Chapter 954

Chu Shao Yang held a bowl of steaming hot soup as he ran into the Peach Blossom Little House.

Chu Shao Bai was still lying on the bed like when he left, not moving at all. His face was pale without a trace of blood and his long and thick eyelashes were hanging down. The white clothes on his chest were already dyed red with blood.

He was filled with death energy, without any signs of life.

Chu Shao Yang was shocked. He put down the bowl of medicine and quickly felt his pulse. He found that it was still slightly beating and he let out a sigh of relief.

As long as he was still alive, this snow ginseng soup would be able to cure his injury.

"Shao Bai, Shao Bai, are you still awake? Can you hear me? I am your third brother, your third brother! "

Chu Shao Yang took out the best ointment in the palace and carefully applied it to Chu Shao Bai's wound. The wound was very deep and it shocked him. Thinking that he was the one who made this fatal wound, his nose filled with regret and he almost began to cry.

If anyone else dared to hurt Chu Shao Bai like this, he would be the first to not forgive them. But the person who had made this kind of terrifying wound on his little brother was himself!

He applied the ointment to Chu Shao Bai while large drops of tears flowed down.

"Shao Bai, you're not allowed to die! No matter what, you can't die! I only have you as my little brother in this world, if even you leave me ….. "His voice was choked.

Chu Shao Bai slightly opened his eyes and saw the tears in Chu Shao Yang's eyes. He was shocked and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears, but his hand only slightly raised before falling down powerlessly.

Although that sword strike was not fatal, it had injured his lungs, causing him to lose a lot of blood. His body felt weak without any strength left.

He said in a soft voice, "Third brother, I'm fine. I ….. I'm not in pain, it's just a small wound, you don't need to be this sad. My ….. My body has always been good, how could I ….. die from a small wound like this. You're looking down on this little ….. little brother too much ….. Ke, ke, ke ….."

He pretended to be relaxed and made a joke, but he didn't know that he couldn't take a breath and immediately started coughing violently. Strings of bloody foam came out of his mouth and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Shao Bai, you're not allowed to speak, you're not allowed to say a single word!" Chu Shao Yang quickly wiped the blood from his lips, but there was more and more.

"You won't die. You are my blood brother. In this world, no one can compare to you in my heart. I have already boiled the remaining half of the snow ginseng into soup. As long as you drink it, your life will be saved. Come, sit up, I will feed you."

Chu Shao Yang held Chu Shao Bai's shoulder and let him lean against the bed. Then he reached out to grab the bowl of soup.

"No, Third Brother, I won't drink! This snow ginseng soup is the item to save Ning-er's life. I.. I can't spoil it! " Chu Shao Bai's eyes went wide in shock. He could smell the thick ginseng smell in the soup, so he tightly closed his mouth.

"How can that woman's life be compared to yours? Not to mention that she would rather die than be my woman, even if she was really my woman, I would still choose to save you and not her! Brothers are like my hands and feet, my wife is like my clothes, I definitely won't treat my hands lightly and clothes lightly. Come, Shao Bai, drink while it's hot. "

Chu Shao Yang had an expressionless face as he brought the bowl of soup to Chu Shao Bai's lips.

Chu Shao Bai forcefully shook his head. His lips were tightly closed and his expression was filled with stubbornness.