Chapter 198 The Dead White Moonlight?

Not only Yu Lan was alarmed.

Even Huo Zhanting and the others who heard the noise had a strange look on their faces.

What exactly is Yu Wenzhou up to?
Was it intentional or...?

The thought hadn't even settled yet.

Yu Lan, who had rushed upstairs first, had already pushed open the door to Yu Wenzhou's room with a "bang".

Yu Wenzhou, lying quietly on the bed, his face pale and almost transparent, his breathing barely audible, appeared before everyone's eyes.

The phone beside my pillow was still ringing incessantly.

But its owner was no longer able to get up and catch it.

The sleeping youth looked to them as if he were about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Yu Wenzhou!"

Yu Lan was immediately startled.

Despite her weak body, she ran quickly toward the man.

When she finally stood beside Yu Wenzhou, Yu Lan realized that the young man was perhaps more fragile and withered than she had imagined.

His face was pale, thin, and his lips were completely bloodless.

Even the sound of breathing was almost nonexistent.

Yu Lan was so frightened that she went limp and knelt down on the edge of the bed.

He almost trembled as he reached out to probe towards Yu Wenzhou's nose.

The air was extremely quiet at that moment.

There was a full two or three seconds of silence; the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Huo Zhanting and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yu Lan, whose expression had been tense ever since she discovered Yu Wenzhou.

He forced a smile onto his face.
"Great, he's still alive."

"But why..."

Why did it turn out like this?

Is your injury from last time still not healed?

It was because of her sudden disappearance that he was momentarily shocked.

Seeing the slight frown between Yu Lan's brows, Huo Zhanting shifted his gaze slightly and hugged Yu Lan reassuringly.

"I've already called the First Legion's doctors over."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Yes, Lanlan, don't worry, I have some supplements from the Deep Sea Star here. I'll give them to Yu Wenzhou, and he'll be fine."

The men, for once, united as one.

Regardless of their previous attitudes and thoughts towards Yu Wenzhou.

But this person absolutely cannot be allowed to die in front of Yu Lan.

Otherwise, what if Yu Lan investigates and discovers their actions, and then pins all the blame on them?
The deceased white moonlight will remain the white moonlight forever.

While the group was anxiously comforting Yu Lan, Yu Wenzhou, who was lying in bed and barely clinging to his last breath, seemed to hear Yu Lan's voice in his delirium.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she forced her eyes open, her gaze blank as she turned her head toward the source of the sound. A weak voice escaped her throat:

"Is Lanlan back?"

"Are you hurt?"

At this point, Yu Wenzhou was so weak that he could barely move and could not even see Yu Lan's face clearly.

He could only vaguely see a few figures floating in front of him.

Huo Zhanting and the others went out to look for Yu Lan, leaving him alone in the villa.

Since someone is present here, it can only be that Yu Lan has returned.

That's great.

A smile appeared on Yu Wenzhou's lips, and his heart, which had been clenched with worry, sank heavily as if it had instantly completed some kind of mission.

His breathing began to slow down, and the last vestiges of life he was clinging to began to slowly fade away.

Next second

Sensing something was wrong, Yu Lan tightly grasped Yu Wenzhou's hand and placed it on her face.

"Yu Wenzhou, don't sleep."

"I'm back. Don't you want to see me?"

"Don't sleep."

"You said you'd raise a little rabbit together. If you fall asleep, I'll have Huo Zhanting give the little rabbit away."

"Now that you're gone, I won't keep rabbits anymore."

"Do you even know what it means to be reminded of someone by seeing an object?" Hearing the powerlessness hidden in Yu Lan's threat.

Yu Wenzhou felt deeply regretful.

What a pity!

This is a wonderful time.

He lay alone in bed, gradually weakening and becoming nothingness.

There was no way to continue living with the little female I cherished so dearly.

But
Yu Wenzhou's fingertips faintly touched a trace of moisture.

Are you crying for him?
This is enough.

Even though his mistress had long forgotten him, she still held him in her heart and wept for him.

If you live this life, then you haven't lived in vain.

at this time
Yu Wenzhou's life force was rapidly slipping away at an alarming rate.

Yu Lan wanted to stop it, but who can stop the passing of life? Only the gods can do that.

She wept bitterly.

No matter how high their positions and how powerful Huo Zhanting and the others were, they could only lower their brows and quietly watch this scene.

Until this point
The group of men finally believed that Yu Wenzhou's appearance beside Yu Lan might be part of a deep conspiracy.

However, from beginning to end, he truly never had any intention of hurting Yu Lan.

If he cannot protect his mistress, he would rather die himself.

He has a secret.

But so what.

Sheng Yiqing, whose emotions were even more intense, also had tears welling up in her eyes.

Feeling a pang of sympathy for his kind, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eye.

at this time
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside.

Shen Zhuoran appeared at the bedroom door, looking as if he had just rushed over from the laboratory, his large, well-defined hands gripping the door frame.

His forehead was damp, and he looked at them, panting.

"I made it in time, I wasn't late."

"What?" Jun Linyuan frowned.

Next second

Shen Zhuoran calmed himself down and walked calmly toward Yu Lan, who was crying and hugging Yu Wenzhou with tears in her eyes.

"Lanlan," Shen Zhuoran raised his hand and gently patted Yu Lan's shoulder, his usual gentleness, firmness, and strength were all present.

"I'm here. Don't worry, he'll be fine."

As Shen Zhuoran spoke, he took out a dark blue potion and handed it to Yu Lan.

"As long as he drinks this, the poison in his body will be neutralized and there won't be any problems."

"what?"

Yu Lan stared blankly at Shen Zhuoran, a tear that she hadn't had time to wipe away sliding down her cheek.

"Yu Wenzhou was poisoned?"

But at this point, it was no longer a matter of finding out who poisoned him or where Shen Zhuoran got the antidote.

Yu Lan quickly took the blue potion, as if clutching a last straw, and slowly brought it to Yu Wenzhou's lips, trying to feed him.

However, Yu Wenzhou, whose body was extremely weak and whose soul was almost fading away, could no longer perceive any movement from the outside world.

The azure potion, called the antidote, was brought to his lips, but he had already lost the strength to grasp it.

Seeing this, Yu Lan was both anxious and scared. She immediately closed her eyes, took two big gulps of the medicine, and bowed her head to administer it to Yu Wenzhou.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuoran's dark eyes deepened, but he ultimately said nothing.

His gaze fell quietly on Yu Wenzhou's sleeping profile, and he chuckled inwardly.

The deceased white moonlight?

The eternal white moonlight?

Don't think about it.

He would never allow anyone to hold onto Yu Lan's true feelings for years on end, making it impossible for anyone to surpass them.

Only by living can there be more possibilities.

It must be said that Dean Shen's observations are extremely meticulous.

Want to die? Did you ask his opinion?

Want to remain the unforgettable white moonlight in Yu Lan's heart forever? Don't even think about it!!!

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