MTL - I’m a Professional at Seducing Rivals In Love [Quick Travel]-Chapter 108

chapter108

Zong Zi just watched Tan Jinxue fall down unexpectedly.

The heartbeat stopped for a moment, and the pain like an explosion hit him. The young man rushed forward and caught Tan Jinxue's body before he fell to the cold and hard ground.

The reason why it is called the body is because at that moment just now, the soul of tasker 8399 has completed the task and left the body.

What Zong Zi was holding was just a dying, unconscious body that still had a few months to live.

Does not give any response, does not open eyes, does not laugh, does not make a sound.

Whether it's cynicism or scolding, whether it's sneering or razor-like gaze, it will never appear again.

And Zong Zi still doesn't know what changes have taken place in this body.

He just supported Tan Jinxue's powerless body and staggered for two steps, then stabilized his movements, paused for two seconds, and called softly, "Tan Jinxue?"

No one answered him.

With some difficulty, Zong Zi moved Tan Jinxue to the sofa in the living room. The man was still in a deep sleep, without any reaction.

Zong Zi sarcastically said: "You can cook every dish, Tan Zong is really getting weaker and weaker."

He wanted to say a few more words, but he thought that Tan Jinxue was in a coma and couldn't hear him, so he gave up. He just glanced at the man's bleeding finger, and couldn't help but take a look. Take another look.

The young man pursed his lips, but walked quickly into the study room, took out two band-aids from the medicine box, and walked back to the living room.

Tan Jinxue's long body filled the sofa, and Zong Zi had nowhere to sit, so he had no choice but to half kneel on the ground, rinse the cut on Tan Jinxue's finger with water, and then carefully apply the Band-Aid stick it on.

The dark Band-Aid, which was wet with water and blood, was placed on the man's originally fair and slender fingers, which was really ugly. Zong Zi felt glaring, and curled his lips subconsciously in disgust.

To tell the truth, his fingers did grow very well.

Rings should be worn, not Band-Aids.

The artist's thinking diverged infinitely, and in just a moment, he had almost drawn the entire draft of the ring in his brain. Every detail, engraving, and the angle of diamond cutting, all became clear quickly.

Then he realized that he was staring in a daze at Tan Jinxue's hand wrapped in an ugly Band-Aid. The posture is kneeling on one knee.

If he was awake, definitely, definitely would look coldly ironic.

Zong Zi stood up abruptly with a "chuckle".

The low blood pressure made him dizzy for a while.

But the scene of the proposal flashed inexplicably in my mind. He blushed.

Fortunately, Tan Jinxue didn't see it.

Zong Zi breathed a sigh of relief, he sat down at the dining table, and quietly ate the omelet rice that Tan Jinxue had prepared.

He is not awake yet.

The young man frowned impatiently and began to wait.

An hour passed.

Another half hour passed.

Another twenty minutes.

five seconds.

four seconds.

three seconds.

one second.

Zong Zi became more and more impatient. He watched the hands on the watch move one by one.

Tan Jinxue, who was lying on the sofa, remained silent. He seemed to be in deep sleep, his eyelids were closed tightly, and his slender eyelashes remained motionless.

When he fell asleep, his eyebrows stretched, and finally he no longer had a frosty look.

Zong Zi rubbed forward, leaned forward and stretched out his hand, touching Tan Jinxue's forehead.

I don't have a fever either.

He thought so, but he didn't withdraw his hand immediately.

Instead, slowly, stroked down his eyebrows and eyes.

He is so good.

Through a layer of delicate eyelids, Zong Zi could feel Tan Jinxue's eyeballs. He remained motionless, not even dreaming eye movements, and he pressed lightly with his fingertips, but he still didn't dodge with a conditioned reflex.

Zong Zi raised his eyebrows, he slowly bent down, and whispered in Tan Jinxue's ear: "If you don't wake up, I'll kiss you."

He almost thought that the next moment, he would see the man's pupils like cold stars.

Zong Zi waited for three seconds

Then he kissed Tan Jinxue's closed eyes.

Eat the marrow and know the taste, since he is so tolerant, why should he be polite?

The presumptuous Zong Zi snorted and kissed Tan Jinxue's eyes, nose bridge, lips, and ear pinna all over.

He is like a child guarding his favorite toy, wishing to flatten and round his sweetheart thousands of times before devouring it happily.

Occasionally, the movement was heavy, and he was also worried about Tan Jinxue's pain, but seeing that he still didn't respond, Zong Zi let it go again.

But the game was over, and Tan Jinxue still didn't wake up.

Zong Zi felt his heart beating fast and then slow, and panicked terribly.

"Tan Jinxue?" He stretched out his hand and pushed Tan Jinxue.

The man was pushed sideways by him, like a puppet. His head slid off the sofa pillow, and his delicate chin hit the hard armrest, blushing, but still motionless. There was only a shallow depression on the pillow, which disappeared quickly.

Zong Zi squeezed his palm hard. Time passed by, he called Tan Jinxue's name in the silence, or murmured hoarsely, but this guy who was breathing normally just didn't open his eyes.

The young man finally showed a pale smile. He cautiously and tentatively said to the sleeping man: "Tan Jinxue, can I untie it for you? You can go wherever you want, at worst... At worst, I will follow you all the way." ,OK?"

In his entire life, Zong Zi had never begged anyone with such a humble gesture.

He took out the key and untied the thin golden chain wrapped around Tan Jinxue's ankle.

Based on what he knew about Tan Jinxue, once the restraints were removed, he would leave.

Tan Jinxue is not an indecisive person, let alone gaining wisdom through a siege. That night he tricked Tan Jinxue into staying with him, then turned his head and locked his feet with a chain. This man probably hated him so much. .

I hate that I haven't said a word to him these days.

The thin golden chain slipped from Tan Jinxue's bare ankles and fell to the ground, making a "jingle" sound.

Zong Zi held his breath subconsciously, and after a long time, he realized that the thing that he feared and expected did not happen.

Zong Zi reported Tan Jinxue to the bedroom and placed him on the bed. After thinking for a while, he lay down on the bed himself, holding the tall and tall Tan Jinxue tightly in his arms.

Just passed the night.

The next day Zong Zi called Dr. Chen.

"What happened to him, please tell me."

When Dr. Chen saw Tan Jinxue in a coma, he felt a "thud" in his heart. Now he was not so surprised when he faced Zong Zi who was so polite that he had never seen before.

After he thought about it, he still spoke to Zong Zi.

"Mr. Zong, don't you know how to talk about your general physical condition?"

Zong Zi felt that the doctor looked at him very strangely, there seemed to be two parts of pity in the hatred, and there seemed to be some pleasure in the pity. He felt that a heavy anchor was hung on his heart, only to fall into the bottomless abyss.

People in this world, as long as there are things they care about, people they like, and life they want to live, there is no one who is not afraid of the moment when the doctor speaks.

He had never felt this way before.

As if waiting for the long moment of sentencing, I already had an ominous premonition in my heart.

Dr. Chen took a look at Zong Zi, and then slowly said: "A while ago, he was diagnosed with brain cancer."

Zong Zi's heart finally sank.

He said in a deep voice, "You continue."

Dr. Chen was surprised, he didn't expect the young man who was tense just now to calm down. He also put away a few words of Ci Zongzi's thoughts, and continued: "His examination results have been confirmed, and his survival time cannot be guaranteed for half a year."

Dr. Chen continued to drop the bombshell: "He should have many symptoms in the near future, such as fatigue, nosebleeds, severe headache, and the compression of the brain tumor will also affect the optic nerve, which may lead to blindness."

"He has not been treated, and the development of the lesion has become uncontrollable," Dr. Chen said, "He should be in severe pain all the time recently."

He glanced at Zong Zi again, and stabbed again: "In the last days of a patient, there is no quality of life to speak of."

During the examination just now, Dr. Chen saw the band-aid wrapped around Tan Jinxue's fingertips.

Zong Zi's body shook slightly.

He asked, "Can't it be cured?"

Although the other party had already spoken very clearly, he still asked in a low voice with hesitant hope.

Doctor Chen shook his head.

"Mr. Tan originally made an appointment for hospital treatment a week ago, and with targeted measures, at least his pain can be alleviated." Dr. Chen looked at Zong Zi and said slowly, "But I don't know why, Mr. Tan didn't come that day. "

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