Mu Zhiqing was keenly aware that this heat seemed to be spreading up from the ground little by little, because there were some faint cracks in the frost covering the ground.
If you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all.
Because the cold air in the whole house is too strong, even if there is heat rising underground, the situation that can be improved is very limited.
But no matter what, it's much better than before.
Mu Zhiqing took Ling Yunting's pulse again and found that his condition was much better than the initial chaos, and his pulse was gradually stabilizing.
Although the coldness emanating from his body was still alarming, it did not continue to worsen.
If he could maintain this state, Yun Ting would be able to wake up from his sleep, and the cold poison would be temporarily suppressed.
Mu Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, but her mind was racing, thinking of ways to improve this situation.
However, the most important thing right now is to get out of here...
I remember the scene when I woke up next to him when I was drunk is still vivid in my mind. At that time, I could still excuse myself by saying that I was not rational enough when I was drunk.
But if Yun Ting sees himself next to him when he wakes up tomorrow, he really doesn't know how to explain it.
Mu Zhiqing put her hand on Ling Yunting's and tried to take his hand away.
But with this movement, she suddenly realized that Yun Ting's strength was really quite big. It took her a lot of effort just to move his hand away.
Because she was worried that if she moved too much and woke him up, the situation would become worse, so she could only move away carefully little by little...
Finally, when she left Ling Yunting's arms, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before she could leave, she found that the man's eyebrows, which had been smoothed, were tightly knitted together again, and a look of pain spread quietly.
His body was trembling slightly, the strong cold air spread again, and the situation seemed to be unstable again.
Seeing this scene, Mu Zhiqing was also shocked, and her deep worry spread again.
"You were fine just now, why did you suddenly become like this again?"
She slowly got closer and prepared to check her pulse again. She had never encountered such a strange situation before.
However, the moment Mu Zhiqing's hand touched Ling Yunting, the man grabbed her hand as if grasping the last straw.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Zhiqing found herself falling into that familiar embrace again.
“…”
What just happened
The little goblin shook his head secretly, he had no eyes to see, he really had no eyes to see...
"Xiao Qingqing, I'm a little cold. Let's go back to the contract space for a while. You can call me later."
Before leaving, the little goblin's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "It's a dark night and the wind is high, and I'm alone, little Qingqing. This kind of good opportunity is rare. You have to seize the opportunity!"
The next second, before Mu Zhiqing's slap fell, the little goblin had quickly escaped...
Mu Zhiqing was speechless. She felt that the little goblin was the real hungry ghost.
Otherwise, why would a perfectly good contracted soul beast have so many indescribable thoughts in its mind
When she turned her head and found that the man's brows gradually relaxed after hugging her, showing a look of relief, her mood became even more complicated.
Your Majesty, are you really not just pretending
After practicing medicine for many years, she had doubts about her medical skills for the first time...