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"Meow~~" Tong Qian slapped Mo Yan's nose with a paw, causing her to lean back in fright, but she had no choice but to hook Gu Qingqiao's neck with her right hand. This force brought the unprepared Gu Qingqiao to the aside.
In the panic, Gu Qingqiao staggered a step, stretched out his hand to embrace Mo Yan's slender waist, and stopped the fall.
"Ouch! Young Master is so active today!" Mo Yan smiled and put his other hand on his neck.
Gu Qingqiao, whose head was made big by one person and one cat, could not wait to let go and throw Mo Yan to the ground immediately. Thinking that the other party was doing her best to save her, she had to pull hard on her hand and let go when she stood up. When he turned to look at the plane tree again, Mu Xiyun was nowhere to be seen.
"heβ¦β¦?"
"I see!" Mo Yan replied with a smile.
"You...!!" Gu Qingqiao panicked immediately, turned around and ran towards the village chief's house, but didn't see Mo Yan sticking out his tongue, "It's so deceiving!"
The courtyard door was closed, Gu Qingqiao didn't care about politeness, jumped over the wall directly, and looked through the windows one by one.
Mu Xiyun's room was quiet, a small and delicate purse was placed on the table, Mu Xiyun turned his back to the window, lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.
Gu Qingqiao gently jumped in from the window and walked slowly to the bed.
"A Yun?" He called tentatively, but there was no response.
"Ayun, are you angry?" Gu Qingqiao scratched his head, "Mo Yan, the devil, is so virtuous to everyone. If you don't like it, I won't talk to her again, okay? Why don't I go? Find Zhang Jinjin and drive them back to Nanping?"
"Ayun," let your voice go soft, "you take care of me~"
The person on the bed was motionless, and Gu Qingqiao couldn't help but feel strange.
"It's a hot day, why are you covering the quilt so tightly? Be careful to get sick." He reached out and pulled the quilt off Mu Xiyun's body.
The back of his hand accidentally touched his neck, and the cold and sticky touch surprised Gu Qingqiao. He reached out and touched the forehead of the person on the bed, and Mu Xiyun was covered in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of the ice water.
"Ayun, what's wrong with you?" He hurriedly turned Mu Xiyun over, only to see his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and his complexion as pale as white jade. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
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Chapter 66 Cold poison (two more)
Huang Zelin saw the process of the witch sisters channeling spiritual energy to Gu Qingqiao at night. If he realized something, he recalled the actions of the two sisters at that time over and over again in his mind. Although the body is tired, the spirit is very excited. After lying in bed for less than two hours, he woke up.
The old man slept less, and he couldn't fall back to sleep when he woke up.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from the next room, and don't know what happened.
As soon as he got dressed and got out of bed, the door was knocked open, Gu Qingqiao rushed into the house with a look of panic, and pulled him out.
"Don't worry, don't worry, what's wrong?" Huang Zelin was pulled so his feet didn't touch the ground, he was almost carried by Gu Qingqiao to Mu Xiyun's room.
"This is..." Huang Zelin saw Mu Xiyuan's condition and rushed forward to get his pulse. After a long time, he said to Gu Qingqiao, who was standing beside him, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing. Go to my room and bring the medicine box in the cabinet."
Gu Qingqiao blew out of the room like a gust of wind, and came over with a medicine box in an instant.
Taking out an elixir and dissolving it in the water, Huang Zelin motioned to Gu Qingqiao to feed it to him.
Qing Qiao carefully helped Mu Xiyun, let him lean against his arms, put the rim of the cup on Mu Xiyun's lips, and said softly, "Ayun, take the medicine!"
Mu Xiyun still clenched her teeth and refused to speak.
Huang Zelin pressed Mu Xiyuan's wrist and gently input a line of spiritual power. As if being comforted, the tense body loosened.
Taking advantage of his loose jaw, Gu Qingqiao successfully poured the potion into Mu Xiyun's mouth.
The bitter concoction entered, Mu Xiyun frowned.
After filling the medicine, before his lips were closed, Gu Qingqiao quickly took out a small piece of maltose from his sleeve and skillfully stuffed it between Mu Xiyuan's lips.
Huang Zelin: Β β¦
Aware of Huang Zelin's gaze, Gu Qingqiao said a little embarrassedly: "He has been afraid of hardship since he was a child, he must eat sugar when he takes medicine... uh" He suddenly realized that Mu Xiyun was already so old, and he realized it later. Embarrassed, he casually added: "It's the same when you think about it."
After taking the elixir, Mu Xiyun's condition gradually improved. Although the person has not yet woken up, the slight tremors on his body have stopped, and the clenched fists have gradually loosened. Slowly, the body temperature is no longer so cold, and the breathing has eased.
Huang Zelin stood up and instructed: "You take care of him for a while, I have to prepare two more medicines." After speaking, he returned to his room.
Gu Qingqiao brought hot water and wiped Mu Xiyun's face with a towel. Remembering the cold sweat on his neck earlier, he unbuttoned his shirt and strove for him.
Mu Xiyun was lying on the bed in clothes before, Gu Qingqiao lifted the quilt, took off his outer robe and middle clothes for him, and his hands couldn't help trembling.
The thin undershirt has long been soaked with cold sweat, and the young and beautiful body is wrapped in the wet clothes, and the curves of the chest and waist are undoubtedly revealed. Gu Qingqiao's eyes fell on the narrow waistline, as if he could close his flexible waist in the palm of his hand.
His heart was burning for a while, Gu Qingqiao's mind was in a panic, he looked away, and after a while, he couldn't help but look back.
The breeze blew, and Mu Xiyun shrank, and shivered slightly. If it drags on, even if the disease on the body is cured, I am afraid that I will catch a cold again. Gu Qingqiao's heart was beating like a drum, he almost closed his eyes, took off the thin layer of underwear, roughly wiped it with a towel, and then took the clean underwear with trembling.