Chapter 720
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After putting the bowl on the table, Di Xingchen walked over to Ning An, "It's still early. You should rest for a while."
Ning An didn't object. Instead, he obediently closed his eyes under Di Xingchen's accompaniment.
Soon, Ning An's even breathing could be heard. Looking at Ning An's sleeping face, Di Xingchen smiled gently, then took out a pill and swallowed it.
After taking the pill, Di Xingchen walked to the other side and began to heal himself.
Because his back was facing Ning An, Di Xingchen didn't see that Ning An quietly opened his eyes after he left.
Ning An lay on his side on the bed, looking at Di Xingchen.
He spent the whole afternoon looking at Ning An.
Because Di Xingchen's injuries weren't light, it took a lot of time to heal himself.
Seeing that Di Xingchen stopped healing himself, Ning An quietly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Di Xingchen tilted his head and glanced at Ning An, then got up and walked out of the room.
Ning An had been looking at him the whole afternoon. How could he not know...
Not long after Di Xingchen left, he came back with a plate of pastries.
After Di Xingchen left, Ning An woke up. So when Di Xingchen came back, Ning An was already dressed and sitting at the table.
Di Xingchen put the pastries in front of Ning An and smiled, "Eat some. We'll go over after you finish eating."
"Okay." Ning An nodded and didn't say much. He just picked up the pastries and ate them.
After eating the pastries, the two didn't go over immediately. Instead, they waited until the sky was completely dark before leaving the room.
When they arrived at the living room, Ying Ye frowned. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything. She just took out the bowl that she had prepared and placed it in front of Ning An.
If he cut his left palm during the day, he could only cut his right palm at night.
Picking up the dagger, Ning An's originally unscathed right hand had a cut that was neither deep nor shallow.
Clenching his fist, Ning An let the blood flow into the bowl.
When there was enough blood for a bowl, Di Xingchen took out the medicine and sprinkled it on Ning An's wound. Then, he bandaged Ning An's wound.
"Let's go out and talk," Ying Ye said faintly as she handed the blood to Bi Lou.
Ning An knew that Ying Ye wanted to talk about this, so he didn't object.
After the three of them walked out of the dark room, Kalou, Carlo, Kagura, and Ning An's parents were all there. Even Ying Hong and Sue Liu, who weren't there earlier, appeared in the room.
Glancing at Ning An's right hand, Carlo rubbed his eyebrows. "Ning An, you won't be able to hold on for long."
Hearing this, Ning An nodded. "I know. I'll do my best to hold on. Since I promised to save him, I'll do it to the end."
"But Ning An, your body …" Kagura was a bit worried. She was afraid that Ning An wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"Mother, I know what I'm doing," Ning An said indifferently.
"Since you've said so, I can't say anything more." Kagura frowned. "Ning An, you have to remember that whether or not Kaloya can wake up depends on you. You absolutely can't let yourself fall."
Hearing this, Ning An nodded. "Don't worry."
"Ning An, let's talk." Kalou looked at Ning An and smiled gently.
Ning An didn't know what to feel about this person who was supposed to be his grandfather. Thinking back to his modern grandmother, who died at the age of seventy, Ning An suddenly sighed.
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