Lan Nianzu paced around the table. What is wrong with Wei Ying? Why did he suddenly collapse?
Wen Qing examined all of Wei Zhouhui's meridians, everything was filled with resentful energy. She tried every test she knew, but a clear answer wasn't shown. However, one thing was clear.
"Wei Zhouhui is dying."
It was four words, but the impact was immense. Lan Nianzu felt his life draining out of him, his heart hurt really bad.
"Why?" Voice cold, his eyes showed of tremedious pain.
"I have no idea how he is able to store this much resentful energy, but he is storing so much, a core was made."
"This core is made of resentful energy, so it manifested a large amount of resent from dead spirits. So now, the pain those dead spirits are manifesting into his internal organs and mind, slowly eating him away. Eventually, he will die from his own hands, or from the pain of these spirits in him."
Lan Nianzu wanted to cry, he wanted to scream at her for not being able to save Wei Zhouhui, but he couldn't. It isn't her fault. I can't be selfish.
He was about to speak again, but then he heard a thump.
He turned around to see that Wei Zhouhui had collasped. Did he hear? Lan Nianzu tried to help him up, but Grandma Wen came first. He took a glances at Wei Zhouhui, and on the second glance, he saw tears gloss Zhouhui's eyes.
Why, why is he crying? How dare tears protrude from Wei Ying's eyes?
Wei Zhouhui sobbed on the ground, Grandma Wen everything she could, but then he started coughing.
Blood came out.
*****
Wei Zhouhui had once again collasped. The Wen's scattered around to find herbs and medicines for the man, unconscious, but still coughing blood. Lan Nianzu didn't know what to do, he couldn't do anything, but wait. After standing in silence for a while, he went out into the main room to sit at the table once again. The young couple walked up to pat his shoulder.
"You care for him don't you?"
Lan Nianzu nodded.
"You must be very distraught by the news."
He nodded again, I feel like my life has left my body.
"You know, my wife here is dying as well. So the only thing we can do, is accompany each other to the end, you got it? Death is to come, but you should always make sure that you let you loved ones of your love, okay?"
Lan Nianzu looked at them with bright eyes.
"How did you know our exact address? Why come here from such a distance from Gusu?"
Lan Nianzu thought for a moment, "Wei Zhouhui knew. You don't remember him, but he will never forget you."
The couple stood there dumbfounded, "Have we once saved him?"
He nodded again.
The young couple smiled, happy Zhouhui could remember such a action, not even they remembered.
*******
Lan Nianzu was going to stay in Yiling until Wei Zhouhui woke up, so that he can be happy.
After two weeks, Wei Zhouhui was able to stop coughing up blood if he were to take a prescription every two to three hours. It didn't heal him, but it helped with a bit of the internal bleeding. And after another week, he was able to wake up.
Wei Zhouhui woke up to three spoons shoving herbs and medicines into his mouth. The bitter substance filled his mouth, leaving a pungent taste on his tongue. He was fed more and more spoonfuls of bitter medicines the more he stayed there, and he wanted to throw it all up, but the last time he did that, blood came along. Despite the hardships, and sharp pain that would sometimes come, the Wen Remnants were there, so he obediently stayed.
The warmth of having the Wen's around was different from the warmth of the Jiang's. They all share a similar understanding of each other, being able of radiate some of their love to others. Wei Zhouhui missed seeing Wen Ning's colorful face, which could eat, cry, and clearly show that blood flowed through his veins. Lan Nianzu stuck around with Wei Zhouhui very intensely, which the Wen's found quite cute, aside from his cold expression.
Unable to help with hard labor, Zhouhui stayed with Wen Qing to help her come up with new concoctions, Wen Qing made them in the future.
Lan Nianzu simply stayed there to watch Wei Zhouhui slowly regain a bit of his colors from the past back. Although it was little, he was happy to see him be happy after what happened in his past, the real Wei Ying isn't gone.
But all good things come to an end.
Wei Zhouhui coughed up blood once again, even when prescribed with mountains of medicines. Wen Qing advised for Nianzu to put the herbs into Zhouhui's food everday, on top of the already prescribed herbs.
"But other than that, I can't help you any further. The resentful energy is still killing him. Going back to Gusu, may help ease some of the pain. Please come back if you want though." Although she didn't directly show it, Wen Qing had grown fond of the two. She couldn't help but think of what was to come to Wei Zhouhui.
*****
"We are going back to Gusu."
Wei Zhouhui looked at the Lan as if he just said the most offending words in the whole wide world of words.
"No."
Shaking his head, Lan Nianzu expected this.
"We will come back often. But we must treat you first."
Reluctantly, he agreed, but not before saying goodbye.
He quickly said bye, saying he will be back, and Zhouhui was left with big smiles pointed towards his back.
"Wen Ning."
The timid figure turned around, showing his large jet black eyes. He is alive.
"Don't worry your sister too much, don't worry about disappointing her though, she loves you just the way you are. I'm going back to Gusu, practice your archery skills, you're better than most I know, but could improve to be even better."
With that, Lan Nianzu and Wei Zhouhui left for Gusu, as they slowly disappeared into the distance by carriage.
Wen Ning stopped to consider Wei Zhouhui's words, and went to his sister with a small, but confident smile plastered over his face.
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Welcome to the universe of universes my child, Lali here!
How did you feel about this chapter? Heart warming,extremely depressing, or both? The resentful core will be further explained in a further chapter, and it will hopefully answer any remaining questions, but for now, you are to be left in the dark because the characters are in the dark as well. Please put what you think us happening to Wei Zhouhui in the comments, I love to see your thoughts!
I usually post on Sundays, but I was extra bored today, and may update a lot this week, so look forward to that!
And goodbye good children! See you in the next chapter!
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FanfictionWei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, a man of power, and the most hated man in the cultivation world. He massacred his entire adoptive family, and died a miserable death. So how did he end up finding himself once again eating his Shijie's soup in the a...
