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Chapter 32: A thousand turns and a thousand turns (1)

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    Seeing Mengdie as if he had never heard of it, he couldn't help sighing again, and chased it out in the rain.

    As soon as Lin Xihan left, Mengdie finally couldn't hold on anymore. She felt that the strength in her body was drained in an instant. She wanted to force herself to go back to the inner room, but she only took one step, and a darkness swept over her body.  fell down.

    "Mother! Mother" Mengdie was running in the vast snow field, her mother's figure was always looming in the wind and snow, "Mother, come back, Dieer shouldn't listen to you" Mengdie cried.  She seemed to have returned to the age when she was six or seven years old. The wind and snow were so big, and she ran stumblingly, unable to catch up with her mother.

    At this time, the mother froze, and there was a coughing sound in the wind and snow. The cough was so severe that Mengdie felt her heart ache.

    She clutched her heart and walked towards mother, mother turned around slowly, her dress was stained with blood.

    Mengdie was taken aback, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, and woke up suddenly, coughing again.

    It turned out that the coughing sound in the dream was my own.

    She felt like her body was on fire, but her chest felt like she was hugging a piece of ice, and it was so cold that it hurt.  She said in a daze, "Chu Chun, is it snowing? Why is it so cold"

    A voice beside the bed immediately said: "Miss, are you awake? Are you still cold? I'll add an extra quilt for you." The voice sounded like early spring, but it seemed a little strange.

    She opened her eyes weakly, only to see Chuchun's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and at this moment she was about to shed tears again.  Mengdie tried her best to smile, and said softly: "Sister Chuchun, what's the matter?"

    Chuchun's voice was choked with sobs, no wonder it sounded wrong: "Miss, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up"

    Shivering from the cold, Mengdie couldn't help but frowned, and closed her eyes again: "Chuchun, it's so cold"

    Chu Chun hurriedly stepped forward, touched her forehead, and hurriedly turned her head and shouted: "Sister Zi Hua, sister Zi Hua!"

    There was a sound of hurried footsteps, from the outside to the inside, Zi Hua hurried in and asked, "What's the matter? My medicine is boiling!"

    Chuchun was so anxious that she burst into tears: "It's still hot, and I keep calling it cold, but what should I do?"

    Zi Hua was frightened for a while, and hurried over to stretch out her hand, her face solemn.  After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, first add an extra bed quilt, and then add a brazier in. The medicine will be cooked in a while, just wait a moment, and I will report to Manager Lin."  go out.

    After a while, Lin Xihan came.  When he entered the door, he gasped slightly, obviously he had heard Zi Hua's report, and immediately rushed at full speed, so that Zi Hua still missed him a lot.

    At this time, regardless of etiquette, he went straight into the inner room.  Chuchun was sitting by the bed sobbing, when he saw him coming in, he stood up in a daze, obviously out of ideas.

    Lin Xihan asked, "How is it now?" and walked closer to the bed to visit. Mengdie was covered with two thick quilts, with a cold water towel on her forehead, her face was pale, and her cheeks were shockingly flushed.  , forehead is still hot.

    Chuchun twitched and said: "I just woke up for a while, and now I'm unconscious again."

    Lin Xihan frowned and asked, "Is the medicine ready?"

    Chuchun cried: "The medicine is cured, but the young lady refuses to open her mouth, she can't feed it no matter what."

    "Go and bring the medicine again." Lin Xihan hesitated for a moment, sat on the bedside himself, and helped Mengdie up to lean on him.

    Mengdie closed her eyes and murmured: "Mother, mother, Die'er is so cold."

    Lin Xihan gritted her teeth unconsciously, and tightened the quilt for her.

    Chuchun brought the medicine, scooped it up with a spoon, blew it, and brought it to Mengdie's mouth.  But she clenched her teeth unconsciously, refusing to open her mouth, and the black liquid medicine flowed down the corners of her mouth.  Chuchun looked at Lin Xihan helplessly, tears rolling down his face.

    Lin Xihan remembered what the doctor said, Mengdie hadn't healed from the cold last time, and this time she caught the cold again, and she was also worried and depressed.  After pondering for a moment, he held Mengdie's hand, and the true energy in her body slowly flowed along the Taiyin lung meridian of her hand, injected into her chest, and circulated for a week.

    Mengdie seemed to feel the warmth, she burrowed into his arms, and murmured again: "Mother, mother" This time, she no longer shouted cold.

    Lin Xihan felt a pang of sadness in her heart, and the true energy poured into her body continuously, and whispered in her ear: "Die'er, Die'er! Mother is here. Obediently, drink up the medicine, okay?"

    Mengdie yelled twice more indiscriminately, Lin Xihan hugged her tightly, comforted her softly, and she gradually calmed down.

    Lin Xi?Winning at Chuchun, Chuchun hastily wiped away the tears on her face, and fed her the medicine again, this time it was finally fed smoothly.

    As soon as the medicine was gone, there was a slight sweat on Mengdie's forehead immediately, and Lin Xihan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that if the sweat broke out, the heat would subside.  He put Mengdie down gently, and was about to get up when she suddenly grabbed her hand.

    "Don't goZimoZimo" she murmured, Lin Xihan couldn't help being stunned, only to hear the infinite sadness in her tone: "Tell mewhy?why?"

    Lin Xihan let her hold his hand tightly, almost wanting to dig her nails into his flesh.  He stood motionless until she finally stopped talking nonsense and fell into a deep sleep.

    Only then did he gently break free from her hand, bent down and gently tucked the quilt for her, and looked at her quietly for a while.  Straightening up, he said in a low voice to Zihua and Chuchun beside him, "You two, watch carefully, and report to me immediately if there is any situation."

    After all, dodge out.

    With a loud "bang", the door of Tingyin Pavilion was kicked open, and Lin Xihan walked in with a face as heavy as water, with veins twitching on his forehead.

    Ling Zimo leaned on the couch to drink, glanced at him without raising his head.

    Lin Xihan didn't say a word, just stared at him.

    Ling Zimo's heart skipped a beat, could it be that she "What's wrong with her?" After a while, he asked lightly, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

    "You still know how to ask her?" Lin Xihan said angrily, "Let her be seriously ill and dying, and ignore her for three days, and now you know how to ask her?"

    When he said this, Ling Zimo suddenly felt relieved, so he lowered his eyes and took another sip of wine: "It seems that she is fine."

    "Lord Lao, please worry, she's not dead yet!" Lin Xihan's face was livid.

    Ling Zimo suddenly raised his head again, and smiled evilly: "Xihan, what's wrong with you? Are you losing your temper with me because of a woman?"

    "A woman? Is she an ordinary woman?!" Lin Xihan shouted loudly, "Don't you know that she is so special, she is" In the middle of speaking, she suddenly stopped.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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