My little uncle sighed with pity and guilt. âTong Mo told me his plan. He said that he wouldnât use Nanxingâs blood to continue his life no matter what. Destiny is fated. He has experienced a lot in his lifetime. He has no regret. If he caused pain to Nanxing, he wouldnât have the face to face his father after he died. I... agreed with him, but also felt sorry for him...â
âWhy should you?!â I huffed angrily. âIf you really feel sorry for him, you should have told me what happened. At least let me decide if I should help my cousin. What right do you two have to decide for me?â I yelled at my uncle.
My uncle was obviously in the wrong, so he didnât say anything.
Jing Tian pulled me back and said gently, âDonât be unreasonable. Your little uncle is in a hard spot. Both of you are his family. What else do you want him to do?â
My little uncleâs eyes reddened.
I went up to hug him and sobbed, âItâs so hard for us to find him. How can we just watch him die? I can save him. Even if I only have a drop of blood left, Iâll save him too. At most, weâll die together. Whatâs the big deal?!â
My little uncle patted my back. âNanxing...â
He couldnât say anything else.
I sat in front of Cousin Moâs bed and looked at him.
His facial outline was very similar to my little uncleâs. They were very similar. The Tong familyâs genes were very strong. Even I looked like my mother. I didnât really look like a member of the Nan family.
Because he was asleep, his overly pale skin made his entire person much gentler. He wasnât as tough and unfeeling as my little uncle.
If the Tong family was still around, then it should be a prosperous family.
My first uncle was in charge of the underworld business, while my second uncle was in the traditional business. My parents wandered between the two worlds. The family would have uncountable wealth. How happy all of us would be?
However, the Phoenix blood had changed everything.
Was the Phoenix Blood a sin? If that was the case, then I was a sinner of the Tong family.
However, my little uncle and Cousin Mo had never blamed me. Instead, they felt heartache for me.
If it was the old Nanxing, she would be caught in guilt. But the current Nanxing hoped to face all of this with a positive attitude. If I encountered a problem, I would solve it. Other than life and death, everything else was a small matter.
Cousin Moâs eyelashes trembled.
He slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to be at a loss, but he slowly closed them again.
I wonât disturb him.
He looked at the ceiling and sighed softly. He wanted to get up, but only then did he realize that I was silently beside his bed.
He was obviously shocked. âNanxing? Why are you here?â
I crossed my arms and sat on the chair. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. âIâm here to check on you!â
Cousin Mo slowed down. It was obvious that he was trying his best to wake himself up.
He didnât understand what was going on. First, he avoided the topic. He sat up and stretched his limbs, looking for his wheelchair.
I stood by the bed haughtily and looked at him. âWhy wonât you let me help you?!â
I asked him directly.
He was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that he didnât understand what I meant.
âDonât pretend that you donât understand! I know everything. You know that I can save you, but you didnât allow Ye Qian to tell me about the situation. Do you want me to die from guilt for failing to save you? How can you do that to me?â I glared at him.
Cousin Mo was in a daze for a moment before blurting out, âYe Qian... What did she say to you?â This person was simply unreasonable. I only glared at him and ignored him.
âDonât listen to her nonsense. Sheâs just desperate. She believed whatever folk prescription she heard. Iâm fine.â He even smiled at me.