Chapter 2260 The Miao Youth Loves Me 22

Holy Son Building.

The water on the tea stove had just begun to boil when Jinchen's hand holding the kettle suddenly paused.

A slight pain came from the heart, to the extent that even the spiritual consciousness could hardly suppress it.

What happened to Jinque?

Nan Yixing looked up and saw that the young man's brows were slightly frowned, and his fingertips unconsciously touched his heart.

"Is the tea bitter?"

Nan Yixing took the celadon pot from his hand, and his knuckles accidentally brushed against the silver bell on the other's wrist.

The tea soup created fine lines in the cup, reflecting Jinchen's suddenly pale lips.

Jinchen shook his head and was about to speak when hurried footsteps suddenly came from the bamboo ladder.

He Mo Ning rushed in sweating profusely, his shoulders still stained with the wormwood ash unique to the medicine house.

"Young Master Jinchen..."

He was breathing heavily, and was obviously stunned when his eyes fell on the calm face of the young man, "You...you don't feel any pain in your heart? Brother Jinque just vomited blood, and now..."

"The doctor asks you and the senior brother to go over and take a look."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Yixing had already stood up and grabbed the medicine box.

Jinchen took the last sip of tea slowly and tapped the table with his fingertips.

"He was able to hold it in this time. He vomited blood before letting me know."

He Mo Ning was so anxious that he pulled his sleeve and said, "The doctor said that the poison has spread to the heart!"

Then he turned to Nan Yixing and said, "Big Brother, Brother Jinque has been thinking about the golden needle acupuncture you mentioned last time... Is it really useful?"

Nan Yixing paused with his hand on the buckle of the medicine box and frowned, "You are a disciple of the South Sect, what do you think?"

He Mo Ning was so concerned that he was confused. He reacted immediately, "I..."

Jinchen suddenly chuckled, and a silver bell rang as he stood up, "Let's go, Brother Bodhisattva."

When passing by He Mo Ning, he gave him a meaningful look, "If it's any later, I'm afraid Jin Que will have to collect the body."

When the bamboo curtain was rolled up, Nan Yixing caught a glimpse of Jinchen holding onto the door frame.

The figure swayed in the sunlight, and soon stood straight again. His brows moved slightly, and he took a few quick steps to hold Jinchen's hand. Sure enough, it was not as warm as before.

Jinchen let his spiritual power flow through his heart meridians, and cursed Jinque again in his heart.

"Does it feel uncomfortable?" Nan Yixing asked softly.

Jinchen hugged him into his arms with a little force and hummed softly.

Ouch.

It is very wronged.

Wife sticks to me.

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The bamboo building in Jinque has a more bitter smell than before.

The medicine vat by the window was bubbling, filling the room with white mist.

Jinchen leaned against the door frame, watching the man leaning against the head of the bed, his pale fingers clutching the quilt tightly, his knuckles a sickly blue color.

"Achen." Jin Que coughed and stood up, with blood still on his lips. "Your chest..."

"I'm fine."

Jinchen tapped on the twined branch pattern carved on the door frame with his fingertips, and the silver bell rang softly with his movement, without any courtesy.

"You look like you're going to cough out your heart and lungs. Stop talking to me and don't accuse me of hurting you again."

Nan Yixing's medicine box was placed on the long table beside the bed, making slight bumping sounds.

Jin Que raised her eyes and met his gaze, then quickly lowered her eyelashes, allowing the thinly calloused fingers to touch her wrist.

There was only a ray of sunlight leaking in through the window between the two of them. Dust floated in the beam of light, and the atmosphere was vaguely like a confrontation.

[Why is it so strange?] Ling Gungun was very observant, and his bean-sized eyes looked straight at Jinque, and then at his host.

[Gah! He likes...]

Jinchen heard it and slapped him back before he could finish. [Shut up.]

Absolutely not. It's so chilling.

"The poisonous insects have eaten my heart and have damaged the Shaoyin meridian of my hand."

Nan Yixing withdrew his hand and slowly wiped his fingertips with the handkerchief, "I'll give you acupuncture to relieve the pain first."

Jin Chen suddenly asked: "Since it is the Gu worms causing unrest, can we take this opportunity to force the Gu worms out?"

As soon as the words fell, the room suddenly became quiet.

He Mo Ning knew something about the situation. Upon hearing this, the medicine bowl in his hand trembled slightly and he almost spilled the medicine.

He subconsciously looked towards Jinque, only to see that the other party's fingertips suddenly tightened, looking very uneasy.

The doctor frowned and shook his head, saying, "Young Master, the life-replacing Gu is already connected to your heart meridians. You both live and die together. If you force it out, I'm afraid it will damage your roots, and both of you will suffer..."

Jinchen sneered and his eyes fell on Jinque, "What do you think?"

Jin Que raised his eyes and met Jin Chen's gaze.

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"If Achen wants to solve it, then solve it."

Nan Yixing stood aside, looking at Jinque with a serious gaze.

He suddenly reached out and touched Jinque's pulse again, applying slight force with his fingertips, as if trying to penetrate that thin layer of skin and reach into the most secret corner of the other's heart.

Jinque let him feel her pulse with a calm expression, except for the slight trembling of her eyelashes, which revealed a hint of her emotions.

Nan Yixing retracted his hand and said calmly: "The insect is agitated because it is mentally unstable. If you force it out, it will be dangerous."

The old man's eyes moved between the two brothers, and he marveled, "It's a miracle that the young master was not implicated today."

Jinchen walked to the bedside, his shadow cast over Jinque's sick face, "It's just the detoxification, why are you so nervous?"

"Are you afraid that I will force the poison out? Then you will have no reason to continue being a sickly person."

I have long suspected that this poisonous insect has something to do with Jinque!

Jinque's cough suddenly intensified, and his knuckles clenched the blue satin quilt into wrinkles.

Nan Yixing calmly pressed Jinchen's wrist and felt the slight tremor under the skin, which was clearly a sign of heart damage.

"Young Master, there is one more thing... This time the Gu insect riot is very serious. I am afraid that we need to take blood."

The doctor's voice was tense and trembling, "Young Master only needs three drops of heart blood..."

"No."

Nan Yixing was the first to interrupt, his voice was not loud but firm.

The silver needle on his fingertip glowed coldly under the candlelight, and the tip of the needle was pointing directly at Jin Que's wrist. "Young Master is not in good health, so we can't take your blood."

Jinchen leaned on the bed, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the fabric at his chest. Hearing Nan Yixing's words, the corners of his lips slightly raised, feeling fearless.

"Yes."

The doctor looked embarrassed: "But Jinque's current condition..."

"I'll do it." Nan Yixing interrupted, his voice filled with unquestionable determination.

He took out the bone-penetrating needle from the medicine bag and tempered the tip of the needle under the candlelight. "Using the bone-penetrating needle method, it can at least keep him from having an attack for half a month."

Jinque leaned against the head of the bed, his face as pale as paper.

His eyes fell on Jinchen, then quickly moved away.

"No need," the voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, "I can hold on."

The doctor stamped his feet anxiously, "But the Miao King said he would extend your life. Your poison attacks are becoming more and more frequent. If you continue like this..."

"I said no, it just can't be."

Nan Yixing's voice was as cold as ice, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was more jealous or heartbroken.

"Jinchen is a living person, not a medicine inducer, nor a tool for Jinque to prolong his life."

"Do you know how painful it is to draw blood from the heart? It's enough to make a strong man pass out."

Upon hearing this, Jin Que clenched the quilt tightly with his fingers, and his knuckles turned white.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his pale face, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty.