The longer Wei Wuxian goes without medical attention, the worse his prospects become. Finally, Xichen simply grips his brother's shoulders, holding him firmly in place while the medics quickly wheel their new patient away for treatment.
"Wangji. You will be. I promise I will come get you as soon they are finished. I need you to trust them. To trust me."
Then a long pause and earnest stare at his little brother's face.
"...There is a waiting room near to where he'll be. Come with me and I'll sit with you until there's word on his condition."
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on 2020-02-03 02:39 pm (UTC)"Wangji. You will be. I promise I will come get you as soon they are finished. I need you to trust them. To trust me."
Then a long pause and earnest stare at his little brother's face.
"...There is a waiting room near to where he'll be. Come with me and I'll sit with you until there's word on his condition."