As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and fell to the ground.

"Auntie!"

In the panic call of Lingling, Weiwei slowly fell into a coma.

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Chapter 81

The non-human doctor gave me countless antidotes, and when I drank the antidote until I almost vomited, I finally stopped vomiting blood.

During the period when I was given the antidote, Li Xiaoran was always by my side, I was drinking medicine here, and Li Xiaoran was being drugged on the side.

His eyes were badly injured. The doctor said several times that they would give him a comprehensive clean-up, but Li Xiaoran refused until I slept and opened my eyes safely.

The first person I saw was Li Xiaoxuan who was sitting beside my bed. His face was pale, one eye had been wrapped in thick bandages, and the other eye was extremely congested. see me.

"Li... Li Yiyan." I said, but I was also frightened by my hoarse voice. I cleared my throat, but to no avail, "Your eyes..."

Seeing my eyes open and listening to my words, Li's back, which had been straight, bent slightly.

At this time, I suddenly heard a soft "whoosh" sound next to me, I turned my head slightly, and then I saw the rescued little black dog standing under my bed, I turned to look at it, it could not climb When I got into bed, I took two steps back with a lame foot, and also stretched my neck and looked at me: "Ow."

It screamed, as if delighted.

The little black dog can move on his own...

"How many days have I slept?"

"Two or three days."

Two or three days? Li Xiaoran... have you been watching over me? Didn't you go to treatment or rest?

As if he understood the question in my eyes, Li said: "You wake up, I'm going to receive treatment." His voice was slow, "This place is not safe, at least for you... Maybe you've been kicked out by a corpse carpenter. Take it away, it's even more dangerous. The elf is being treated next door, and I will have someone prepare a bed for you next door. You go to sleep. During my treatment, you are not allowed to leave those two Elf."

I nodded vigorously.

Li Yanran's bloodshot-filled eye stared at me. After a while, someone pushed a simple wooden bed in from outside the house. The two doctors wanted to come and carry me, but before they got close to me, Li Nianran stood up first, and his arm passed through the back of my neck, A hand passed behind the bend of my knee.

Even though he is in very bad physical condition now, when he picked me up, it was still easy.

I pressed against his chest, but for a moment, my heart was still beating like a drum.

Until I was put on that simple cot by him, no matter how this weak body dragged me back, I couldn't slow down the rushing heartbeat.

I looked at him and asked, "How long... how long will it take to heal?"

"Three days."

I looked into his eyes, moved my hands with difficulty, and grabbed his fingers hanging by his side. His little finger was cold. After being caught by me, he seemed to hook his fingers subconsciously, and then he didn't let go. .

I pulled the hook with him and said, "Ture it well. I'll wait for you."

After hearing what I said, the corners of Li's mouth twitched slightly.

Instead of scolding me, he hooked my finger and said, "Okay."

I was pushed to the next room, and the little black dog limped and chased behind the bed. I was pushed into Weiwei's room, and the little black dog came to this room, but it was very sensible. No sound was made easily.

Li Yanran glanced at me at the door and confirmed that I was placed, and he was taken away by another doctor.

Weiwei's room is very large, and the bed for Weiwei is also very large, like an old antique in the Qing Dynasty. Well, I'm lying outside and can barely see the people inside.

"Vivi?" I called weakly.

The gauze inside was opened after a long time.

It was Lingling, whose eyes were red from crying, pulling the gauze inside. She looked at me lying on the cot, and the little black dog next to my bed happily ran towards Lingling.

Lingling leaned over and picked up the little black dog who was struggling to run over with lame legs. As soon as the little black dog was picked up, she immediately began to lick Lingling's face, licking all the tears she left behind. . The little black dog doesn't know why the more it licks the bell, the more tears it sheds.

And when I looked at Lingling, I felt a little uneasy: "Lingling, your mother..."

"Not dead yet." Weiwei's weak voice came from the bed tent. Weiwei raised her hand and opened the curtain beside her bed, her face was pale, but she still smiled at me, and said weakly and hoarsely, "Hey, let me bite you again after you understand the poison. One bite, I haven't had one yet. Not to die."

I also said weakly and hoarsely: "When we can all get out of bed, make up for it."

Like centenarians in two nursing homes...

I thought, Weiwei can still joke, she is so optimistic, her body should be fine, but I never expected that at night, Weiwei suddenly developed a high fever, and she started talking nonsense.

She said repeatedly: "Wensheng, Mu Wensheng... I've been waiting in the mountains for many years, why haven't you come to pick me up..."

Weiwei's sudden illness frightened Lingling. She went out to call a doctor. Soon, many doctors rushed into the room, and Lin Zishu also came. They gathered around Weiwei's bed. Lingling was squeezed while holding the little black dog. to the side.

She watched helplessly as the adults were busy beside Weiwei's bed. There were tears in his eyes, and he dared not fall.