Chapter 22: The Plot
"Bad woman! Uncle Ben is back! Bad woman?......? Asleep?" Yingbao Pavilion, in the boudoir, on the bed, is still round and short, with two front paws supporting a very round head that does not conform to common sense, gently measuring the steps on Lan Bing's side, the dark golden pupils keep contracting, and he looks like he is thinking about life.
It...... Do you want to secretly collect some money while this bad woman is asleep?
Frowning and looking at the lying blue ice, uh...... If it has eyebrows,
Alas, the bad woman has the breath of death in her body, and after so many years in the world, she finally let it meet a favorite blood...... of those who are about to die............
Does this mean that it will be free for a maximum of two months?
Oh, hey, hey~~Grasp the moment~~
The slender tongue rolled up the saliva that was about to fall around the edge, licked the mouth without a lip flap, carefully approached Lan Bing's wrist, and when he was about to stick to the vein on his wrist, he was suddenly pinched by a hand and picked it up, fluttering his limbs, and a cold voice came from Lan Bing's head:
"Have you gone out for a long time?hmm~~~" Gently shook his head that was a little dizzy, staring at a frog with cold and sharp eyes, not at all like someone who had just woken up.
The taste of being remembered is already heartfelt, not to mention that it is blood that is remembered......
"Ahh......h Don't, Yuanyuan knows it's wrong, don't be angry, hehe, don't be angry. ”
"Oh, master, why did you just hear you call me a bad woman?
"No, no, the master must have heard it wrong, hehe, I heard it wrong!"
"If there is a next ......" squinted eyes, staring at a frog, as if the actual murderous aura was lingering on the skin of a frog.
"Don't dare, don't dare! Yuanyuan knew that he was wrong...... People, just hungry......" The aggrieved mung bean eyes, the two forepalms like a fan trembled,
Wow~ It's terrible! The human world is so scary, the bad woman is so scary! The frog is so pitiful......
"Alright, let's talk about it!"
"Mmmm, it seems that we were ambushed when we went, Yuanyuan smelled so strong and sweet in the box, and I was released when I was almost there, the white boy was fine, but the big guy was injured and poisoned, well, his blood is definitely not as good as the master you"
looked up at Lan Bing, who was frowning and contemplative, and saw that the other party did not show an unhappy look before continuing
"In the process of looking for snow lotus, I met man-eating flowers, poisonous ants, snow wolf packs, and also met snow wing snakes, the white boy almost died, it was Yuanyuan who saved him, after picking the snow lotus, we returned here almost sleeplessly, without eating or drinking...... "
"You say...... Mu Feng, almost died?"
"Well, at that time, we were attacked by the Snow Wing Snake Group, and seeing that Snow Lotus was about to be swallowed by the Snake King, the Divine Doctor forcibly snatched Snow Lotus from the Snake King's mouth regardless of his life, and the Snake King, who was angry and embarrassed, chased and killed us for nearly three days, killing many people, leaving only the big man and the Divine Doctor alive. Well, the blood of the miracle doctor is not as good as the master's, hehe. ”
Yes, to save her...... Why? Is it just a side relationship when I was a child?
Or is there some other purpose?
"Master, master......" The deaf sat on the side with his head pulled his head, glanced at Lan Bing, who had lost his mind, and a frog who did not get an answer had no choice but to wait quietly for Lan Bing to come back to his senses, hoping that she would remember to feed it after she came back to her senses......
Three days later
Today is the day when Mu Feng treats Lan Bing, and Lan Zhichen has been waiting in the Treasure Pavilion after having breakfast with Lan Bing, waiting for Mu Feng's arrival.
A quarter of an hour later, Mu Feng, dressed in white, appeared in Lan Bing's field of vision, and the two of them naturally staggered when their eyes met. The extremely short eye contact, so fast that Lan Zhichen didn't even notice it on the side.
He has lost some weight, and the faint blue color on his pale face is the residual poison not completely removed?
The pace was different, and Yuan Yuan said that he had been injured and poisoned during the battle with the Snow Wing Snake King, and he was afraid that the internal injuries were not light......
The blue ice in Mu Feng's eyes, she has lost some weight, the original baby fat on her face is gone, and her small cheeks are pale and distressing.
Although Lan Bing had tried his best to maintain the normal rate of breathing, Mu Feng still heard something abnormal,
Why did the toxin attack so fast as he expected, and what was wrong? He had to figure it out as soon as possible!
"Brother Mu has already made an elixir?"
"Yes, it's just ......"
"Just what, what do you ask Brother Mu to mention?"
"Ahem...... Thank you, Prince Lan, I just hope that everyone will avoid this time for the princess."
"Let's all go down!"
"Yes"
"Bo'er, do you remember the last game?"
"Yes!"
"Then let's play again, shall my brother have prepared sweet soup"
"Okay, Bao'er will be obedient."
"That's good!" put Lan Bing gently on the soft couch, imprinted a reassuring kiss on the other party's forehead, and walked out of the room.
Mu Feng took out a wrist pillow and put it under Lan Bing's wrist and put a medical towel on it,
Lan Bing watched Mu Feng's heroic eyebrows go from slightly wrinkled to tight and then pale, and his other hand was gently placed on his pulse diagnosis hand,
Firm eyes met the other party's painful eyes, shook his head slightly, and said silently, thank you.
Mu Feng held Lan Bing's hand tightly, he thought he could...... Why?
…… For the first time, I was so desperate to save someone...... The result is out of his control......
Without saying a word, the hand that was clenched by the other party, the ink-colored circular mark that jumped on the purple bed in the afterglow, and the corner of the blue ice's solid heart wall collapsed again
The man has tears and does not flick, not to mention the miracle doctor who has always been confident and proud, her chagrin and regret are known, but she ......
Even the air in the space smelled of sadness......
For the first time, Lan Bing felt that he was not a passerby in this world, but a very important pig's foot.
At this moment, she especially wanted to laugh a few times, if the person opposite did not exist, laugh at the trick of fate, laugh at Lan Bao'er's luck......
Laugh at her at her bewilderment! Yes, she is at a loss, what can she say in such a situation, comfort the other person, state the facts?
What is the normal plot?
Oh, you're already great, it's just that the toxins have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, I know you've done your best, thank you!
It's okay, I'm not going to die. I've already died once anyway, don't be afraid!
Alas~~ There is always an end to life, I am just a little earlier than you, and we will meet again in the future...... Heaven and hell?
Maybe...... Faint?
Fortunately, Lan Bing didn't use the above or other inner activities to comfort Mu Feng in the end, why?
Because...... She fell asleep...... Yes, she fell asleep......
This big heart can open your brain~~~
Ahem, her body is very weak, and the toxins have affected her cranial nerves, causing frequent dizziness and severe drowsiness.
What's more, the day before yesterday, she provided a very high-quality food resource for a frog.
In short, what could have been a deep communication was destroyed by the smudged ink circles and the lethargy of blue ice.
So that when Mu Feng came back to his senses, the beauty had already fallen asleep,
The grief in his eyes was even better, and he gently helped the beauty cover the quilt, stepped out of the room, threw a small porcelain bottle to Lan Zhichen who came to him, and concisely told him how to eat it, and then hurriedly left Nanchen Villa and went to the Valley of the Medicine King, looking for the classical secret recipe, and by the way, he picked up a certain frog that was howling.
A frog's inner monologue: White boy, don't~ Uncle Ben don't leave such delicious food, let go of Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben is still saying good things about you in front of bad women, what if the bad woman hangs up when Uncle Ben is away? Where can Uncle Ben find such delicious blood again? Let go quickly~
If you don't let go of Uncle Ben, you're going to use force~
Wail!
The lid of the white jade box is closed, isolating the sound of a certain wow~