Chapter 154 - Pretending To Be Severely Sick
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nLian Jiuhua rushed in, and when he saw a deathly pale Han Moze lying in Liu Rushuang’s arms, he immediately cried. “Little brother, little brother! You mustn’t die! If you die, my dad will definitely kill me!”
nLiu Rushuang felt Han Moze’s body get even more ice-cold; waves of coldness enveloped his entire body.
nHow could this be?
nHan Moze, I often used to want to kill you!
nBut now… seeing that you were really going to die soon, my heart felt like it was struck by arrows. It hurt so much!
nA doctor with a long white beard quickly rushed in. After he checked Han Moze’s condition, his brows locked tightly.
n“I’m afraid this gentleman has only a month left to live! The blood clot in his body is simply too severe on his heart, so he can’t use his inner strength in the future. If he does, he’ll definitely die without a doubt.”
nStanding in front of his bed, Liu Rushuang’s face also turned pale.
nOnly a month left to live?
n“Young Miss!” cried Qing’Er worriedly, as she supported Liu Rushuang by the arm.
nAll of a sudden, Lian Jiuhua glared furiously at Liu Rushuang. “It’s all your fault! If it weren’t for you, nothing would happen to my little brother! Didn’t you always want to leave? You can leave now!”
nHan Moxi rushed in. When he saw Han Moze unconscious on the bed, he suddenly shrieked, “W-what… happened to my big brother?”
nLian Jiuhua pointed at Liu Rushuang and angrily cried, “It’s all because of that woman! To save her, he got hit in the chest with a palm attack. Now… I’m afraid he only has a month left to live. Wahhh wahhh…”
nHan Moxi’s eyes shot wide open, and he couldn’t help but stumble two steps back.
nWhen he saw how devastated Liu Rushuang and Qing’Er was, he just couldn’t get angry at them.
nBut what about his royal brother?
nLian Jiuhua sprawled over Han Moze’s body and cried, “Little brother, wake up! I didn’t protect you well! It’s my fault. Wahhh wahhh…”
nHan Moze’s eyes quivered, then slowly opened. When he heard the sound of Lian Jiuhua crying, he said with a sandy hoarse voice, “I’m not dead yet. What are you crying about?”
nLian Jiuhua suddenly grabbed onto the sheets over Han Moze and cried in anguish. “Little brother, kill me! I didn’t protect you well, so you had to suffer such a serious blow!”
nHan Moze furrowed his brows tightly in pain. His incredibly handsome face looked pale and weak in that very moment. “Take me back tot he palace!” He said quietly.
n“Yes, little brother. I’ll take you back!” replied Lian Jiuhua hurriedly.
nHan Moze’s lips were white. At just a glance, it was obvious he had lost too much blood.
nThen, he looked up at Liu Rushuang and flatly said, “Shuang’Er, leave. I won’t hold you back anymore, although I really want you by my side for my final month on earth.”
nLiu Rushuang’s eyes were so red, she looked like she was being abandoned.
n“I’ll stay by with you for a month. I hope you don’t find me annoying,” she said solemnly as she looked at Han Moze.
nHan Moze forced a smile. “How could I ever find you annoying?”
nBack in the palace, Han Moze kept everyone in the dark about his severe illness.
nSeeing that Liu Rushuang was about to leave, Han Moze laid weakly in bed and spoke with a hoarse voice. “I don’t want other people to wait on me, so… so do you mind taking care of me for a month? I’ll give you whatever you want.”
nLiu Rushuang wanted to leave, but suddenly halted. She shut her eyes and flatly said, “I’ll stay. You don’t need to reward me or anything. I’ll come take care of you tomorrow morning.”
nWhy did her heart ache so much?
nHad she fallen in love with that tyrant?
nHow could this be?
nWith that said, she walked over in sorrow.
nHer footsteps were heavy!
nSeeing Liu Rushuang walk away, Lian Jiuhua emerged from the shadows and walked over to the bed.
n“Your majesty, quit pretending. Ever since you were little, you would heal yourself no matter how severe the injury, so I’m certain you’re pretending to be sick right now. But I guess, it’s all to get her majesty to stay…” he said with a smile.
nHan Moze has been resilient since he were young, and so he was sure Han Moze was just fine!
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