"Actually, that ghost also wants to avoid you, it's Angela who ran too fast, which caused you to collide together, plus I've been weak lately, so you can directly subdue that thing, and when I recover, there won't be anything like that." Tong Tong's somewhat weak voice sounded again in Ma Xiaoman's mind.

Ma Xiaoman was a little irritable and looked at the treasure bottle mark on his wrist, "Maybe I have a way to make you recover quickly." The reason why Ma Xiaoman said this was because Ma Xiaoman thought of the fact that after he released the black gas before, the black on the treasure bottle mark on his wrist became less.

"No, then your mind will be affected, in fact, you can absorb more aura, and I will recover faster if I have enough aura. Sensing Ma Xiaoman's thoughts, Tong Tong's voice was full of worry and he spoke.

"There is plenty of aura in the mountains, and I will recover soon. Seeing that Ma Xiaoman didn't speak, Tong Tong spoke again, but it gave Ma Xiaoman the feeling that it was to appease her, so he said this.

"Wait for me for two days, I promise that there will definitely be less black gas," feeling Ma Xiaoman's distrust, Tong Tong spoke again, "Okay," Ma Xiaoman nodded and fell asleep on the table.

When Ma Xiaoman woke up, it was already noon the next day, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Qing lying beside him, "Wake up, you just lie on the table and fall asleep, but your mother is frightened, whether you are hungry or not, do you want to eat something." Warmly said, he reached out and stroked Ma Xiaoman's somewhat messy hair.

"When did you come. Ma Xiaoman opened his mouth and heard his own hoarse voice, and his brows furrowed unconsciously, "I arrived in the second half of the night last night, and my mother is guarding you," Wen Qing said and put his hand directly on Ma Xiaoman's head.

"It's normal, yesterday your body was hot and cold, scared to death, okay, you go to eat, I haven't slept well in the past few days, I want to sleep." Wen Qing said to adjust his posture and close his eyes to sleep.

"Didn't you say you would be busy for a few more days, why did you come so soon? Ma Xiaoman asked with a hoarse voice and a smile on his face, "It's not that Angela is angry with you, I'll sleep and remember to call me when the red meat is ready," Wen Qing said and fell asleep directly.

Ma Xiaoman looked at the black and cyan under Wen Qing's eyes, a trace of distress quickly flashed in his eyes, and he put the action of getting up to the lightest, trying not to disturb the warmth as much as possible, and then cleaned himself up in the bathroom and walked outside.

Ma's mother, who was sitting at the bar with a sad face, stroked the cat, and glanced at Ma Xiaoman's room from time to time, "Mom, is there anything to eat, I'm hungry." Ma Xiaoman's hoarse voice made Ma's mother feel distressed.

"Yes, it's hot on the fire for you, what about the warmth, is she tired," Ma's mother saw Ma Xiaoman coming out of the house, and her eyes subconsciously looked behind Ma Xiaoman, "She will sleep again, what's going on with my throat?" Ma Xiaoman said and squeezed to his mother's side, and asked a little coquettishly.

"It's good to go back and let you buy you some throat lozenges to eat," Ma's mother never mentioned the hot and cold things in Ma Xiaoman's body yesterday, "Okay," seeing that her mother didn't want to mention yesterday's incident, Ma Xiaoman leaned on her mother's shoulder obediently.

"Aren't you hungry, go find your Uncle Li," After making sure that her daughter had no other discomfort except for her voice being a little hoarse, Ma's mother's heart relaxed a little.