12dz Chapter 645: Go Back to Die
Chapter 645: Go Back to Die
In the jewel-blue sky, there is not a single cloud in sight, and the sun pours down unreservedly.
A helicopter was flying rapidly towards Kanghe Hospital according to a predetermined precise route.
The fuselage gleamed with metallic luster under the sunlight, and the propellers spun rapidly, making a rhythmic roar, as if in a tense race against time.
Andreas sat in the helicopter, staring at Mu Xiaoji, whose body was full of instruments and tubes, without blinking.
Those instruments were like silver vines, entwined around Mu Xiaoji's frail body. The flashing lights and faint beeps seemed to be telling of the fragility and tenacity of life.
Andreas' eyes were full of worry and concern, and he whispered softly: "My dear, I still remember the first time I saw you, it was in the spacious and bright hall of Kanghe Hospital.
The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind. Kate was delighted to see you and started chatting with you.
But you attacked Kate without knowing right or wrong and even bit his shoulder.
At that time, I saw you being so unreasonable and impulsive, so I wanted to hit you. But unexpectedly, Kate took extra care of you and stopped my impulsive behavior in time.
Now, with the passage of time, I can understand that you might have been dominated by some strong emotions at that time, which made you so out of control.
To be honest, I really envy the friendship between you two that is stronger than gold. Kate is so outstanding. He chose to be with you, which makes me jealous."
Coleman hurriedly stopped his cousin, his thoughts wandering: “Cousin, what are you talking about?
Alice is already so old, and Elinora is also very virtuous. You can't rely on your power to do whatever you want! "
Andreas had no intention of arguing with Coleman, and his eyes were always on Mu Xiaoji's condition.
Mu Xiaoji was sound asleep at this moment, but his consciousness was gradually becoming clearer. As if he had passed through layers of fog, he slowly opened his eyes.
However, what came into view was not the scene inside the helicopter, but the familiar little bamboo house.
He felt as if he was in another time and space. Outside came the sound of work, which was the crisp sound of bamboo tools colliding with each other.
He felt an itch in his throat and couldn't help coughing violently. He reached out with difficulty to lift the quilt and tried to get up.
The weakness of the body made this simple action extremely difficult. Every move seemed to use up all the strength in the body.
He fumbled for a crutch beside the bed, which seemed to carry all his support at the moment.
He relied on a cane, moving his feet weakly, step by step, slowly and laboriously walking towards the door.
When he finally reached the door, the sight before him made his lips curl up slightly. He saw Jiang Chengyu busy rebuilding a bamboo house in the yard.
Jiang Chengyu's hands skillfully manipulated the bamboo. His movements were light and powerful, and every step seemed so orderly.
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu's focused expression, and a feeling of pride in the little monster's cleverness and dexterity welled up in his heart.
The scene of the shipwreck involuntarily emerged in his mind. At that time, in the vast ocean, supplies were scarce and it was very inconvenient to find things.
However, the little monster Jiang Chengyu personally found branches on the island and weaved them into bamboo baskets, which provided great convenience for everyone and made the search for items more orderly.
Now, he is building a new bamboo house. Mu Xiaoji thought that Jiang Chengyu must be building such a large-scale project in order to make the place more spacious and comfortable for him to live in.
Just as I thought of this, I saw a beautiful woman with a big belly walking into the yard with light steps and carrying a bamboo basket.
Her face is as delicate as a painting, her skin is as white as snow, and her bright eyes seem to hide stars.
She smiled like a flower and called out in a clear and pleasant voice, "Husband, are you tired? Stop and rest for a while, come over and have a drink of water."
When Jiang Chengyu heard the voice, a sunny smile immediately broke out on his originally focused face.
He put down the bamboo pole he was fiddling with, patted the wood chips on his hands, walked quickly towards the woman, and addressed her in an intimate tone:
"Wife, why are you out picking mushrooms again with such a big belly? I've told you so many times that I can do these things. You're in a heavy mood now, so you need to rest more."
After saying this, he gently supported the woman and carefully asked her to sit at the familiar stone table in the yard.
He also took the bamboo basket from the woman's hand and gently put it aside. Then he picked up the teapot and poured tea for the woman skillfully. His eyes were full of tenderness and pampering, and he looked at the woman affectionately.
The woman smiled and reached out to wipe the sweat from Jiang Chengyu's cheek intimately, while whispering:
"Don't be in a hurry, my husband. The baby is still several months away! Just take your time. Look at you, you're sweating all over. It's heartbreaking to see you like that."
"An uninvited guest has come to our house, filling it with the smell of Chinese medicine. My wife is pregnant, and it would be bad for the fetus if he stays here.
As a husband, I can't bear to let you suffer in the kitchen, so I want to help you build a new house.
You've worked so hard to continue the Jiang family's lineage, how could I let you suffer any injustice?" Jiang Chengyu said with eyes full of love.
After hearing this, the woman leaned close to Jiang Chengyu's arms, a happy smile on her face:
"My husband, I, Xue Meiniang, am satisfied with your thoughtful words." Jiang Chengyu opened his arms and hugged Xue Meiniang's shoulders tightly, and the intimate atmosphere between them became more and more intense.
Mu Xiaoji saw this scene, and a complex emotion suddenly surged in his heart. He felt like he was an unnecessary person who shouldn't disturb the world of two people.
So he couldn't help but step back and retreat gently into the house, fearing that his presence would destroy this sweetness and warmth.
Time passed by unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye it was already the middle of the night. Everything was silent, as if the whole world had fallen into a deep sleep.
Mu Xiaoji suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and his throat was so dry that it seemed like it was smoking.
He looked around the room, but only smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and did not see any teapot or water utensils.
In desperation, he had to get up again with difficulty, and walked out of the room step by step with the help of crutches.
The small bamboo house was a scene in his novel, and he had lived there for a while many years ago, so he was already familiar with the environment here and walked straight towards the kitchen.
The pitch-black yard was completely silent, with only a ray of light coming from the newly built bamboo house, which stood out in the darkness.
Mu Xiaoji slowly approached the bamboo house. Through the window, he saw Jiang Chengyu leaning over the bed in the candlelight.
Xue Mei Niang said in a shy voice, "My husband, please be careful and don't hurt our child."
"Don't worry, my lady. I will be very gentle as your husband." Jiang Chengyu responded softly.
Xue Mei Niang smiled softly and said angrily, "My husband, you are so mean! There is a stranger living next door!"
With a wave of Jiang Chengyu's hand, the candlelight went out instantly, followed by the sweet whispers and gentle laughter of the two.
Mu Xiaoji felt mixed emotions when he heard all this. He felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and a deep regret welled up in his heart.
Jiang Chengyu was wearing pajamas and holding the portrait of the two of them that Alice had carefully taken, and was forced to leave barefoot.
The message on the property certificate of the sea view villa is: "Now I no longer have the right identity to receive your generous gift.
This is all you have, may it return to you and continue to witness your happiness."
He regretted deeply the scene of personally beating Jiang Chengyu to the point of being unconscious in the backyard of the Goldsmith Bay Villa without giving him a chance to explain.
He realized that he could no longer stay here and disturb the little monster's life. So, he turned around with a lonely look on his face and limped towards the gate.
At this time, the rushing river was roaring not far away, and the sound was particularly loud in the silent night, as if telling endless sorrow.
In the deeper and more dewy woods, the cries of strange birds and the chirping of insects could be heard from time to time, interweaving into a strange melody.
Only Mu Xiaoji's heavy breathing seemed so abrupt in the darkness. He dragged his heavy steps, not knowing where to go home.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the sky finally turned pale and the daylight began to brighten.
The sunlight shines through the gaps between the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadows, falling on Mu Xiaoji's stubborn and lonely figure.
At this time, Mu Xiaoji was already exhausted, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
He leaned against a tree, his mind constantly recalling the intimate shadows of the little monster and his wife under the window at night, and the pain in his heart became more intense.
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining the grass under the tree red.
He took a closer look and found that the grass was actually Gelsemium elegans: "Gelsemium elegans? Humph..." He slowly squatted down with the help of his crutch and pulled up the Gelsemium elegans with trembling hands.
Looking at the Gelsemium elegans, he said with deep emotion: "Gelsemium elegans, in medicine, is an extremely poisonous plant. Legend has it that it can sever all emotional entanglements in the world, and it has the same effect as the legendary Mengpo soup.
Mu Xiaoji looked at the heartbroken grass and pulled out a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth: "Heartbroken grass, heartbroken grass, maybe I will meet you.
It's really fate's arrangement, it's time to make a break!" After saying this, he closed his eyes and slowly brought the heartbreak grass to his mouth.
At this critical moment, suddenly, a kick hit his shoulder, and Mu Xiaoji lost his balance in an instant and fell to the ground.
The heartbreak grass in his hand also slipped out, and his hands rubbed against the rough ground, instantly leaving deep scars and blood stains, it was a horrible sight.
Mu Xiaoji lay on the ground, looking back with difficulty. He saw Jiang Chengyu's face was ashen, and his usually gentle face was now covered with frost.
He flicked his sleeves, stood aside, stared into the distance, and said in a bone-chilling tone:
"Go back and die if you want to. Don't dirty my place. My wife is about to give birth. Your death here will only bring bad luck to her." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the woods with big strides.
Mu Xiaoji looked at his injured hands with trembling hands, and felt as if his heart was blocked by a huge rock, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his vision suddenly went black. He could no longer hold on and lost consciousness.
At this moment, Xue Mei Niang hurried out, shouting anxiously as she ran: "Master Xue Luo, he's vomited a lot of blood, what should we do?"
When Jiang Chengyu heard the shout, he slowly descended from the sky as light as a swallow and landed next to Mu Xiaoji.
He picked up Mu Xiaoji distressedly, and with anxiety and self-blame in his voice, he shouted loudly: "Xiaoji, Xiaoji..."
He bit his lips so hard in hatred that they almost bled, and kept apologizing:
"I'm sorry, Xiaoji, you can't stay here. Choubao is still young and can't live without his father."
As he spoke, he gently wiped the blood from Mu Xiaoji's lips with his slender and trembling fingers.
Xue Mei Niang asked nervously, "Master Xue Luo, are we going too far?"
Jiang Chengyu helplessly hugged Mu Xiaoji tightly, as if he wanted to merge himself with him, his tone full of heartache and guilt: "I'm sorry, Xiaoji, you can't stay here, I have no choice..."
However, just when Jiang Chengyu was feeling distressed, Mu Xiaoji was suddenly taken away by an invisible force and disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, the red sign in the operating room of Kanghe Hospital lit up with a swish. The eye-catching red light seemed to be announcing that a battle with death was about to begin.