Chapter 280 - 176: Heartbreak_2

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Chapter 280: Chapter 176: Heartbreak_2Ran Yan could no longer suppress the twisting pain in her heart, her hand holding the cup handle trembling slightly. Qin Yunlin, you said that even if you were to die in battle, it would be gloriously and elegantly, that you would never lie on my autopsy table. How could you go back on your word... How could you go back on your word... Ran Yan’s body could not stop trembling, the coffee in her cup spilling onto her black skirt, causing a stinging pain on her skin. Suddenly, a warm sensation came from her forehead, followed by a deep, magnetic voice, "Did you catch a cold last night?" An anxious voice from Wan Lu beside her replied, "Not at all, but somehow, she developed a fever at midnight and couldn’t be awakened no matter how much this servant called, Lady." Sёarᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The hand on her forehead seemed about to withdraw, but Ran Yan, gathering strength from who knows where, suddenly grabbed it. Ran Yan, wrapped tightly, had only a few fingers exposed; she felt it wasn’t enough to absorb the warmth of the palm, becoming somewhat restless. The hand gripped back, holding her restless hand, and called out in a husky voice, "Seventeenth Lady?" Immediately after, an anxious voice from Ran Yunsheng beside her exclaimed, "Ah Yan, Ah Yan!" Ran Yan slowly opened her heavy eyelids, and the first thing that caught her eye was Xiao Song’s steady gaze. Like a bird that had been flying over the sea for a long time finally finding a place to land, Ran Yan let out a shallow breath, her gaze falling on Xiao Song holding her hand, her lips slightly pursed. "Glad you’re awake!" Ran Yunsheng sighed with relief, turning to let Ge Lan bring over the medicine. Xiao Song, looking at her cracked lips, said, "Bring a glass of water first." Seeing that this divine figure finally relaxed his guard, Wan Lu hurriedly ran to pour the tea and hand it to him. Xiao Song was about to help Ran Yan drink the water, but Ran Yunsheng took it from him, "It’s not appropriate for Mr. Xiao to trouble himself with such matters, I’ll do it." Xiao Song paused for a moment, glanced expressionlessly at Ran Yan, and handed the teacup to Ran Yunsheng. After all, with the difference between men and women, and Ran Yunsheng being there, it wasn’t Xiao Song’s place to take care of Ran Yan. Actually, if Xiao Song hadn’t tirelessly cared for Ran Yan day and night in the past few days, even as an Assistant Minister from the main Xiao family, Ran Yunsheng would never have allowed him into Ran Yan’s room. Ran Yan’s head felt heavy and foggy as she sipped the water lightly. "Lady!" Wan Lu, seeing the blood slowly dispersing in the cup, couldn’t help exclaiming. Xiao Song, who had maintained a calm expression, suddenly changed his demeanor, immediately going out to call for Liu Qingsong. Even though Liu Qingsong was unreliable in many ways, his medical skills were indeed trustworthy. Xing Nian and Ge Lan, carrying hot water and medicine, saw the chaos inside and outside the room, their hearts sinking as they hurried into the room. "What’s wrong with the Lady?" Xing Nian quickly set down the tray, looking at Ran Yan’s pale face anxiously. At that moment, Liu Qingsong hurried over with a large medicine chest on his back and, upon seeing Ran Yan’s condition, reached out without a word and took her pulse. "How is she?" Lady Xing asked immediately after he withdrew his hand. Liu Qingsong hesitated for a moment but then spoke truthfully, "Last time, she was injured by explosives that affected her heart and lungs. Her condition was very stable, and she would have recovered in five or six days, but somehow, today it worsened suddenly..." Liu Qingsong glanced at Ran Yan and asked, "Did you agitate your heart again?" His words stunned everyone in the room, and after a moment of silence, Lady Xing sat by the couch, her tears flowing like a dam broken, she grasped Ran Yan’s hand and said, "Wife, let’s not think about the past anymore." Everyone thought Ran Yan was distressed because of Lady Zheng and the previous hardships she had endured. Even though Ran Yan knew that Lady Xing was not really addressing what she was thinking about, she felt a slight warmth in her heart and replied hoarsely, "I’m fine." "It’s good you’re fine, it’s good you’re fine." Lady Xing clearly did not quite believe her, sighing, "I shouldn’t have let Doctor Wu leave with Sanlang." Xiao Song stood at the end of the bed with his hands behind his back, his face in shadows, making it impossible for Ran Yan to see his expression, but she could feel his penetrating gaze. "It was just a nightmare that disturbed my spirit," Ran Yan explained softly. "Hmm." Xiao Song’s mellow voice brushed against the heart like a feather, he instructed, "Take your medicine and rest for a while, clean up after the fever subsides." Ran Yan nodded, "Sanlang, you all go back and rest, I am not seriously ill." Ran Yan’s voice was faint and lowly, occasionally, Qin Yunlin’s smiles and frowns flashed through her mind, causing a painful pinch in her heart. Xiao Song frowned slightly, was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Last night, we caught the culprit. Luo Ling was caught by a government official while chopping Ze Pingzhi with a broad axe. She confessed without denial, admitting she had killed the others as well." Ran Yan was stunned. The motive was not hard to imagine; those prison guards had driven her loved one to death, making them inseparable only by distance. It wasn’t strange that she wanted revenge, but such a seemingly fragile woman was hard to imagine and it was heartbreaking. "She might not be sentenced to death, after all, each person she killed deserved the death penalty. On the other hand, Zhuang Yin’s left hand began to rot, half of it already exposed the ghastly white bones." Xiao Song gave her a slight smile, "That was your doing, wasn’t it?" The effect of the medicine was slow. At first, it only seemed like a slight skin break, and Zhuang Yin, who licked blood from the knife’s edge, naturally wouldn’t care. Six or seven days later, however, the rotting wound was still only the size of a peanut. Just this morning, his entire palm was covered with pus, and with a slight movement at the base of the fingers, white bones could be seen. Moreover, this rotting was advancing at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye. "He is tough indeed, he seized a knife from the government official and cut off his own arm," Xiao Song said. A faint smile appeared on Ran Yan’s lips, "Useless. Once the outbreak starts, the poison will spread with the blood throughout the body, and he will ultimately watch himself rot." Consciously watching as one’s own body rots in front of their eyes, unable to stop it, and without relief until the very last moment. *** Recommend the March new book "Everything Is Easy," book number: 2239748 You don’t need a paper introduction~~ Everyone is quite familiar with the author’s previous masterpiece "Lost Jade of the Tang Dynasty"~~ There’s a link to "Everything Is Easy" on the paper’s position, you might want to have a look, take it away to fatten up. It’s tough these days, sifting through the boundless sea of books to find good ones. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to cast a monthly ticket and recommendation ticket at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)

Chapter 280 - 176: Heartbreak_2

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