You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 197 Lifelong Confidant, Lifelong Love

Three days later.

A separate courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

The person lying on the bed still didn't wake up.

The shackles on the man's hands and feet had been removed, leaving some purple-red marks on his wrists and ankles that could not be erased.

Under the moonlight on a snowy night, his face was pale but calm, as if he was just sleeping quietly.

Lin Fu took the patient's pulse for the last time and found that although the pulse was stable, he still hadn't woken up.

She shook her head helplessly.

"I have tried my best..."

This person himself had suffered a lot of injuries and had been living a hypocritical life for many years, so he had long been in a bad mood.

The chance of waking up is only 50%. It is rare for a person to be alive now. But no one knows when he will wake up...

"Then, what should we do with this person?" asked the little maid in pink who was in charge of taking care of him.

Lin Fu fell silent for a moment and squeezed the man's wrist.

The worst case scenario is to throw them into a mass grave...

After all, they had the fate to be together today, and they were controlled by the royal family against their will. She really couldn't bear to see this man being abandoned like a grass.

Eunuch Wei had been standing nearby for a long time. When he heard that the man really could not be revived, he walked forward.

"He was a prisoner personally arranged by the Empress Dowager Cixi to be used by the royal family with his paintings. Now the reproduction and reconciliation painting has been completed."

Lin Fu looked at Eunuch Wei in confusion, as if he was still pondering the meaning of it.

Unexpectedly, the eunuch simply glanced at the person on the bed.

"People are naturally useless. They can be discarded..."

Its sharp voice is cold and sharp, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"But he is still alive, just... just unconscious... maybe long-term treatment can..." Lin Fu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Eunuch Wei glanced at the man on the bed and sneered, "He is just a commoner."

Lin Fu stopped the acupuncture in his hand.

"He is not a royal relative, nor a noble family, nor a relative of an official. His life is worthless."

"Doctor Lin, please go back to the palace and make the elixir of life for His Majesty! His Majesty's life is more important than Mount Tai."

His hands were limp and hung down from Bai Wan's head.

"hold on……"

……

That night.

Thunder and lightning.

As the cold sound of rain and snow hit the window frame, the cold air blew in the wind and made the branches rustle.

Thousands of miles away, Ling Shumo suddenly woke up from his quilt!

There was a piece of white silk covering his eyes, which obscured his beautiful eyes.

In my dreams, I looked at the empty night sky countless times. There was no familiar figure, and I was standing alone in the yard.

I really can't sleep, especially tonight——

I couldn't see because my eyes were deliberately covered.

Ling Shumo groped his way to the edge of the bed and stood up. He staggered several steps and almost fell before he reached the window.

Then, he opened the window on his own, facing the wind and rain, and the cold rain and snow hit his face, which was very painful.

"grown ups?!"

Seeing this, A Yan in the outer room walked forward worriedly.

Ling Shumo signaled him not to go forward, and just raised his face, facing the cold again and again.

"Abai...Yuebai..." His voice was trembling, "My Abai..."

From body to mind, from past to present, this high-spirited man cannot control this weakness.

In fact, during the four months that the two were separated, Ling Shumo always covered his eyes when handling official business.

Despite everyone's opposition, he insisted on eating, sleeping, and even walking with his eyes blindfolded.

When he lived with his eyes blindfolded and practiced calligraphy and painting, he truly understood what a powerful person his Ah Bai was.

How could someone be so calm and smile at him in that situation?

The guards in the mansion watched him fall down on the road in disgrace and break his bowl while eating. It would have been fine if they hadn't been able to stop him, but now he was blowing in the cold wind in front of the window.

Really, it's weird.

"Sir, those guards will definitely be able to find Mr. Bai!" A Yan, who knew the reason, comforted him.

"good -- "

Ling Shumo smiled indifferently, the white silk cloth behind his eyelids was blown up by the wind, and the wind and rain soaked his entire face.

After experiencing life and death many times, he is now panic-stricken and anxious as if through telepathy.

Rain and snow were flying, and the two were like two people leaning against each other, with their eyes blurred.

On this rainy and snowy night, Bai Wan lay unconscious in a villa outside Beijing, and his life or death was unknown.

On this rainy and snowy night, Ling Shumo faced the cold wind and poured out his lovesickness, feeling suffocated and in pain.

The so-called lifelong confidant, lifelong love...

The sound lingers in my ears.

"Zi Chen..."

"I'm here."

"Forever?"

"yes --"

"Then I won't die..."

On a rainy and snowy night, the two men seemed to be talking to each other from a distance, leaning on each other and hugging each other tenderly.

Ling Shumo closed his eyes deeply, groping aimlessly at the phantom suspended in the air, half real and half fake.

From the body to the face, it gradually dissipated...

And on the other side,

Bai Wan woke up, but everything in front of him was still dark.

The candlelight was dim at night, making people feel a little cold.

The person on the bed was wearing white silk, which made circles around him very uncomfortable.

Then, he seemed to hear familiar words in his ears while frowning.

"He's awake! He's finally awake!"

Lin Fu looked at him and said in surprise.

The other maids and servants watched in silence, unable to believe that this living dead who was almost thrown out could wake up.

If he fainted again, he would probably be rolled up on a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave.

Bai Wan moved his hands little by little after a long time, and his mood became hot with excitement.

It’s the smell of oil lamps, the unfamiliar environment, and the completely unfamiliar voices.

"What do you think?" Lin Fu waved his five fingers in front of his eyes.

Bai Wan still felt the pain in her head. She was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "Meng Po from the underworld?"

Then, he held his head at an inopportune moment and continued to say something shocking:

"My head hurts. How many bowls of soup did you give me?"

"When do I cross the bridge...do I have to pay a toll?"

There was a moment of silence in the air around them.

Everyone looked at this special prisoner who was talking nonsense with complicated expressions.

Such a handsome man actually started talking nonsense.

It was as if the person struggling on the brink of life and death just now was a fake person.

Lin Fu didn't feel that he was being insulted by Meng Po, and he took your pulse directly: "I am the Lin who is treating you. Your pulse is stable now, are you feeling better now?"

Bai Wan listened to this for a long time, then remembered something and was shocked: "Not bad."

Besides having a severe headache, feeling suffocated because my eyes were blindfolded, and having a confused mind.

"Your eyes may be unwrapped in a few days, and you may be able to see again."

Bai Wan was a little puzzled by the surprise, and then he remembered the risky move with a 50% chance that Lin Fu had mentioned.

It seems that being able to survive now is simply a gift from God.

As for regaining sight, let fate take its course...

The pink-dressed maid looked at him for a long time and frowned: "They say you are a nine-life cat demon and can save my life. It turns out it's true!"

Eunuch Wei would have abandoned Bai Wan and returned to the palace long ago. If it weren't for Lin Fu's insistence, his life would have been over.

Bai Wan listened to them talking, and then smiled as soft as the wind: "That's it!"

The whole room seemed to be delighted by this resurrection.

At this moment, Bai Wan lowered his head slightly and asked, "Meng Po from the underworld?"

Lin Fu: “…”

Not good...

After waking up from his coma, the man couldn't remember what he had said just now, so he asked again.