boyutpedia Chapter 406 I Don’t Want to Become a Pockmarked Face Again
Chapter 406 I Don’t Want to Become a Pockmarked Face Again
When the sky was just getting light, Chen Anmeng gradually fell asleep.
She was somewhat exhausted after guarding for a whole night.
There was even an indescribable soreness in my body, and I felt a little drowsy.
"Sister."
Mu Feng's voice suddenly brought her back to reality.
"your face……"
He looked at his elder sister with deep distress, half-kneeling on the ground, holding her head with his hands.
"You also have chickenpox on your face. You're infected!"
Chen Anmeng opened his eyes drowsily, and after meeting Mu Feng's worried eyes, he curled up the corners of his mouth.
"Why do you look like that? You won't necessarily die from chickenpox."
"Didn't you tell Lang Qing that you wouldn't be infected?"
Mu Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, and he just looked at her eagerly.
"You said you wouldn't be infected. Why did you lie to us? If I had known you were infected, I wouldn't have let you come."
He really felt like he deserved to die. Why did he follow his elder sister here when Lang Qing and the others didn't agree?
If my sister hadn't come, would I not feel so uncomfortable now? Would I not suffer so much?
Chen Anmeng was actually deceiving them.
If I hadn't said that, it would have been difficult for me to come here.
In fact, it was not me who had chickenpox, but my best friend.
When Xingyue had chickenpox, I went to visit her, but she turned me away.
At that time, she seemed to have suspended her studies for a long time because of this incident.
"It's okay, you won't die."
It was the first time that Chen Anmeng saw Mu Feng with such an expression, and she felt so heartbroken.
"That's enough. You know me. I won't die no matter who dies. I'm lucky."
Mu Feng held his sister's hand with concern, afraid of hurting her.
"Am I a little ugly now?"
"Who said that sister is the prettiest?"
Mu Feng's tears fell as he spoke, hitting the back of Chen Anmeng's hand.
Don't know why.
Tears clearly had no weight, but when they fell on the back of Chen Anmeng's hand, she felt a burning pain, and a gnawing pain in her heart.
"Don't cry."
She reached out her hand and wiped away his tears.
"I, an infected person, didn't cry, so why are you crying when you're not infected?"
"If I could, I would be sick for you."
Before Mu Feng could finish his words, Chen Anmeng covered his mouth with his hand.
"Don't talk nonsense. It's a good thing I was sick so you could take care of me. If you were sick, I wouldn't be able to move you. It's better now."
To put it bluntly, she was just trying to calm Mu Feng down.
She was actually feeling quite uncomfortable. Not only did she have no strength left in her body, but she also had an inexplicable difficulty breathing.
But at this moment she could only grit her teeth and endure.
I can't let my brother see that there's anything wrong with me.
"Take me back to rest."
She stretched out her hand and asked Mu Feng to hug her.
Mu Feng hugged his elder sister in his arms without saying a word, without worrying about the risk of infection at all.
He walked towards the snake tribe's cave step by step. When he passed by the snakes of the snake tribe, he glared at them fiercely!
If they hadn't gotten sick from nowhere, my sister wouldn't be suffering like this now!
Chen Anmeng looked at Mu Feng with a mixture of laughter and tears, feeling that he looked like a little wolfhound with its fur standing on end at this moment.
But this is the real him. He is not a good person, and he is only at his purest when facing himself.
*
At noon.
Tiezhu, who had been in a coma, finally woke up.
What’s even more amazing is that his fever actually went away immediately.
This shows that Chen Anmeng's treatment method is effective for him!
Jiang Jiang immediately went to find Mu Feng, but was forced back by his cold eyes as soon as she reached the door.
He silently retreated outside the cave, waiting for Mu Feng to come out.
"What's the matter? My sister just fell asleep, don't wake her up."
"Dean Mu, Tiezhu has woken up. His fever is gone, and he can walk around now."
"All right?"
When Mu Feng heard the news, his gloomy mood instantly improved.
"Yesterday, Sister used a sharp object to prick all the chickenpox on Tiezhu's face, then applied some boat grass leaves. Now, tell our medical team to do the same. See if we can cure everyone."
"it is good."
After getting this solution, Jiang Jiang immediately ran to share it with everyone.
Mu Feng also ran to his sister happily, picked up something sharp and wanted to hit her face.
I don't know if it's the body's defense mechanism.
The moment the sharp object fell, Chen Anmeng immediately raised his hand and grabbed Mu Feng's wrist.
"Sister!"
Mu Feng didn't dare to move and just looked at the sister in front of him.
"Your hand...your hand is already injured, why are you still moving it around?"
Chen Anmeng suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes, but rather a terrifying emptiness.
But soon.
She came to her senses.
Only then did he realize that his hand, which had been dislocated by Wolf Boy, could now miraculously move.
She raised her brows and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief.
But soon!
That kind of heart-piercing pain came over me again!
"It hurts..."
In fact, it’s not that the dislocated wrist doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s just that the brain didn’t react at that moment, so it doesn’t hurt anymore.
Now that I realize it, it still feels that piercing pain.
She gasped in pain.
"Sister..."
Mu Feng suddenly looked at his elder sister like a child who had done something wrong.
"I just thought Tiezhu had woken up, so I thought I'd prick your pox so you can get better... I didn't mean to do anything to hurt you."
"I know I know."
How could Chen Anmeng possibly doubt Mu Feng's sincerity towards her? However, the body's conditioned reflexes were beyond her control. This also scared her brother.
"Wait. What did you just say? Pop my pox?"
She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Mu Feng in disbelief.
"No, absolutely not!"
"Sister. Why not?"
This time it’s Mu Feng’s turn.
"Isn't that how you treated Tiezhu? Why can't it be done here? Tiezhu is already well now."
"No means no."
Although Chen Anmeng felt very uncomfortable all over, she was unwilling to have her pox pricked no matter what.
"If you pop the chickenpox, it's very likely to leave scars on your face."
"What's wrong with staying?"
"No, I don't want it."
What Chen Anmeng cares about most is his current face.
"When I came to the orc world, I lived with a pockmarked face every day. Now I don't want to live with a pockmarked face anymore!"