Chapter 378 Exchange blood, you will not have pain in the future
Song Jing sent Shi Yan back to Xueyuan.
"I'll call you after lunch later."
"No, I won't go over for lunch." Shi Yan reached out towards Song Jing's head, and Song Jing tilted his head slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Shi Yan pulled a pine needle from her hair and said, "There is something."
"Thank you." Song Jing took a step back, "Then I will bring you lunch."
"No need to bother."
"No trouble, you can rest first." Song Jing turned and left.
Shi Yan stood by the door and watched her walk away, smiling silently.
He still couldn't stay with Song Jing like this, it would be too easy to get greedy, and Song Jing might unknowingly let Song Jing know who he was.
In the next two days, Shi Yan refused Song Jing's invitation because he felt unwell, and stayed in the room waiting for Lu Xi to make final preparations.
Song Jing came to Xueyuan several times but failed to see anyone.
Song Jing suspected that Mr. Su was avoiding her.
"Little Junior Sister, Mr. Su is ready, let's go." Qi Qing knocked on the door.
Song Jing opened the door, "Senior Brother, is Mr. Su really voluntary? Why do I feel like he is deliberately avoiding me?"
"You also know Mr. Su's physical condition. He should be really uncomfortable. He is not avoiding you on purpose." Qi Qing smiled, "Don't think so wildly. We all know your concerns. If Mr. Su is not voluntary, we will
I won’t force him.”
"Don't let down Mr. Su's kindness."
"Senior Brother, I..." Song Jing still hesitated.
"Don't be nervous." Qi Qing still held a porcelain bottle in his hand, "This is the calming tea newly made by your third senior sister. If you feel uneasy, drink some and try it."
Song Jing didn't think much about it, took it over and unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips, "It's sweet, with a little fragrance, the taste... the taste..."
Song Jing's vision began to become blurry and his body fell back.
"Junior sister, I'm sorry." Qi Qing reached out to catch Song Jing.
Qi Qing picked up Song Jing and took him to the treatment room. Lu Xi and Shi Yan were already in the room.
"Quickly, put Xiao Jing on the ice jade bed." Lu Xi stepped aside and got out of the way.
"Elder brother, let me release you."
When Shi Yan stepped forward, Qi Qing looked at him and handed Song Jing into his hand.
Shi Yan took Song Jing, smiled, and said to himself: "It's lighter than before. No matter how much I raise it, I can't even afford two ounces of meat. I finally made it a little heavier, and when I came back from a mission, I became lighter again."
Lu Xi and Qi Qing looked at each other and saw the unbearable look in each other's eyes.
Shi Yan carefully placed Song Jing on the ice jade bed, smoothed away the broken hair from her forehead, lowered her head and kissed her gently.
"I can finally see you like this."
Song Jing lay unconscious on the bed. She seemed to have fallen into a chaotic dream, feeling very panicked. She always wanted to reach out and grab something, but couldn't.
The ice jade bed is wide enough for two people to lie down next to each other without any problem.
Shi Yan lay down next to Song Jing and held Song Jing's hand.
"Master, senior brother, come on."
"Ayan, your blood needs to remain active when it is exchanged into Xiaojing's body, so if you are awake, are you sure you don't want to prepare anymore?" Lu Xi asked.
"I am ready."
Shi Yan glanced at Song Jing and smiled, "Only through personal experience can I know what kind of torture she endured before."
Lu Xi sighed, "Then let's get started. Ayan, hold this pill in your mouth."
When Shi Yan took the pill in his mouth, Lu Xi and Qi Qing began to make the next moves.
Blood transfusion sounds scary, but it is actually just like a blood transfusion in a hospital.
Anyway, Shi Yan was awake the whole time, and it felt like it was not much different from a blood transfusion in the hospital. Maybe the only difference was the bone-chilling coldness caused by the loss of blood in the body.
Without this coldness, he wouldn't even feel the exchange of his own blood with Song Jing's.
Shi Yan thought to himself, maybe the situation is not as bad as he first thought.
Gradually, the blood's rejection of the new body began.
Shi Yan felt that his body was densely covered with pain, as if he had been bitten by countless insects. It was as if these insects had flowed into his body along with Song Jing's blood.
The dense pain intensified as more and more blood was exchanged, turning into a severe pain that crushed every inch of the bone.
Did Song Jing experience this kind of torture every time he got sick before?
How on earth did she manage to endure it without saying a word in the severe pain that she wished she could just die to be relieved?
Shi Yan held the pill in his mouth and gritted his teeth tightly, feeling very sorry for Song Jing.
At the beginning, Shi Yan could still keep his mind clear, but as he went to the back, his mind became more and more chaotic. He could only hold on to prevent himself from fainting.
I don't know how long it took, but Shi Yan felt that he was getting more and more irritable. He seemed to be thrown into a hot purgatory. The uncontrollable mania was tumbling in his chest uncontrollably. He became more and more anxious and wanted to find someone.
An outlet for venting.
Shi Yan thought vaguely, right now he was experiencing what Song Jing felt when he was ill?
Only with personal experience can I be qualified to express her pain!
"Shi Yan, one more thing, you can't sleep over." Qi Qing's voice sounded. To Shi Yan, the voice seemed far away and seemed to be in the horizon. It was even vague and unclear, but Shi Yan suddenly opened his eyes.
Shi Yan's eyes were as red as blood, and his eyes and brows were full of mania pouring out of his chest.
"I am now taking the needle for you to suppress your feverish mania."
Qi Qing explained, "What you have now are the same symptoms that junior sister had when she got sick, but they are a little more special. After all, the blood has just been changed, and I have to wait for the new blood to adapt to your body before I can use blood Gu to temporarily treat you."
Hyperbaric fever.”
"Okay." Shi Yan said, his voice hoarse as if there were countless gravels in his throat.
Qi Qing's eyes flashed with unbearability, and his hand holding the needle became a little gentler.
His body was covered with silver needles, and Shi Yan finally felt that the irritation in his chest that had nowhere to vent gradually subsided.
Shi Yan moved his fingers, regained consciousness, slowly held Song Jing's hand again, and turned his head to look at her, "I really worked hard for you in the past."
"It only happened once, and I thought I might as well die. How on earth do you endure it again and again?"
Shi Yan now finally understood why Song Jing always had a bad temper and seemed very irritable.
After experiencing this kind of depression, it is impossible for Da Luo to have a good temper.
But Song Jing just looked a little colder, and he already had self-control that ordinary people couldn't achieve.
Song Jing was still asleep, so of course it was impossible to answer Shi Yan's question, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was sleepy and restless.
Shi Yan wanted to smooth out the wrinkles between her eyebrows, but after moving his fingers, he really didn't have the strength to lift his arms. In the end, he could only sigh and softly said: "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine if you have a little more."
"You will no longer have pain, you will never have pain again."