Chapter 786: 395 Little sister_3
Ran Tengxiao suddenly looked up, staring at the sparkling sign in the night, the three characters representing the dreams of countless people becoming rich overnight.
Bojinlai.
Her real purpose, it turned out, was gambling.
The battle had begun, and this road could easily lead to a bottomless abyss and utter ruin.
If that was the case, he would accompany her to the end.
It would be a fight to the death.
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Ming Jing took medicine and lay down to rest, with Qu Feitai tucking her in.
âA month ago you took care of me, now itâs my turn to take care of you.â
Ming Jing closed her eyes: âThank you.â
Xiao Hua openly observed him, watching as he poured warm water from a thermos and placed it on the bedside table, nodding her approval.
He was a gentle and attentive young man.
Qu Feitai touched Ming Jingâs forehead to check her temperature. Thankfully, she had no fever, and he lay down on the sofa with relief.
The clock quietly pointed to one in the morning.
Xiao Hua couldnât resist her drowsiness, and her head gradually drooped down until she lay asleep.
Ming Jing opened her eyes, her pupils dark and bright, showing no sign of sleepiness.@@novelbin@@
At one-thirty, Qu Feitai got up again to check her temperature.
Qu Feitai closed his eyes and shook his head, âNo... â
He couldnât forgive himself in this lifetime.
Ming Jingâs eyebrows suddenly furrowed, as if suppressing something.
Qu Feitai lay at the bedside, gradually falling into a dream.
Ming Jing rolled up her sleeves, revealing red spots on her delicate white skin. The rash spread rapidly, densely covering her flesh.
Ming Jing covered her chest with her hand, cold sweat beading on her forehead and wetting her hairline. Her face grew increasingly pale and weak.
The broken smile on the girlâs face was tragically beautiful, as she murmured, âEven you have to follow me...â
She collapsed onto the bed, curled up, letting the unbearable itching consume her.
In her hazy consciousness, it seemed as though she had returned to her time at the orphanage.
The door to the small dark room opened, and a boy walked towards her against the light, holding out his hand: âCome with me... â
She reached out her hand, covered in red spots, and the boy held it tightly.
She thought it was redemption, but little did she know it was the beginning of another hell.
Someone was calling her name, urgently and with deep concern. Struggling, she opened her eyes, âDr. Bo...â
Bo Yuxun frantically pressed the emergency bell, while his eyes filled with rage, âWhy didnât you tell me youâre allergic to antibiotics? You could die, donât you know?â
The girlâs gaze was scattered, her lips murmuring something faintly.
Bo Yuxun leaned in closer to hear her words, âIâm not Jiang Yu... so it doesnât matter... â
Bo Yuxun only caught a glimpse of the conversation. As he performed emergency procedures he spoke loudly, âYou canât sleep, you cannot... you still owe me a meal.â
âXiao Mei...?â Bo Yuxunâs eyes reflected pain and memories from the past.