Chapter 431 (1/2)
In the face of malaria, Zhu GuanLiang was at a loss. After taking so many drugs, Zhou Leping did not improve. Instead, he became more and more serious day by day.
He wrote a letter to his master, asking him to help him. But after waiting for two days, he didn't wait for a reply, and no one saw him. He slowly began to worry. His mood at the moment was just like that of Zhou Leping, who was seriously injured when he came back. He felt helpless and hated his own incompetence.
Zhou Leping sat on the ground with his back against the door and sighed, ”how many people have died?”
Outside the door, Zhu GuanLiang sat on the ground, staring at the crack of the door, ”not much.”
Zhou Leping refused to let him in, so they could only talk through the door. Outside the door, she sighed again, ”where's Zhao Deng?”
”A lot of people died in the army, but Zhao Shiqian did not dare to take the opportunity to send troops. The situation is not very good, but it is not so bad.”
”I just had a dream.”
Zhu GuanLiang put his hand on the door and restrained the impulse to push the door. He choked in his throat and said, ”what did you dream of?”
”I dream that I'm dead, and then you cry with my corpse in your arms. Black and white impermanence comes to hook me up. Yama says that I've killed too much in my life, and I can only be a dung beetle in my next life. Ha ha...”
When he heard her smile, he was not angry. ”The king of hell can't do it. He doesn't know right from wrong. You killed the damned people. You should enjoy happiness in the next life.”
She nodded inside, ”I also think I should have a good life in my next life. When I get down, I'll have a fight with the king of hell first, and ask him to arrange a good baby for me and give birth to you as your daughter, OK? I think you must be a good father
”Bullshit He laughed awkwardly. ”You're not going to die.”
”I'm not afraid of death. I'm not afraid at all. I just feel sorry and reluctant to give up.”
Yujiao came to deliver the medicine. Zhu GuanLiang took it and knocked on the door to call her, ”take the medicine first.”
”Put it there, you all go.”
Zhu GuanLiang waved his hand to let Yujiao back. Zhou Leping listened to the silence at the door and opened the door to carry the bowl.
Zhu GuanLiang looked at her small white slender arm, a little breathless. He reached out to hold it, and gently rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand. ”Can I go in and have a look at you?”
Zhou Leping was ill, so he couldn't make much effort. He couldn't pull his hand back even if he tried his best, so he was in a hurry, ”let go!”
Zhu GuanLiang was afraid of breaking her arm. He didn't dare to work hard. He grabbed her for a while, then slowly took off his hand. Finally, he could only let her go.
The door closed in front of him with a bang, and he heard a hard gasp and a rather impolite rolling.
He stood up and knocked on the door again. ”I'll go, but you have to drink the medicine.”