CH 96

Chapter 96 He’s Dying (1)

In the damp and dark tunnel, Chi Jingxi's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Wen Yantong became more and more worried.

Fortunately, Chi Jingxi's memory was not wrong. After walking along the tunnel for a short time, Wen Yangtong came across the stone gate that the young man took her through. Wen Yantong hurriedly gave the firestarter to Chi Jingxi and walked to the stone stairs.

She knew that the tunnel exit was hidden under the bed, which was very inconvenient, so she climbed up first. Once Wen Yantong made her way into her bedroom, she moved the bed away, and completely exposed the tunnel entrance.

Chi Jingxi followed behind her, and Wen Yantong rushed to help him up from the tunnel entrance. She took the firestarter, first lit all the lamps in her room, and then helped Chi Jingxi to sit on the bed.

Both of their robes were splashed with blood, especially Chi Jingxi, who smelled very strong of blood. His handsome face was still dripping with blood and the sleeves were so heavy that blood could be wrung out.

Due to excessive blood loss, Chi Jingxi’s face was terribly pale, and his breathing was a little weak. Chi Jingxi leaned against the wall as soon as he sat on the bed. But his eyes were still unfathomable and calm. "Go call for help."

On the contrary, Wen Yantong was so flustered that after letting Chi Jingxi sit down, she rushed into Zhang Jieran's house, ran to his bedside, and shook his shoulder with her hand, "Zhang Jieran! Zhang Jieran! Wake up!"

Zhang Jieran was sleeping soundly at the moment, so this movement really frightened him a lot. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone covered in blood by his bedside, so he screamed and passed out.

Wen Yantong also cried out in horror. She tried to pinch him awake. "Ran’er! What's wrong?! Don't scare me!"

But Zhang Jieran had already fainted from fright. Wen Yantong was both guilty and anxious. Thinking of Chi Jingxi's not-so-optimistic situation, she chose to leave Zhang Jieran, who fainted on the bed, and went to find Fu Zixian.

Thinking of her terrifying appearance, Wen Yantong grabbed two handfuls of snow while running. Disregarding the biting coldness of the snow at night, she smeared it on her face a few times, trying to wash off some of the blood on her face.

When she ran to Fu Zixian's door, she realized that there were guards guarding the door. Seeing that she looked suspicious, the guards stopped her.

Wen Yantong said anxiously, "I'm Fu Zixian's friend. It’s something urgent, report to him quickly!"

The guards didn't believe it, after all, it was dead in the middle of the night. For a man covered in blood suddenly appeared, would logically be arrested immediately.

Seeing that they were not moving, Wen Yantong transformed himself into a spinning top. She slammed onto the door and slammed on the door. "Fu Zixian! Wake up!"

Mu Yang was startled by the sudden knocking on the door and shouting. He sat up directly from the bed, almost falling out of bed. Hearing it was Wen Yantong's voice, he hurriedly climbed out of bed, and ran to the door without even wearing shoes.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man with disheveled hair and blood all over ‘his’ body.  He was being detained by the guards, but was rushing towards him while baring ‘his’ teeth.

Mu Yang was so frightened that he could not fall asleep after hearing Wen Yantong's story, so he came to find Fu Zixian. However, before the drowsiness subsided, Mu Yang was frightened out of his wits. He backed away screaming.

Wen Yantong shouted, "Don't yell, don't yell! It's me, Wen Yantong!"

Mu Yang was so frightened that he kept shrinking back.

Fu Zixian who was soon awoken from the ruckus, also came out. He helped Mu Yang by supporting his waist, stabilized his figure, and at the same time stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Yantong was elated. "Fu Zixian! It’s always the best bro that will reach out in times of need! Little Marquis is seriously injured. Have Mu Yang quickly invite a doctor over!"

Fu Zixian frowned. From Wen Yantong's appearance, he knew that she was not joking, so he turned to pull Mu Yang who wanted to escape. "Young Master Mu, please calm down..."

Mu Yang was so frightened that his mind was numb, and he had no time to calm down. Seeing him like that, Wen Yantong was so angry that she rushed up and grabbed his clothes. She punched him twice on the back and cussed, "You motherf*cker! Your Brother Xi is injured and is dying! Hurry up and call for a doctor!"

Wen Yantong was anxious to death. Chi Jingxi was now weak due to blood loss. Because they were still in the Nian'an Temple, that was far from the nearest town, she doesn't know how long he will have to wait for the doctor to come over. Every second mattered.

Seeing this, Fu Zixian hurriedly stepped to calm the situation down. He said to Mu Yang, "Young Master Mu, this is Wen Yantong. Don't be afraid."

"Wen Yantong...Wen Yantong?" Still panting heavily, Mu Yang seemed to be slowly waking up. He held Wen Yantong's face for a closer look, and found that it was really her. He grabbed her shoulder and asked, "What did you just say about Brother Xi just now?!"

"He was seriously injured, if you keep delaying, it could be the end!" The panic on Wen Yantong's face did not appear to be fake at all. This time Mu Yang was truly horrified.

He rushed out of the room and commanded the guards, "Go and wake up Brother Qian Yuan! Go and call the doctor immediately!"

The guards took the order to act immediately. Mu Yang didn't stop and began to run towards Chi Jingxi's room.

In the middle of the run, Wen Yantong called him from behind, "He's in my room!"

Mu Yang turned around in a hurry and rushed straight into Wen Yantong's room. He slammed the door open and yelled, "Brother Xi! Where are you?"

Before Chi Jingxi could respond, he lifted the curtain and entered Wen Yantong’s bedroom. Mu Yang saw Chi Jingxi sitting on the bed covered in blood, and the bedding was also soaked in blood; it was a distressing sight.

Mu Yang immediately burst into tears, and ran to the bed crying, "Brother Xi——! What's going on?! Please hold on!"

Chi Jingxi's ears hurt from Mu Yang’s loud voice. His eyebrows furrowed. "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

Mu Yang lay on the bed. "Wen Yantong said that you’re dying!"

Chi Jingxi's eyebrows twitched slightly, "I can hold on for the time being."