430 Malady or Poison 5 (1/2)
”Little Xie! Little Zhuo's complexion…..” Fan Jin turned to look at Jun Xie, a big smile almost splitting across his face. But saw noticed Jun Xie was looking back at him, with utmost disdain in his eyes.
Fan Jin's expression became one of bewilderment. He took one step forward, but Jun Xie hurriedly retreated a step as well.
”Don't come near me.” Jun Wu Xie's eyes were icily cold.
Fan Jin's heart winced and he suddenly remembered the suspicions he had held against Jun Xie when he first opened the door earlier. He was suddenly overcome in guilt.
He could visibly see Fan Zhuo's complexion improving before his eyes and no matter how ignorant he was in the field of medicine, Fan Jin knew that everything that Jun Xie had done earlier was to save Fan Zhuo's life, but he had actually allowed himself to lay suspicion on Jun Xie's intentions.
”Little Xie, I am really sorry. I did not mean to doubt you, but when I opened that door, and my eyes were met with such a scene, I could not react in time. I am really really sorry.” Fan Jin apologised sincerely as he did not want Jun Xie to look at him with those eyes filled with such derision.
Jun Wu Xie frowned, not understanding why Fan Jin was apologising, and ignored what he had said totally.
”Dirty.” Jun Wu Xie however was highly put off by the filth on Fan Jin and she pinched her nose while she pointed a finger at Fan Jin and uttered just that single word.
It finally dawned on Fan Jin and he looked down at himself before he realised he was covered in the smelly black liquid that Fan Zhuo had vomited out earlier. He had been overcome by shock and had not paid any notice to the pungent acrid odour emanating from him. And after Jun Xie had pointed it out, his numbed sense of smell suddenly came back and when the highly offensive odour wafted into his nose, Fan Jin suddenly gagged and almost vomited on the spot.
He covered his mouth in a hurry and gestured with his other hand, before he shot out of the room in a flash.
The next moment, the sound of someone vomiting outside could be heard coming in through the open doorway and then the trickling of water.
Jun Wu Xie's frown stayed on her face as she looked at Fan Zhuo, and all the filth at the side of the bed. But she finally still stepped forward to check on Fan Zhuo's condition.