Qin Xiaotian's knock on the door just now woke Xia Xiaohan and the rest of the people in the house, and they came to the living room one after another, looked at Li Hongji with an anxious expression, and approached Han Ruoxi's room.

After Li Hongji walked into the room, he kept standing there, not taking the pulse, nor telling Qin Xiaotian what they did.

After seeing his strange behavior, Qin Xiaotian hurriedly said, "Divine Doctor Li, what should we do now?"

"Mr. Qin, I told you during the day to see if Miss Han can spend this night safely, that's what I'm talking about! During the day, I used the method of acupuncture with golden needles to forcibly stimulate the last trace of potential in her body, which is equivalent to concentrating all of her original three days into today's day, what I want is Miss Han's body, which can function on its own and absorb the medicinal properties!"

Qin Xiaotian didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, and asked bluntly, "Then Ruoxi's current situation, is it good or bad?"

"It can be said to be good, or it can be said to be bad!"

After seeing that everyone was going to plant, Li Hongji explained: "Now Miss Han has a fever, and I have expected it! This is exactly the manifestation of her body absorbing today's medicinal properties, which shows that our method is still useful! But her body is so fragile that even after today's weak medicinal properties are absorbed, all parts of her body are a little unbearable!"

"Then what should we do now? Should we put a cold compress on Ruoxi to cool down?"

"No!" Li Hongji waved his hand and stopped: "Now Miss Han's body can't afford to toss alternately between cold and hot. You can feed her some glucose, and add a little nutrition, but not too much! I believe you also understand the truth that deficiency is not replenished. ”

Qin Xiaotian hurriedly ordered Liang Tiesheng to go to Doctor Pei to get glucose, and he himself continued to ask anxiously: "Then Divine Doctor Li, what else can I do for Ruoxi?"

"I can't do anything, I can only pray now, Miss Han's sense of survival is strong enough to survive tonight! As long as she can survive tonight, her chance of survival is seventy percent!"

A few minutes later, under the guidance of Li Hongji, Qin Xiaotian fed Han Ruoxi a small cup of glucose, and then sat on the edge of the bed with a blank face.

After Li Hongji sighed, he persuaded all the people in the room to retreat, and closed the door for Qin Xiaotian and them.

"Let's go to sleep, let Mr. Qin accompany Miss Han alone, maybe a miracle will happen!"

Although Xia Xiaohan and the others were worried, they also knew that it was useless for them to be in a hurry here, so they had to return to their room with worries.

"Ruoxi, you must hold on, you have survived so many years, how can you leave me at this time?"

"Ruoxi, you have to persevere, you have to wake up......"

"When you get better, whatever you want to do, whatever you want, I will do it for you, Ruoxi, you can't have anything to do......"

"I beg you, Ruoxi, hold on, you must hold on......"

In the room where there were only two people left, Qin Xiaotian let his tears slide down his cheeks.

He held Han Ruoxi's hair tightly, looked at her red cheeks motionlessly, and didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear that a slight move would make her unable to sleep.

His heart has never been as anxious as it is now.

He has never believed in heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and he is begging for gods and Buddhas in his heart to bless Han Ruoxi to survive this catastrophe smoothly.

Time passed slowly minute by minute, Qin Xiaotian kept muttering to himself, and kept thinking about Han Ruoxi's situation all the time.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Han Ruoxi's condition couldn't help but not improve, but became more serious.

Even Qin Xiaotian, who was sitting on the side, seemed to be able to feel the heat emanating from her.

At this moment, Qin Xiaotian was extremely remorseful, if he hadn't protected her, how could he let his beloved woman lie on the bed and live and die uncertainly.

If it hadn't happened that he was besieged by the people of Yingge Palace and Buckingham Palace, if he hadn't slept so dead and discovered the whereabouts of the night wind earlier, how could Han Ruoxi be like now.

"Ruoxi, can you hear me? Ruoxi, don't have anything, I won't allow you to have anything ......!"

Qin Xiaotian held Han Ruoxi's hand tightly, as if as long as he was like this, he could catch her and not lose her.

At half past three in the morning, Han Ruoxi's cheeks became more and more red, probably because of uncomfortable reasons, from time to time, the wine would make a slight whisper in her mouth.

Qin Xiaotian, who had always been worried, couldn't do anything else except keep talking to Han Ruoxi and holding her hand tightly! At this moment, he deeply felt a sense of powerlessness!

"Huang Jianxin, Shen Yuli, Yang Jianhui, Night Breeze, and the Pang family, if it is...... If it's Ruoxi, she ...... I will leave you dead without a corpse!"

The names of the people who had hurt Han Ruoxi one after another kept coming to Qin Xiaotian's mind at this moment, and if anyone saw his red eyes here, they would definitely be shocked by the bloody murderous aura contained in them.

Pang Chengde, who came here to inquire about the news, Pang Zhiru, Huang Jianxin, Shen Yuli and others who were locked up in the basement, all had the most pious posture in their hearts, praying to the heavens, hoping that Han Ruoxi would get better.

Huang Jianxin and they have been tortured by Qin Xiaotian for nearly ten days with all kinds of sensational and inhumane means, and now the only hope in their hearts is that Han Ruoxi can get better, and Qin Xiaotian can give them a happy death.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Pang Chengde, who was huddled in the car waiting for news, suddenly found that the lights in Qin Xiaotian's villa were dimmed in an instant.

"What's wrong......? Could it be that Miss Han ...... her. ”

After Pang Chengde had a bad thought in his heart, a cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body, and then he looked at the black windows, like a big mouth that chose people to devour, and wanted to swallow the entire Pang family even with the bones.

"It's going to be fine, it's going to be fine......!"

Just when Pang Chengde's heart was getting colder and colder, he suddenly heard the door of the villa, and it was knocked open with a "bang", and at the same time he heard an anxious voice scolding: "Dare to cut off the power at this time, Lao Tzu will kill you miscellaneous ......"

"It turned out that it was just a power outage, but it's okay!" Pang Chengde wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and suddenly reacted: "How could there be a power outage at this most critical time? Could it be that someone wants to borrow Qin Xiaotian's hand to make our Pang family die without a place to be buried? No, Miss Han must not have the slightest mistake!"

"Pang Hui, hurry up and drive to the property!"

After Pang Chengde reacted, he woke up his cousin in the driver's seat as soon as possible, and anxiously took out his mobile phone, so that the more than 30 people who stayed at the door of Qin Xiaotian's villa and waited for orders at any time rushed towards the property in full suit.

In less than five minutes, Pang Chengde came to the duty room of the property office, and rushed in as soon as possible, grabbed the collar of a sleepy-eyed little security guard and shouted: "What are you doing to eat? Why is the power outage at No. A15 at this time? Quick, go check what is wrong immediately!"

The little security guard, who was still dozing, was stunned by Pang Chengde's roar, and when he saw that it was an old man with a haggard face and a scruffy beard, he said angrily: "It's just a power outage, what's all the fuss? The electrician on duty now doesn't know where to wander around, otherwise let's wait until dawn!"

After he finished speaking, he was still very impatient and pushed away Pang Chengde's hand, pulled up the coat on his body, and planned to continue to doze off.

Pang Chengde's current family's lives are all tied to Han Ruoxi's body, and there is no room for any mistakes.

After seeing the little security guard's slackness attitude, the terrifying pressure he had been under broke out at this moment: "What are you talking about......? You want to kill our Pang family, don't ......you? You're ......!"

The little security guard was taken aback, and the only little sleepiness left disappeared at this time, he knew that the people who lived here were either rich or expensive, and he couldn't afford to mess with them, so he had to mutter: "Then I'll give you the electrician's phone, and you can call someone yourself, ah...... , sleepy, it's just a power outage in the middle of the night, and it's still tossing people!"

At this moment, there were a few shrill brakes outside the duty room, and then dozens of fierce and vicious men rushed in, led by a burly man, who shouted anxiously after coming in: "Eighth uncle, what's wrong?"

Pang Chengde stuffed the note handed over by the little security guard into his hand and said, "Quick, take someone there immediately, the electrician will find it, Mr. Qin's house is out of power!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

After the man hurriedly drove away like a gust of wind, while making a wild phone call, the little security guard kept looking at the dozen or so people who were still in the duty room, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Pang Hui, arrest everyone and fight to the death! Dare to cut off the power at such an important time, you want our Pang family to die, and I, Pang Chengde, will not let you have a good time!"

After getting the news that Han Ruoxi's high fever did not go away, Pang Chengde, who had been under tremendous pressure, finally found an outlet at this time!

After waiting for more than ten minutes, after receiving the news that Qin Xiaotian's power supply had returned to normal, Pang Chengde left in a hurry with a group of men.

There were only three security guards left who had suffered an unwarranted disaster, with a bruised nose and swollen face, lying in pain in the messy duty room.

"Brother, is Sister Ruoxi okay?" As soon as the call came, Xia Xiaohan came to the next room, pushed open the door and asked anxiously.

The almost frozen atmosphere in the room made Xia Xiaohan almost unable to speak, and after looking at her brother with red eyes and turning his head, a bad feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Ruoxi ...... She seems to be slowly subsiding her fever!" It was just a dozen words, but Qin Xiaotian said it as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Is the fever gone? Does that mean Sister Ruoxi...... Is she alright?"

Li Hongji, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned around at this time, nodded with a tired face, and said, "Miss Han is a celestial person, and she has basically spent this most dangerous night!"

"Great, Sister Ruoxi...... She's finally ......!"

"Has it improved? God willing, Miss Han has finally survived......!"

"I just said, Miss Han will be fine......!"

Everyone in the room, after hearing Li Hongji's words, breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally dignified atmosphere also began to rejoice after these words. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Return of the Demon Killer to the Urban Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.