Chu Shaoyang ran into the peach blossom house with a bowl of steaming soup.

Chu Shaobai was still lying on the couch like he did when he left. His face was pale without any blood color. His long and thick eyelashes were half hanging. His white clothes on his chest were dyed red with blood.

He was dead and lifeless.

Chu Shaoyang was startled. He put down the medicine bowl and felt his pulse in a hurry. When he found that he was still beating slightly, he was relieved.

As long as he is alive, this bowl of snow ginseng soup can cure his injury.

"Little white, little white, are you still awake? Can you hear me? I'm your third brother

Chu Shaoyang brought the best Jinchuang ointment in the house. He carefully applied it to Chu Shaobai's wound. The wound was so deep that he was shocked. At the thought that such a deep and fatal wound was actually stabbed by his own hands, he regretted that his nose was sour and almost shed tears.

If someone else dares to hurt Chu Shaobai like this, he is definitely the first one who can't spare each other. But now the person who caused such a terrible wound on his brother is himself!

The big drops of his tears came down.

"Shaobai, you are not allowed to die! You can't die anyway! If you were the only one to kiss me in the world His voice choked.

Chu Shaobai opened his eyes slightly. He saw the tears in Chu Shaoyang's eyes. He trembled for a moment. He wanted to lift his hand to wipe his tears. He only lifted his arm slightly and then fell down powerlessly.

Although the sword was not fatal, it hurt the lung lobe, so that he lost too much blood, and his whole body was soft and had no strength.

He whispered: "third brother, I'm ok. I'm I don't hurt. It's just a little hurt. You don't have to be so sad. I I'm in good health all the time. Where did I get such a small injury You'll die. You look down on me too much Little brother (cough, cough... "

He wanted to pretend to be relaxed to make a joke, but he didn't breathe. He coughed violently at once. A string of blood foam came out of his mouth and kept flowing down the corner of his mouth.

"Shaobai, you are not allowed to speak, not a word!" Chu Shaoyang hurried to wipe the blood on his lips, but more and more.

"You will not die. You are my brother. No one in the world is as close as you are in my heart. I have boiled the remaining half of the snow ginseng into soup. As long as you drink it, your life will be saved. Come on, sit up and I'll feed you."

Chu Shaoyang holds Chu Shaobai's shoulder and asks him to sit on the bed and reach for the soup bowl.

"No, third brother, I won't drink! This snow ginseng soup is to save Ning'er's life. I I can't spoil it! " Chu Shaobai's eyes widened with astonishment. He smelled the thick ginseng flavor in the soup bowl, so he closed his lips tightly.

"How can that woman's life compare with you? Don't say that she will not be my woman even if she is my woman, I will choose to save you or not! A brother is like a hand and a foot, and a wife is like a garment. I will never light my hands and feet and put more weight on my clothes. Come on, drink while you are hot

Chu Shaoyang is expressionless and takes the soup bowl to Chu Shaobai's lips.

Chu Shaobai shakes his head hard, his lips closed, and his expression is very stubborn.

"Shaobai, don't you want to die? In this world, I have nothing but your brother, so nothing is more important than you! I don't care about others, I just want you to live! Give me a drink now

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