704: Illness

Illness

Tong Mo's smile froze. "Nanxing, I'm used to this. Sitting in a wheelchair isn't a problem for me. It doesn't affect my status as Master San." He stressed Master San and cast a sideways glance at little uncle and Jing Tian.0

Little uncle and Jing Tian coughed lightly and looked away.

Although the seven evils weren't ranked by age, Master San ranked ahead of Master Si. The teasing in cousin Mo's eyes was obvious. It was a funny scene.

My youngest uncle rubbed my head. "What's so great about it? You're benefiting from your father's foundation."

I saved my head and pushed his hand away. "Don't rub my head! Go rub your nephew's head!" I yelled

My little uncle and cousin Mo were stunned at the same time. His gaze fell on cousin Mo's head.

I provoked him. "Why don't you rub his head? Go ahead and do it!"

The three of them couldn't hold it in any longer and laugh in unison.

Jing Tian pulled me to his side.

Cousin Mo suddenly coughed.

I thought he was choking on his laughter. Just as I was about to mock him, I turned my head and saw that he was coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

"Cousin Mo!" I screamed and rushed over.

However, he pushed me away and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't come over!"

His body leaned forward, and he almost rolled down from the wheelchair. My little uncle reacted quickly. He held Cousin Mo and shouted, "Jing Tian, go and call Mr. Li over!"

Jing Tian responded and left. I was stunned when I saw the scene in front of me.

"Cousin Mo..." I muttered as I walked toward him again.

Cousin Mo reached out his bloody hand and waved. "Nanxing, go quickly!"

Go? Go where? Why did he ask me to go?

Little Uncle supported him and let his head lean against his body. He shouted loudly, "Where's Mr. Li? Hurry up! Hurry up!"

I looked at cousin Mo and suddenly realized something. I picked up the knife on the shelf at the side and quickly cut my palm. Blood immediately flowed down with a faint golden color.

I gripped my palm and extended my hand toward cousin Mo.

My blood could stop bleeding. Jing Tian tested it personally.

The moment cousin Mo saw the blood dripping from my palm, his expression changed.

He pounced on me and looked like he wanted to suck my blood dry. However, his remaining rationality forced him to stop.

I didn't care much and spread my palm in front of Cousin Mo.

Cousin Mo's eyes were bloodshot.

I didn't know why he was vomiting blood. There was no visible wound. If there was, I could use my blood to close the wound. So why was he vomiting blood?

Cousin Mo grabbed my arm with great strength, but he didn't use my blood. Instead, he pushed me away. He was fighting within himself. He wanted to pull me back and push me away.

"Nanxing, leave quickly. Don't torture him." Little Uncle wanted me to leave as well.

I didn't understand.

I heard hurried footsteps behind me. It was Jing Tian and Mr. Li.

"Jing Tian, come and help!" Little uncle called out to Jing Tian. He carried cousin Mo back to the room, but cousin Mo still grabbed my arm. I want to go in with them.

Little Uncle separated my hand with Cousin Mo's with a split and growled, "Nanxing, don't come over!"

Mr. Li also pushed me away. "Hurry up and leave!"

They entered cousin Mo's room without looking back. I staggered a few steps and almost fell. I only managed to stabilize myself after being supported by a hand.

I turned around.

"Ye Qian?"

The ashen-faced Ye Qian stood behind me. She looked at cousin Mo's room door without saying a word.

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