Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1270 How many times has it happened?

The blood on his face faded, as if something was about to gush out of his mouth, he suddenly opened his eyes, pushed Nangong Jing away, and rushed into the bathroom before putting on his shoes.

Nangong Jing was stunned by her push, looked at her back in surprise as she left in a hurry, was startled, got out of bed worriedly, picked up her slippers and walked to the bathroom...

Jian Junxi locked the door behind her and lay down next to the toilet, vomiting continuously, and what she vomited was acid water and black blood.

A fine layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, as if a blade was cutting her brain one by one, her blood was throbbing like mad, and she gasped in pain.

Her vision became more and more hazy, and there were bursts of tinnitus in her ears. She subconsciously reached out to touch the medicine in her pocket, but there was nothing in the pocket of the clothes she could wear.

The ant-like bone-eating pain, like the fiercest storm, hit her violently, which caught her off guard
Unable to bear it anymore, her body fell backwards, she stuffed her arm into her mouth, her body twitched non-stop, and her sanity finally disappeared...

Nangong Jing knocked on the door and called out, "Xueer... Xueer..."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. He called several times, but there was still no response.

His heart was inexplicably flustered, and he stretched out his hand to open the door, only to find that she had locked it behind him. He took two steps back, raised his leg and kicked it violently.
The scene that caught his eyes made him pale with fright.

He dropped his shoes and rushed over, helped up Jian Junxi who was twitching all over, he didn't know where to put his flustered hands, and shouted with red eyes: "Xue'er, Xue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Junxi's arm was bitten by herself, and mixed with the white foam from her mouth, it turned red, which was particularly glaring at this moment.

Nangongjing just remembered that a few months ago, at the gate of Wanting Villa, she also had tooth marks on her arm. It turned out that it was like this...

His heart suddenly felt like a beast was biting him, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he wanted to take her arm out of her mouth, and then put his own hand in, but she clenched tightly...

Wanting to call Ji Zhong but fearing that something might happen to her, in the end, he could only hold her in his arms in despair, the tears of grief could no longer be restrained from slipping out of his eyes...

Jian Junxi didn't know how long it took, the consciousness in his mind gradually recovered, and the buzzing in his ears began to become smaller and smaller.
She let go of her clenched arms, and a tear suddenly fell on her forehead.
She opened her eyes in doubt, and saw Nangong Jing who was crying so hard that she couldn't help herself, her pale blue eyes were momentarily confused, as if she suddenly remembered something.
Sitting up straight, she wanted to push him away, but Nangong Jing refused to let go, choked up and asked, "You'd better tell me clearly, how many times has this happened?"

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Jian Junxi closed his eyes in despair, exuding a tired and sad breath all over his body, reached out his hand to wipe off the blood froth on the corners of his lips, and remained silent...

Nangong Jing felt as if she had suddenly fallen into an endless abyss again, with the biting cold wind stinging every inch of her skin.

If there are ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, what can he do?What to do with her?
He couldn't bear to force her, he couldn't bear her being wronged, and he couldn't bear her suffering. At this moment, it seemed that only tears could wash away the hesitation and anxiety in his heart.

His sobbing cry, choked and sad, terrified and helpless, like a child abandoned by his family on an isolated island, makes Ruan Ji desperate.

Hearing this, Jian Junxi's eyes were red, and a burst of unstoppable grief cut her heart like a ruthless sword, making her unable to breathe in pain.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears on his face, he said hoarsely: "It's nothing, really, it's just a mild epilepsy, which only happens once or twice a year..."

(End of this chapter)