Although a little bit unbelievable, the ill and bewildered person in front of her was Xiao Yingying, who had been tortured a thousand times before, but she hadn't fallen.
Under the care of her father and queen, Xiao Yingying rarely fell ill. She was active every day and was full of confidence. She had never had a cold before and fell on the ground.
Xiao Yingying's cheeks flushed by the high fever, her dizziness and pain were unbearable, she only felt that she was short of breath, restless, and her throat was itchy. She vomited blood as long as she coughed.
Looking at Liu Song, who was full of guilt, although Xiao Yingying was uncomfortable and tight, she could see the embarrassment of this man, and she also had sweetness in her heart that she had never discovered.
Because Xiao Yingying is now ill in bed, Liu Song's original plan was disrupted, and she stayed in front of the bed to take care of Xiao Yingying's sleep.
Xiao Yingying, who had already woke up, was not so tired and crooked. She always felt that there was someone in front of her, making her head more and more uncomfortable. With this kind of self, Xiao Yingying despised herself from the bottom of her heart.
"Mao Tuanzi!?" The body is uncomfortable, but it does not mean that the soul is also uncomfortable. Xiao Yingying started to shout that Mao Tuanzi in the spirit sea, although Mao Tuanzi has always emphasized that she is not called Mao Tuanzi, it has a name, Xiao Yingying likes to call it Mao Tuanzi, and it is simply invalid to oppose it!
Hearing Xiao Yingying's call, the Mao Tuanzi lying in the sea of spirit that Xiao Yingying was too narrow was too narrow, he pretended to be dead. Not only that, but he stretched out furry paws to cover his long furry ears.
Xiao Yingying yelled for a few moments and someone ignored her, knowing that the hairy ball was definitely hiding from her.
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Gong Lingye reached out and touched Eleven, who was still hot, and the tears in her eyes couldn’t help but rolled around her eyes. In this short period of less than a month, Eleven was because of her. And get hurt again and again.
"Eleven, don't talk, lest you get angry, just listen to me, I will not allow you to continue taking risks for me in the future!" Look at the way you look now, you know that your bones are much lighter!
"Ling'er, don't cry!" Eleven felt that her bones were still sore and weak, but looking at Ling girl who had always been strong and rarely shed tears in front of them, she suddenly panicked.
Eleven's cheeks were flushed with the heat from his body, and his eyes looked a little misty because they had just woke up.
Gong Lingye didn't feel that it was enough, so he amplified the sound suddenly, regardless of whether there was an old man watching a good show standing next to him, and whether or not the people outside heard her crying and misunderstood the eleventh.
Anyway, watching this eleventh, Gong Lingye's all-time grievances suddenly piled up and burst out.
Eleven was not able to move, watching Gong Lingye crying, his chapped lips grinned, and said with a wry smile: "Ling'er, tell me, am I still alive and well? Who am I on eleven? How can I die so easily? I will keep this life well, and accompany you out of this world, go to Bei Chenjue, and personally deliver you to his hands! I still want to see I want you to live happily with him! You stupid girl!" On eleven, he said a lot of words, a little breathless, his eyes were tired, and he wanted to close it, but he couldn't.
Seeing the eleven who behaved in such a manner, Gong Lingye's tears flowed again, and they flowed down, dripping on the pale and haggard face of the eleven.
Reached out and hugged Eleven's arm tightly, unable to cry, Gong Lingye's heart was indescribably grateful, grateful to this person, grateful to the people standing outside, grateful to these people for supporting her silently behind her, without complaint.
I didn’t blame her for bringing them into this place where birds didn’t shit in the first place. They accompany her for so long, and they accompany her to encourage her when she can’t support her. .
They all think that she is the most painful here, but they don't know, aren't they also the same? !
"That's what you said!" Gong Lingye smiled to himself, raised his sleeve and wiped his tears, "Eleven, you have a good rest, I will go to Wushuang and let him take out his good things for you. Replenish the body."
Gong Lingye came out of the room with an energetic old man who was watching a good show. He wiped the corners of his eyes as he walked, using a little profound energy, the eyes that were swollen from crying have returned to normal.
"It's really fast for the girl to change her face!" Old man Mo, who watched Gong Lingye's return to normal all at once, said teasingly, and immediately got Gong Lingye's stare at him.
"Shut up to me, you're so old!" Gong Lingye became angry, really an old man who owes others a lesson, patronize her good show, right?
The old man Mo suddenly looked aggrieved, and pointed to Gong Lingye, "Well, you a girl who crosses the river and tears down the bridge!" There is no master demeanor who just applied the injection to the eleven detoxification.
Gong Lingye directly shook the back of the opponent's head, strode out of the inner room, with a big smile on his face, opened the door, and faced a few cramped but pretending to be okay standing outside. Several people announced, "The poison of November has been eliminated!"
When the people outside heard the news, they reacted differently. First, Li Wushuang reacted first, and he was also the first to rush into Eleven's room.
Knowing that Li Wushuang was going to check the current eleven again, Gong Lingye did not stop him, and the few people who reacted were stopped by Gong Lingye, "Eleven needs a rest, Wushuang is alone. It’s enough to get in, and now we’re going out, don’t clamor for eleven."
"No..." Zhou Wenbin was still trying to say something, and he saw old man Mo standing behind Gong Lingye with a smug look. "Ling girl, it's really this old man... Uh, no, this old man cured ten times. It's poisonous!?" Zhou Wenbin changed his words quickly when he watched Old Man Mo stare over because of his name, but his tone was still full of disbelief.
Yao Xuzi stretched out his hand and touched his clean chin. The person in front of him was really a very capable person. Li Wushuang's medical skills could be said to be perfect, even he was not sure to directly give the toxin of Eleven. It was relieved, and the person in front of him could indeed relieve the poison directly by acupuncture alone!
Old man Mo also touched his chin, and his eyes rolled around. He looked at the two or three outstanding men in front of him. They were all handsome and beautiful men with different temperaments. Moreover, all of them were beautiful and handsome. It's a master cultivator, but I don't know if it's because the things they cultivate are different. Even this old man can't see the cultivation level of these people.