bestfiction Chapter 300: The Torment of Not Being Able to Get Close
Chapter 300: The Torment of Not Being Able to Get Close
Fang Qingge felt heartbroken as she watched the prince, who was so close yet seemed as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them and she could not get close to him.
Suddenly she thought of the spiritual spring water in the space.
He hurriedly took out a fishing rod from the supermarket and hung an infusion bag filled with spiritual spring water from the pharmacy on the hook.
She clasped her hands together devoutly and murmured,
“Please God, give Brother An the spiritual spring water that saved his life. Please don’t let him be beaten back.”
After praying for a few words, Fang Qingge found the best distance from the prince and adjusted the drip rate of the infusion bag.
I want to try to drop the spiritual spring water on his lips, maybe a miracle will happen? !
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"Brother An, you will definitely get better."
She was so nervous that her hands were shaking because she was afraid of being repelled by the strong current.
I slowly and tentatively put the fishing rod down. Thank God, the infusion bag and spring water on the fishing rod were not rejected.
The first time, it was a little off, and the spiritual spring water flowed into the prince's nasal cavity. She was so anxious that her hands shook even more.
"I'm sorry, Brother An. Did I choke you? I'm really useless."
Fang Qingge's body still couldn't get close to the prince, so she couldn't wipe it for him. Her eyes were red with heartache.
I was still thinking, if he was fine, he would have been coughing non-stop! But the person lying there was silent.
Fang Qingge rubbed his hands together, controlled his emotions, and steadied his wrist to let the spiritual spring water drop by drop again.
This time there was no deviation, and the water flowed down the corners of the prince's lips, down his neck and onto the pillow.
Fang Qingge was anxious, and did not hide it from the prince, so she started to talk a lot.
"Brother An, I know you must have heard me.
Do you know what disease you have? Actually, you are not sick, but you have been sealed by a curse.
We are all trying to save you. This is life-saving spiritual spring water. Try to drink as much as you can and hold on."
Fang Qingge's voice was choked with sobs as she kept saying words of encouragement, and drops of spiritual spring water fell on the prince's lips.
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Just at this time,
There were footsteps outside the tent. Fang Qingge was afraid of scaring people, so he hurriedly put away his fishing rod and slipped into the space.
But she ignored the super power of the spiritual spring water. What she didn't see was that the spiritual spring water in the prince's mouth was actually absorbed into his mouth.
Eunuch Fu came in, holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge and lifting the door curtain.
"Your Highness, I have made you a bowl of porridge. Do you like the smell?
"Alas! It's all my fault that I forgot to put longan and lotus seeds in the bowl just now. Did you know that and that's why you didn't want to drink?"
Eunuch Fu kept muttering to himself.
When he got closer, he found that there seemed to be water droplets on the corners of the prince's mouth and nose, and the pillow was also soaked.
"Eh? Your Highness, who came in to give you some water? Look at this person, he is really reckless."
Eunuch Fu asked this question while his hands kept moving. He put down the bowl, took the towel and wiped the prince's hands carefully.
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Perhaps he was angry that someone dared to treat the prince like this. He walked to the door, lifted the door curtain, and angrily asked the guard on duty,
"Who have you seen come in?"
The guards were confused and said in unison,
"Reporting to Eunuch Fu, we have been standing at the door and have not seen anyone go in."
"no one?"
Eunuch Fu was very puzzled. After entering the house, he apologized to the prince,
"Your Highness, it's all my fault. I must have not wiped your face cleanly enough and left water stains, and even wet the pillow.
Your Highness, please wake up and reprimand me, can you? Look, I have become clumsy as I get older, and I can't do things properly anymore!"
As Eunuch Fu spoke, he lowered his head with a gloomy look and stirred the charcoal fire in the room to calm himself down.
After a few breaths, he washed his hands again and then sat down next to the prince.
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Eunuch Fu picked up the bowl of porridge and tried to feed the prince a mouthful, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the prince to open his mouth.
"Your Highness, you don't like this bowl either? It doesn't matter. If you don't like it, then don't drink it. Wait, I'll make a new one later."
Eunuch Fu forced a smile and kept muttering to himself in front of the prince.
However, humans are emotional animals after all.
Eunuch Fu broke down his defense again and walked out quickly. Fang Qingge in the space heard Eunuch Fu sobbing breathlessly while hiding outside the house.
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She also felt upset, and she was even more aware of Eunuch Fu's feelings for the prince.
Fang Qingge took the opportunity to quickly emerge from the space.
The prince on the bed felt Fang Qingge's presence again.
And the sound of her shallow breathing.
After the few drops of spiritual spring water entered the body, it seemed that there was a little warmth. Liang He'an was ecstatic and his desire to survive became stronger.
Fang Qingge was unaware of the prince's change. She quickly took out the fishing rod and tied an IV bag filled with spiritual spring water to it.
Time and again, she tried unremittingly to find a balance, and the spiritual spring water dripped onto the prince's lips.
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There was movement outside the door again.
After crying for a while, Eunuch Fu calmed down and was about to come in. Fang Qingge hurriedly put away his fishing rod and slipped into the space.
Eunuch Fu, who came in, once again saw the water stains on the prince's chin and cheeks, and touched the prince's neck and the wet pajamas.
He was dumbstruck and stunned.
As if she suddenly couldn't accept herself like this, she wiped her tears in front of the prince.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry! I've become forgetful! Woohoo... I've become demented.
Your Highness, please wake up soon. If you don't wake up, I'm afraid I'll forget everything, including who I am. "Wuwuwu..."
Eunuch Fu's eyes were filled with tears. When he thought of what he would look like after suffering from dementia, his body, which had become thinner due to overwork in the past few days, began to tremble constantly.
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Fang Qingge in the space did not laugh at the joke made by Eunuch Fu. She felt extremely sad.
The loyal Eunuch Fu's love for the Prince is irreplaceable.
He guarded the ignorant prince every day.
Especially in recent days, the prince's life has been consumed day by day. Outsiders cannot understand the despair and torment he feels in his heart.
But Fang Qingge felt the same way.
Tears blurred her eyes. Fang Qingge couldn't help but asked hurriedly to the air,
"Xiao Qi, is there any progress? I'm afraid the prince's body won't be able to hold on. He's already reached his limit. I'm really afraid...?"
"Master, I am casting a wide net. Please wait a moment."
The robot Xiaoqi started its own program and was running at overload.
It also turned on all the devices in the space that could be connected to the modern space-time network.
At the same time, posts asking for help flooded the entire Internet world.
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Time passed by minute by minute, and it became anxious, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, with no progress at all.
The robot Xiao Qi couldn't bear to dampen his master's hope, so he added,
"Master, everything will be fine, trust me."
The more Xiao Qi said this, the more Fang Qingge guessed how difficult this problem was.
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