novelraw Chapter 80 Execution
Chapter 80 Execution
In this cold season of heavy snow, Lin Muchuan fell ill.
He had a slight fever and was dizzy and hot and lay on the bed for infusion.
Han Qian sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand, lowered her head guiltily: "Baby, I was wrong."
Lin Muchuan lay weakly on the bed, opened his eyes to look at him, and complained softly: "Next time... don't stay in it..."
"Okay." Han Qian kissed his fair fingers delicately.
The culprit behind Lin Muchuan's illness was Han Qian. Han Qian would clean up for him every time he was done. In the living room yesterday, he forgot about it because his legs and feet were inconvenient. Later, Lin Muchuan felt sick to his stomach several times. Coupled with the low temperature of the weather, this led to a low-grade fever.
The doctor left after prescribing a few bottles of medicine. Han Qian got under the quilt and hugged his wife, kissing his forehead repeatedly in distress: "Are you sleepy? Baby."
"Hmm..." Lin Muchuan closed his eyes and said softly.
"Go to sleep, my husband will watch over you." Han Qian carefully held his infusion hand to prevent him from pulling the needle when he turned over.
Lin Muchuan didn't speak any more, closed his eyes and leaned against his chest with peace of mind, feeling his strong heartbeat and gradually fell asleep.
Han Qian gently pressed his lips against his forehead, feeling the scalding heat, and glanced at the snowy scene outside the window.
At the end of these four seasons, when the sky is closed and the sky is closed, he and Lin Muchuan ushered in the first winter they spent together, the most stable moment.
The cold snow in the deep winter is flying all over the sky, and the hoarfrost covers the window to form a transparent ice shell. The snow white covers all the colors in the world, and there is a pure and beautiful scene everywhere.
The cold wind is howling outside, and the interior is as warm as spring. The hot air floats a layer of mist on the glass windows that isolate the inside and outside. Han Qian hugs the person in his arms, and it has never been so warm in winter like this moment.
So recently it was replaced by Han Qian to take care of Lin Muchuan, and the two disabled and strong people depended on each other for life.
It has to be said that this year is an eventful year for them. The day of Ye Xun's execution will be broadcast in real time in the interstellar live broadcast room. Han Qian said that he would go to the interstellar prison to witness the death of his love rival, but was stopped by Lin Muchuan.
"Don't go, it's so cold outside, if you freeze your body, it won't be worth the loss." Lin Muchuan sat on the sofa holding a hand warmer doll, and rubbed his blocked nose.
"Okay..." Han Qian agreed with him, it's really not worth it to go out and suffer the cold for a rival in love.
He went around with his big hands and hugged him into his arms, turned on the wireless TV at home, and jumped directly to the interstellar live broadcast room: "Then watch the live broadcast."
The interstellar live broadcast room is the official live broadcast room of Pumi, which is specially used for live broadcasting of major interstellar events. Some celebrities even try their best to show their faces here in order to become popular. Unfortunately, the interstellar live broadcast room never involves entertainment traffic.
Those who can appear on the screen of the interstellar live broadcast room, except for the criminals who have committed the most heinous crimes and announced their executions, are those with high meritorious deeds.
The last time Hanqian appeared here was during the war with Planet Heikan the year before last, during the pre-war preparation jump live interview at the camp.
The number of people in the live broadcast room has increased exponentially after the broadcast, and the upper right corner has already shown 629w+.
The location of the live broadcast is the execution stand in Interstellar Prison. Pumi’s punishment for being an undercover enemy star is to blow up the corpse, but Ye Xun’s situation is different. He will stand on the execution stand and clearly feel the pain of being blown to pieces.
In the chat room of the live broadcast room, the public screen is refreshing messages and sending barrage at a rate of [-] per second.
【I'm coming!StarCraft's official father, who hasn't been on the air for thousands of years, is finally doing something hahahaha! 】
[Pay attention to the title, Black Kan spy execution?Is it the black shit that sneaked into my pumi father again! [despise]】
[Black shit deserves to die, if you can't beat your father, you'll be damned, and you can only be a stinky rat woman for the rest of your life. 】
[I don't know if there will be a mosaic this time, but I really want to see the scene of bombing the corpse. 】
[It's late, it hasn't started yet, eat melon seeds in the back row and wait for the execution stand. 】
[I think the above is too much, the purpose of the live broadcast is to demonstrate to Heikan, to show that I, Da Pumi, is not the kind of black shit that can disturb the hearts of the people/military casually, and it will become panic if I don’t play mosaics. 】
[Agreed, I beg my father to play mosaics, the timid people just want to join in the fun QAQ. 】
[See the execution of Hei Shijin!I hate the planet Heikan the most in my life!You have never won a war, Pumi Papa!One trick after another!Damn it! 】
【Why don't you come?I've been waiting for almost 10 minutes, drag the black shit up! ! ! 】
[Heishi get out and die! 】
[Hurry up and get to the point, although the prison guard brother is very handsome and eye-catching, but we want to eat dinner! ! ! 】
[Come here, bring up the black shit for me! 】
Live chat rooms are all anonymous chats, and only the background can find personal account information.Everyone chatted very happily, but gradually became anxious because the protagonist hadn't appeared.
Han Qian raised his wrist to look at the time, and frowned slightly: "It's been half an hour, why hasn't it started yet?"
Lin Muchuan nestled in his arms and blinked: "Is it too late?"
"Yeah." Han Qian replied, "Usually the prison guards stand up for 10 minutes, then the executioner will come on stage, and then the prisoners."
Lin Muchuan pursed his lips lightly and leaned against his firm chest, staring at the TV screen with complicated eyes.Although I hated Ye Xun, watching the execution with my own eyes... still felt a little uncomfortable.
"It's coming up." Han Qian reminded him.
Lin Muchuan saw the real-time live broadcast. Two executive officers in black uniforms stood on the execution platform, and then people ran out from both sides, and informed the prison guards who stood in two lines solemnly.
Han Qian frowned vigorously: "It seems that something has changed."
Lin Muchuan also became serious, staring at the screen without blinking. After a while, the iron gate behind was opened, dragged by two prison guards, followed by two teams of prison guards.
When he saw the person on the screen, Lin Muchuan suddenly froze and covered his mouth with a pale face.
Han Qian was also taken aback, and quickly reacted to block his eyes, preventing him from looking again.
On the live broadcast screen, the person dragged out by the prison guards was indeed Ye Xun, but he was not alive.
Two prison guards dragged people out all the way, and Ye Xun's clothes were pulled up to his waist, exposing his belly.
It can be clearly seen through the screen that Ye Xun has a big hole in his stomach, and his wrinkled intestines come out of it, flicking and flicking with the pace of the action, and some blue mucus drips out, dripping all the way.
On the screen, Ye Xun's face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and he could only shake his limbs and head weakly as the prison guard dragged him.
Han Qian was just a little surprised when he received a message from Mu Yunxiang. "Commander, the Interstellar Prison just came to inform that Ye Xun was killed by a bullet in his stomach at [-]:[-] this morning."
"I see." After the deep reply, when Han Qian looked up at the screen again, the hideous wound on Ye Xun's body had been mosaiced, and he was dragged onto the execution platform.
He sighed and turned off the TV directly.
"Honey, we won't watch it." He let go of the hand that covered Lin Muchuan's eyes, and gently hugged him.
Lin Muchuan clutched his chest and felt a little nauseated. The scene of breaking his stomach and intestines was really shocking, especially when people were unprepared, it was even more uncomfortable than the execution.
Han Qian gently patted him on the back, thinking that this time he could only blow up the corpse, because his stomach exploded and he died.
"Hanqian..." Lin Muchuan buried himself in his chest and whispered softly.
"Ok?"
Lin Muchuan gasped for breath: "I'm a little uncomfortable..."
Han Qian was startled, quickly cupped his face, and worriedly asked: "What's wrong baby? Why is your face so pale? What's wrong, let's go to the hospital!"
Lin Muchuan shook his head lightly, leaned weakly in his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck and closed his eyes to rest: "Heart attack again, please hold me tighter, let me lean on for a while and it will be fine."
Han Qian frowned seriously, stared down at the top of his hair, and held his head with one hand: "Are you alright?"
"It was induced again recently... You will get better soon when you are by your side." He hugged his neck tightly as he said, leaning against his chest to feel the temperature comfortably.
Han Qian is really distressed. Originally, Lin Muchuan's heart disease was caused by the oil factory, and it finally eased a lot. At first, they thought it was completely healed, but who knew it was induced again, probably last time in Heikan Xing Xing was frightened by Ye Xun's strapping on the bow sheet.
"Don't think about anything, don't be afraid of anything, my husband is by your side, I will never leave you, and I will never let you be in danger again." He whispered slowly, with a deep voice and an oath-like tone. The solemn tone made Lin Muchuan feel his heart lighten suddenly.
He put his arms around his neck and raised his head, looked up into his deep amber green eyes and whispered softly: "Han Qian..."
Han Qian couldn't see him calling his name in such a gentle and soft voice, and his eyes darkened immediately.
Lin Muchuan stared at him with eyes full of admiration: "You kiss me."
Han Qian felt his muscles tighten and his blood began to boil.
He pinched the opponent's chin, looked back at him deeply and said in a deep voice, "Seduce me?"
It was rare for Lin Muchuan to let go of his shame and indulge with him, staring at him and said softly, "Then are you seduced by me?"
Han Qian made a fuss, being forced to die by him, he pinched his chin and bowed his head before kissing her, using practical actions to prove whether he was seduced or not.
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There is a price to lure the beast, and the price is... Lin Muchuan's cold is cured.
"My nose doesn't seem to be blocked anymore." The two lay on the sofa hugging each other, Lin Muchuan nestled in his arms and rubbed his nose, feeling that his breathing became smooth instantly.
Han Qian bit his ear and whispered: "So we still need to exercise more and keep fit."
Lin Muchuan didn't want to pick up his yellow accent, so he snorted and pulled up the thin quilt on his body.
"Honey, when my legs recover, let's go and take wedding photos again." Han Qian hugged him tightly and said while looking at the ceiling.
"Huh?" Lin Muchuan looked up at him, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
"The photos were taken too hastily and perfunctorily before, and the photos looked emotionless. This time we took the photos again and took them seriously." His voice was low, with a husky, sexy tone, and his tone was very serious.
"Okay." Lin Muchuan agreed without hesitation, hooked his neck with his hands and scratched the broken hair on the back of his neck, hooked his legs with his toes, and said softly, "Then you need to get better soon."
Han Qian agreed in a low voice, holding his hand tighter, feeling the muscles in his right calf throbbing and twitching, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
The author has something to say: Ye Xun, hit the street.
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Thanks to the little angel who threw the [Grenade]: Don't leave one smile;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [Nutrition Solution]: 100 bottles of smiling faces; 13 bottles of puzizai; 5 bottles of muli; 1 bottle of Jiliang and Xiaoyue;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!