The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 822 - Chapter 822: Despair

Chapter 822 - Chapter 822: Despair

Chapter 822: Despair

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The corners of Song Jingchen’s mouth twitched. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

Shen Yijia’s eyes turned red. She said anxiously, “They said that my blood can treat the plague. I can cure you.”

She had denied it many times. At this moment, she only hoped that those people were right.

Otherwise, she really didn’t know what to do!

“No!” Song Jingchen straightened his expression and gritted his teeth. He sat up and leaned over to take the dagger from her hand. He raised his hand and threw it out.

The dagger landed less than two steps away from the bed. This simple action had already exhausted all his strength.

He lay back weakly, coughing intermittently.

Shen Yijia’s heart tightened. She panicked and wanted to pick up the dagger, but Song Jingchen grabbed her hand again.

“Hubby?” She turned around to look at him in a daze.

Song Jingchen said, “No.”

He did not use much strength, and Shen Yijia could easily break free. However, when she met his abnormally firm eyes, she seemed to have lost her strength.

Shen Yijia almost begged, “Hubby, can you let me try?”

Afraid that his heart would soften, Song Jingchen closed his eyes and didn’t dare to look at her. “You forgot what I told you. If you can’t save everyone, you can’t save even a single one.”

They were not sure if this girl’s blood was really useful, but those people dared to do such a wicked thing. If her blood really cured him, how could they let go of this chance to live?

At that time, everyone would force her and want to suck her blood.

Shen Yijia quickly shook her head. “I know what you’re worried about. I don’t care about anyone else. I’ll only save you.”

Song Jingchen sighed. “Empress Dowager Zhou is also infected with the plague.”

At that time, Xuanyuan Qi would be the first to disagree. With Lord Jing’an around, could he really disregard his mother’s life?

“Then save her. I’m in good health and have a lot of blood… I’ve never told you this before. In my previous life, I’ve been locked up in a place since I can remember. Those people would come and take my blood every once in a while, but look, I’m still alive and well, right? I’m not afraid of pain.”

Shen Yijia was anxious to convince Song Jingchen, completely unaware of the turmoil her words caused in the hearts of those who heard them.

Xuanyuan Ziming did not know what a previous life meant, but he understood the key point.

Compared to Xuanyuan Ye, who was doted on, he didn’t know what to feel. In short, he felt very uncomfortable.

If he was already in such a state, there was no need to mention Ji Luo. She felt as if something had exploded in her head, making her dizzy.

She had never heard Jiajia mention this before.

Ji Luo staggered back a step.

Jiajia’s words about imprisonment and drawing blood kept echoing in her mind. She covered her mouth tightly. She did not dare to imagine how her daughter had survived in the alternate world for more than 500 meters.

Xuanyuan Ce’s eyes were also red. Sensing the person beside him suddenly breathing heavily, he called out worriedly, “Ah Luo.”

“Don’t call me!” Ji Luo restrained himself and roared in a low voice. The hatred in her eyes was tangible.

Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Ce could not see it.

“Xuanyuan Ce, if you dare to ask my daughter to save your mother and the citizens of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, I’ll definitely kill you with my own hands.”

At this moment, she hated him. Not only did she hate Xuanyuan Ce, but she also hated herself.

Her daughter had suffered since she was young, but she had never blamed them.

How could her daughter be so good?!

She had never even carried such a good daughter properly!

Guilt surged in Ji Luo’s heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Song Jingchen’s heart ached too. His eyes instantly turned red, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Shen Yijia’s hand, his chest heaving violently.

“Hubby! ” Shen Yijia was shocked by his appearance and helped him calm down in a panic. “Hubby, what’s wrong?”

Song Jingchen struggled to keep his eyes open. “Don’t use your blood. No one can hurt you.”

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Alright, alright. I promise you, I won’t do it.” Shen Yijia agreed with a trembling voice. She went to wipe the blood off his face with trembling hands, but the blood seemed to be endless.

She panicked completely and called out in fear, “Someone, come quickly!” Bang! The door was pushed open.

Ji Luo walked in and saw the situation in the room. She quickly put away the chaotic emotions in her heart and went forward to check Song Jingchen’s pulse before taking out the silver needles.

One needle was inserted, two needles were inserted, and three needles were inserted..

After more than ten needles, Song Jingchen’s condition stabilized slightly.

“Hubby, how do you feel?”

Before Ji Luo put away the needle, Shen Yijia did not dare to make a sound.

Song Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and noticed the panic in Shen Yijia’s eyes. His face was filled with heartache. “Don’t be afraid, I’m fine.”

“I’m not afraid. I know you can’t bear to make me sad. For me, nothing will happen to you.”

Song Jingchen forced a smile and turned to look at the people blocked by Thirty Thousand and MO Yuan. He took a deep breath and said unsteadily, “Remember what you promised me. You can’t do anything stupid.”

He was saying this to Shen Yijia and deliberately for Xuanyuan Ce and Xuanyuan Ziming to hear.

Shen Yijia clenched her fists and closed her eyes. “I remember. I’ll listen to you.”

Hearing her agreement, Song Jingchen finally heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn’t take it anymore and fell asleep.

Shen Yijia was stunned. She used her sleeve to wipe the blood off his face.

By the time she was done, her hands and sleeves were already covered in blood. Ji Luo was about to remind her when Shen Yijia got out of bed.

“I’ll go wash my hands. I can’t let my husband worry.” With that, Shen Yijia left the room like a wandering soul.

Seeing her like this, everyone present felt terrible. Ji Luo almost burst into tears.

She took a deep breath. “I’ll go to the pharmacy. Thirty Thousand, stay here and look for me if you need anything.” “MO Yuan, send the guests off.”

The guests included Xuanyuan Ce.

For the first time, Xuanyuan Ce did not want to stay.

He followed Xuanyuan Ziming out the door.

” Imperial uncle, I’ll sena you DaCK to tne prince’s residence nrst.” xuanyuan Ziming handed a prescription to Little Zhu Zi and instructed, “Send this prescription to the imperial physician.”

This prescription was given to him by Ji Luo in the central room.

“Ming’er,” Xuanyuan Ce called out to him.

Xuanyuan Ziming was still not used to being called that. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. “Don’t worry, Imperial Uncle. I understand. Sister Jiajia’s blood is useless against the plague.”

Brother Song would rather die than let Jiajia try. Didn’t he want to eliminate the possibility of them letting Jiajia use her blood to save people?

Xuanyuan Ce sighed. “You don’t have to send me off. I’ll go to the palace to see your imperial grandmother. Go ahead.”

As the two of them spoke, Chu Feng had already driven the carriage over.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Ziming did not insist..