717 Parting Pains 1 (1/2)

Jun Wu Xie sat at the table for a long while. The suffocating quiet surrounding her caused her to feel a little flustered. The little black cat drew near to her and hopped into her arms to give her its familiar warmth.

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from a distance away. Jun Wu Xie's head jerked up, the struggle within her showing in her eyes.

”Do you want to go take a look?” The little black cat asked, as it raised a paw to paw at Jun Wu Xie's sleeve.

Jun Wu Xie stood up solemnly and walked towards the source of the crash.

When Jun Wu Xie came before Fan Zhuo's room, she stood before it silently a moment. All was quiet in the room and as she pushed the door open, a very faint stench of blood wafted past her. Standing in the room was Gu Li Sheng who had turned his head to look at her, but then averted his gaze when he could not find the right words to say.

Jun Wu Xie walked into the room and gazed upon the sight of the familiar back facing her.

Fan Zhuo was sitting on one side of the room, his back to Jun Wu Xie, and he was giving Lord Meh Meh its medicinal bath.

Lord Meh Meh's condition had made some improvements and it was already able to open its eyes. Its clear gaze was looking at Jun Wu Xie a moment before it turned its tiny head to look at Fan Zhuo, who had his back turned to face Jun Wu Xie, and it struggled valiantly to give out a weak bleat.

”Meh…..”

”Leave us for a while.” Jun Wu Xie said when she saw the broken pieces of porcelain scattered upon the ground by Fan Zhuo's feet, realising that must have been what had caused that loud crash.

Gu Li Sheng nodded and went out of the room, carefully closing the door behind him.

In the room, only Jun Wu Xie and Fan Zhuo were left.

”My big brother….. Is he alright?” Fan Zhuo's voice did not sound any different from usual but as Jun Wu Xie could not see his front, she did not know what kind of expression was on his face.

”Not good.” Jun Wu Xie replied.

Fan Zhuo's back stiffened upon hearing that.

”Can you cure him? You were even capable of curing me, right?”

”I have not had time to take a good look at him yet.” Jun Wu Xie answered honestly, but her throat seemed to hurt as the words came out, as if she should not have phrased them in that manner, and not have the words come out so cold and unfeeling.

”Little Xie.”

”Hmm?”

”I beg you. You must cure him.” Fan Zhuo's voice was becoming heavily suppressed.