you, then I can only let myself get infected too." It's plague."

When Meng Zhuqing heard it, it was okay, and she immediately compromised in horror: "Junjun Junjun, you quickly put the sachet back, and I will let you take care of it at the end, can I let you take care of it?"

Tuoba Yao originally made a gesture to throw away the sachet, but when she heard Meng Zhuqing compromised, she slowly put the sachet that she was about to throw away back around her neck.

In fact, she really wanted to wear the sachet around her waist. It doesn’t look good when it’s hung around her neck, it’s too ugly, but Princess An Jing said that it doesn’t work if it’s hung around her waist. , so she has been wearing it like this.

Meng Zhuqing silently looked at Tuoba Yao for a while, then lay back on the bed with her back to Tuoba Yao.

He is going to die, but he still makes him feel so bad, this person is really

Seeing that Meng Zhuqing resigned to his fate and lay back, still lying with his back to him, Tuoba Yao's mouth curled up into a tricky smile.

She just knew that he, a good old man, would never watch her catch the plague like him.

It was just after nightfall that day that Gong Juechen learned that Meng Zhuqing had contracted the plague, but he still came to see Meng Zhuqing.

Seeing that there was Tuobayao in Meng Zhuqing's room, he first looked at Tuobayao's beautiful face that made the world look pale, before walking to the bed and talking to Meng Zhuqing.

Looking at the pustules on Meng Zhuqing's body, Gong Juechen didn't make fun of Meng Zhuqing, and didn't make any excuses, but kept telling Meng Zhuqing to drink the soup every day.

Regardless of whether the soup is useful or not, you must drink it.

Maybe one day the decoction he tossed out will be useful.

Gong Juechen wanted Meng Zhuqing to drink the soup with this mentality, no matter what, he didn't want Meng Zhuqing to die.

In fact, Meng Zhuqing knew that Gong Juechen still cared about him a lot. Seeing that Gong Juechen kept telling him to drink the soup in a serious manner, he was very moved, nodded, and promised that he would definitely drink the soup.

But even if Gong Juechen didn't tell him, he would still drink it.

He hasn't lived enough, if he can continue to live, he still wants to continue to live.

Coming out of Meng Zhuqing's room, Gong Juechen hesitated for a moment, but went to the room of His Royal Highness Su Chengyu.

It can be said that Su Chengyu was on the verge of death, he was unconscious, the pustules on his body were almost broken, and his body exuded a foul smell, which filled the whole room, making people want to go in once and never want to go in again .

But Jing Jing, Xiao Changyi, and Ning Wenxian didn't hold anything against them, they always went into this room to see Su Chengyu, even Ning Wenxian was still guarding Su Chengyu's bedside like this.

At this moment, Ning Wenxian was still guarding Su Chengyu's bedside, looking at the person on the bed, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and kept wiping away tears.

When Gong Juechen entered Su Chengyu's room, Xiao Changyi and Anjing were also in Su Chengyu's room, but before Gong Juechen came out of Su Chengyu's room, Xiao Changyi and Anjing came out first.

Gong Juechen looked at Su Chengyu's body as a doctor, and Ning Wenxian's very small sobs lingered in his ears, and Gong Juechen's heart became more and more heavy and uncomfortable.

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