For a moment, Xiao Mo's mind moved and became sad.
Lord, this is... don't dare to move.
Once the body moves, the brain also starts to move. How could he be so smart that he didn't know that Bai Weiwei was dead.
He didn't want to admit it, and didn't dare to think deeply. He could only force himself to sit like this and convince himself that Bai Weiwei was just asleep and would wake up.
Xiao Mo felt that only when Bai Weiwei's body began to rot would the overseer truly regain his senses, knowing that the person he was holding hands had been dead for a long time.
But the strange thing is that Bai Weiwei's body has not changed.
Even her pale complexion has improved a lot. Although her body is cold, she has no doubt fallen asleep.
Not a trace of the corpse's features appeared.
Mu Yanjun guarded her, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
The genius doctor, the old man, was finally brought here. He was eating a heart-protecting pill. "I think most of my old life is gone."
Mu Yanjun hadn't slept for five days, and everyone could see how tired he was.
But his whole person was unusually awake, terrifyingly and abnormally awake.
"After I let her take medicine, she fell asleep like this. I think I should invite you to come and see. When will she wake up?"
The old man sighed and walked to the bedside to give Bai Weiwei a pulse.
"Actually, this phenomenon is extremely rare, and treatment is unnecessary, but there is one more important thing to do..."
Mu Yanjun listened intently, like a good student, with a fire burning in his eyes.
The poor old man lowered his voice, "It's time for me to heal another person..."
Mu Yanjun leaned forward, unwilling to miss his words.
As a result, the old man's technique was like electricity, and a needle was inserted into his neck in an instant.
Mu Yanjun's eyes widened suddenly, and his hand had already patted the old man's Tianling Gai.
Xiao Mo's hand stretched out and caught Mu Yanjun's attack.
After this coming and going, Mu Yanjun couldn't hold back anymore and fell asleep.
The old man patted his head, "I almost died, but I don't think I will live long. It's good that he doesn't go crazy when he wakes up."
Bai Weiwei couldn't be saved.
And Mu Yanjun's state is simply grief-stricken, and there are problems with all the internal organs.
If you don't eat, don't sleep, don't think and don't move, you are no different from the living dead. If you stay for two more days, it is estimated that people will be gone with Bai Weiwei.
Xiao Mo looked at the old man, "You are protecting the life of my supervisor. If you can't protect it again this time, I will kill you with my own hands."
After speaking, she turned around and went out, walked to the place where they received the punishment, and went to be punished silently.
The old man sighed, "No wonder my master said that even if you sell sweet potatoes, you can't be a magician. Everyone treats me as a god. Even gods can't let a person who wants to die live."
Mu Yanjun only slept for two hours before his eyes opened.
He was startled, his eyes rarely showed panic, but he found himself unable to move.
When the old man saw that he was awake, he said, "I'm giving you a needle. Your mind and spirit are weakened, but to support you, you should go to see the King of Hell."
Mu Yanjun's eyes became gloomy, his face was pale and haggard, but he was full of suffocation, which made people shudder.
The old man gave him another shot, "I didn't want to save you. After all, people like you are extremely vicious. After saving you, you may not know what the chaos will be like in this world."
Mu Yanjun's voice was soft and strange, "Let go of me."
The old man shook his head, "That's not good, I can't save your darling, and I'll be compensated for saving you."
Mu Yanjun suddenly laughed bitterly, "You can't pay, how can you pay, even if you save everyone in the world, you won't be able to pay her a hair."