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Chapter 367 Zhang Chuchu is ill!

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    The sea water was no longer warm. It was very cold. The white lotus petals were frozen into ice sculptures and then scattered into broken jade and sank into the sea water. His body also sank to the bottom of the sea and entered the layer of sea water as thick as blood. The blood made it difficult for him to breathe.  It wasn't that he couldn't breathe. He began to struggle desperately to free himself, but found that his hands and feet could no longer move. The struggle could only make him hide deeper. Qin Jie opened his eyes and woke up, panting rapidly. His body was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with cold sweat.  His expression was full of fear, like that of a dead person. He looked at the writing papers stuck on the roof for a long time before he finally confirmed that he had left the dreamland and returned to Laobi Studio. These dreams were his biggest secrets, and he had never told Bai Wuxiu nor to him.  The master of the restaurant mentioned to other senior brothers and sisters that although these dreams were full of truths he wanted to find out, he did not dare to tell anyone because he always felt that these dreams concealed some very scary things. The Shinhwa Group 16 years ago  and the current Taoist sect are all speculating whether he is the son of Shura. Qin Jie used to think that these were completely nonsense. However, every time he thought about the words Zhang Chuchu recounted by Xie Junyuan when he returned to Shenzhou from the wasteland, he thought about these dreams again.  Abnormal fear: The coming of night and the invasion of the underworld. Although it is just a legend, it has been a legend that has made practitioners in the world vigilant for thousands of years. He does not know the specific details, but he understands that this must be a major event involving the destruction of the world. If he is really the son of Shura, what will he face?  No matter how open-minded the owner of the house is, he doesn't even care about his junior uncle and his obsession with demons, but he will definitely not care about this matter. Otherwise, why would there be that tall figure in his dream? No matter how peaceful and warm Qingmengzhai is, there are such big things like right and wrong.  He will not be merciful in the face of problems. If he is the son of Shura, I don¡¯t know what the senior brother will do. But the third senior brother will definitely smash him to death and then jump off the cliff to commit suicide out of sympathy. If he falls into the hands of the Shinhwa Group, he will definitely be tied to the burning platform and burned.  Burned to coke Qin Jie leaned on the bedside thinking about these things. His clothes were wet with cold sweat as they dried and became wet. His face became paler and paler. He couldn't imagine what he would face in the world if he was really the son of Shura.  The world will abandon him, and he will be left alone to wander in the world and live a wandering life again, like a mouse avoiding the divine light. At this moment, Zhang Chuchu moved in his arms and frowned slightly, as if he had dreamed of something bad.  Or maybe he felt Qin Jie's emotions at this time. Qin Jie gradually calmed down when he looked at her dark little face, because no matter he became a traitor or said that he was really the son of Shura, there would always be a little maid who would never leave and follow him.  Even if he wanders again, he will not be wandering alone in the world. It will be a wandering for two people. This is fine. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, trying to kiss away the frown there. However, Zhang Chuchu seemed to feel uncomfortable and her frown became more and more.  Qin Jie suddenly felt that something was wrong with the situation. Zhang Chuchu's face became paler and paler, peeping out from the darkness like snow, and his frowning brows looked particularly painful. Qin Jie was shocked and hurriedly took her away.  Shake awake. Zhang Chuchu opened his eyes with difficulty and looked extremely weak. A biting coldness came out from his clothes, which actually made Qin Jie shiver. Zhang Chuchu trembled in pain and clutched Qin Jie's clothes tightly.  She wanted to say something but was speechless. Even if she dared to delay, Qin Jie got up, blew a very loud whistle, pulled a thick quilt, wrapped her body around her, held her between her arms, and rushed out. He kicked her  He kicked open the wooden door of Laobi Zhai and ran into the community. It was not yet dawn and it was the darkest time. Qin Jie looked at the alley and shouted angrily: "You are such a slow pig." The driver in his sleep was suddenly awakened by the whistle and was about to express his feelings.  Dissatisfied, he looked at Qin Jie's livid face and immediately knew that something big had happened. Qin Jie was in such a bad mood that he might actually kill himself at any time. He quickly started the accelerator and arrived in front of Lao Bizhai. Qin Jie jumped into the car and gasped:  "Go to Qingmengzhai." The black Hummer drove through the East City like a flying car. With two waist plates, he forcibly opened the Suzaku City Gate and ran along the straight official road to Qingmengzhai in the south. In the carriage, Qin Jie hugged Zhang tightly.  Chu Chu's right hand was groping in the compartment wall and kept panting. His body was in excellent shape. Haoran's breath was long and breathless. Naturally, it was not because of fatigue or hard work, but fear, because he could feel Zhang Chuchu's body changes through the thick quilt.  It was getting colder and colder. He finally found the small wine bottle that he had prepared before. Without any hesitation, he unscrewed the lid with trembling fingers and handed it to Zhang Chuchu's lips. A strong aroma of wine filled the carriage. Zhang Chuchu closed his eyes tightly.  Her sparse eyelashes trembled slightly, her face was pale and slightly gray, and her lips were tightly pursed and her teeth were clenched. The liquor Qin Jie poured out from the jug had no way of entering her mouth smoothly.?The corners of her lips dripped down and wet the quilt. Qin Jie looked at the dripping wine and her weak face. His body and mind were filled with fear. He was so frightened that he became weak. He lowered his head in pain and hugged her tightly.  Some Zhang Chuchu has not been sick for a long time. To be precise, she has never been sick since she left Xiangping and came to Shenzhou. But today she is so sick that it is worse than every illness in Qin Jie's memory.  It was so scary that he immediately decided not to carry her to the hospital, but to carry her in the car and run towards Qingmengzhai in the south of the city. Qingmengzhai has no doctor, but Qingmengzhai has a master and senior brothers Qin.  Jie believed that as long as Zhang Chuchu was still breathing when she arrived at Qingmengzhai, she would be fine Facts proved that Qin Jie's judgment was correct. He hugged Zhang Chuchu and ran into the clouds and mist to Qingmengzhai on the cliff facing the lake.  There was a shout on the other side, and the senior brothers and sisters who were still sleeping suddenly woke up and came out of the hospital one after another to greet them. The one walking in front was the fourth senior sister. The fourth senior sister was embroidering a butterfly cat before going to bed. Late at night, she fell asleep in her clothes.  There was still an embroidery needle stuck in her bun, and her face was still tired and annoyed at being woken up. When she saw Qin Jie's fearful look and Zhang Chuchu in his arms, she immediately understood what had happened.  Tiredness and anger suddenly turned into solemnity. She didn't ask Qin Jie, she just looked at Zhang Chuchu's pale face. Then she took out the embroidery needle from her bun and stabbed her neck four times like lightning. The needle fell into the wind. Zhang Chuchu  He said softly "Hmm", still frowning and not waking up, but the pale color on his face was a little lighter and returned to the original light black. "Senior sisterhow are you?" Qin Jie looked at the fourth senior sister and asked him tremblingly.  I never knew that senior sister could use needles to heal people in addition to formation embroidery. But looking at Zhang Chuchu's changes, I suddenly felt a lot more hopeful. "The cold is a bit dangerous. I can only suppress it with needles first," the fourth senior sister said. Qin Jie's arrival woke him up.  Everyone on the Qingmengzhai Lakeside, the senior brother also appeared in the distance, but his movements were still so slow. It seemed that nothing could make him feel anxious or anxious. The fourth senior sister looked at the senior brother and her expression became much more relaxed as she didn't know what to think of. The fourth senior sister looked at it.  Looking at Qin Jie's anxious look, he comforted and said: "It's not a big problem. You can carry Zhang Chuchu to the thatched cottage first, and nothing will happen to the master there."  The morning light gradually enveloped Qingmengzhai and fell on the golden eaves of the thatched cottage.  The jade grass silk then reflected to the distant mountains, flowers and trees on the meadow. Qin Jie, Bai Wuxiu and others stood outside the thatched cottage, waiting for the news inside. Since last spring, Zhang Chuchu has been going in and out of Qingmeng frequently.  Zhai was loved and pitied by everyone for her good cooking and quiet temperament. At this time, knowing that she was seriously ill, the Qingmengzhai disciples could not help but be very worried about Zhou Lili, and even her eyes were red with anxiety. However, Qin Jie was worse than  He was much calmer before because the master had already woken up and was in the thatched hut at this time. He believed that even if Zhang Chuchu had already stepped into the underworld, the master would be able to pull her back. At this moment, the senior brother Qin walked out of the thatched hut.  Jie hurriedly stepped forward, Senior Brother looked at him and said: "She was born with insufficient physical strength and her Yin-cold system has been in her internal organs for many years. This old disease becomes more serious every time it attacks. The longer the time it is hidden and suppressed, the more serious the disease will becomeI have said before  Diagnosing her pulse condition confirmed that she had suffered a severe cold some time ago and was so worried that she is now in this state." Qin Jie asked, "Is everything going to be okay?" "Fourth Junior Sister's golden acupuncture pulse pressure was very timely. I boiled some auxiliary medicine for her, which should help her a little bit.  It doesn't matter if you get rid of the cold. You just have to keep warm in the future and don't dare to be exposed to the cold." Qin Jie immediately relaxed after listening to these words and suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak. The senior brother suddenly thought of something and looked at him doubtfully and asked: "Junior brother  Zhang Chuchu¡¯s disease was brought from her mother¡¯s womb. She has suffered from the disease many times in the past few years. There are no good doctors in Xiangping and there are a bunch of quacks in Shenzhou. How did you manage to keep her alive until now?¡± Qin Jie, Zhang Chuchu¡¯s childhood  He often took her to see a doctor. The money he had worked so hard to save was basically spent in the drug store, but it was of no use. Later, he accidentally found a way to make Zhang Chuchu survive until today. Listening to his senior brother's questions, he didn't dare to do anything.  Without any concealment, he replied honestly: "Later, every time when Zhang Chuchu got sick, I always made her drink a big bag of strong liquor." The third senior brother had been standing silently outside the thatched cottage with no expression on his face.  He was actually treating Zhang Chuchu with strong liquor and immediately frowned and looked extremely displeased. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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