"Let's find a place to stay nearby. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info rest for one night, tomorrow I have to go to our Bai family's shop, and then go to the market to sell the spiritual materials, and exchange some things to go back to the tribe for life. Bai Luyuan was out of the way, hugged the girl in front of him, and walked forward in frustration.

Looking at the girl whose lips in the crook of her arm were becoming more and more purple and her face began to turn pale, thinking back to what the last hospital said, "It's better to prepare for your sister, don't be busy", Bai Luyuan suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

Although it is not a relative, although it has only been a day since we met, we can't even talk about acquaintance. However, after all, I carried her on my back and held her in my arms, and ran for a day full of hope. As a result, he had to watch such a beautiful sister die, but he couldn't do anything, and Bai Luyuan couldn't say how uncomfortable it was.

I found a medium-grade hotel and asked for two rooms. There was no way to leave the girl alone in a room, Bai Luyuan could only stay in the girl's room.

Fortunately, when the innkeeper saw that he was only more than twelve years old, he believed that he and the girl were sisters and brothers, and did not say anything.

It was Bai Qiang and the three of them, seeing that Bai Luyuan openly carried the girl into the room like this, and their faces showed strange looks. You must know that Bai Luyuan thought that he was only twelve years old, but in the eyes of Bai Qiang and the others, Bai Luyuan was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy as old as them!

Make the bed, put the girl in the bed, and settle down. No need to ask, Bai Luyuan must have slept on the cold floor.

Not long after it was dark, a bone-piercing coldness soaked Bai Luyuan's whole body. Bai Luyuan understood that it was not because the floor was too cold, but because it was ...... The chills, which had not occurred for several days, flared up again.

Unable to sleep anymore, Bai Luyuan sat up and started the homework he had been doing for half a year: visualizing "Bright Thoughts".

Although, "Bright Cangsheng Thoughts" has never been able to eradicate his coldness. However, until a better cure is found, it can only be suppressed for a while and counted as a moment.

Time passed little by little, and as the heavenly sound of "Dawn and Dawn" swirled in his mind, and then flowed all over his body, the chill that occupied the blood veins finally retreated towards an unknown place like a low tide.

"By the way, this cold is so tormenting, I don't know what it is? It's better to try to force it out of a star and a half, this Yingmeng Town is also full of medical halls, tomorrow I will take this sister to continue to see a doctor, and I can also stand up to the doctor to see the true ingredients of this cold!"

Thinking so, Bai Luyuan asked for a large blue and white porcelain bowl, filled with most of the bowl of water and put it on the wooden table in front of him. Then, he changed his usual way of visualization and tried to manipulate the rhythms of the "Bright Thoughts" to drive away the chills.

The first time I tried to do this, I didn't have much hope. After failing dozens of times in a row, he didn't expect to have an unexpected gain, that is, Bai Luyuan actually faintly saw the inside of his body.

Everything is blurry. In the blood and meridians, the gray-black shadows are like fingers, seemingly wandering and swaying everywhere, but they seem to have fingers. It should be, it was the so-called chill that caused him to be extremely cold.

Continuing to condense thoughts, those natural sounds that originally only had a rhythmic nature gradually appeared. The shape of the rhythm of those "bright and bright thoughts" turned out to be ancient and profound patterns, with a bronze color, like some kind of heavenly script, and like a pattern that cannot be named, slowly extending in his body.

As long as you can see it, it's a lot easier. Bai Luyuan concentrated the visualization power that he had gradually accumulated in the past six months, manipulated the cyan pattern, and approached the black-gray cold.

As soon as the chill approached, it swung away. It neither breaks apart, nor does it wrestle with the cyan pattern.

Fortunately, he still caught a small wisp of coldness.

Continuing to manipulate, he wrapped the cold with the cyan pattern of "Bright Thoughts", dragging it to the tip of his left finger.

Silently, a drop of something fell along the fingertips and into the large bowl on the coffee table.

Bai Luyuan nervously fixed his eyes on a closer look, but saw that the gray-black color was rapidly expanding in the clear water, and a circle of black ripples appeared.

The ripples were so black, so black that they were full of a desire to absorb, as if they wanted to absorb the light of the lamps in the room.

At the second glance, when Bai Luyuan looked at it again, the water in the bowl was as clear as before, and it had completely returned to normal.

"I saw it falling into the water. Could it be that the cold just ran away, couldn't it? It should have dissolved in the water. No matter, it's time to sleep, and I'll show it to the doctor tomorrow. ”

Bai Luyuan took advantage of the light to inspect the sleeping girl on the bed again, and then lay back on the ground and slept peacefully.

In the second half of the night, there was movement on the bed next to him. The girl seemed to be awake, in a daze, she only felt that all the water in her body was drained, and the strong thirst drove her to sit up, and the only thought was to find water to drink.

On the wooden table next to the bed, there happened to be a large blue and white porcelain bowl. Without hesitation, the girl picked up the bowl and drank the water in one gulp, before falling asleep again.

The early morning light shines through the glass windows of the inn and falls on the two strange men and women on the bed and floor.

Bai Luyuan experienced a few days of running around Meng'en Valley, and slept soundly, without the slightest intention of waking up. The one on the bed, on the contrary, opened his eyelashes like a stamen in the morning light, looked at the strange room for a while, turned his cheeky white face, and suddenly saw a twelve-year-old boy sleeping soundly on the floor.

The first reaction is to open your mouth and scream. But she had a calmness far beyond her age, and quickly lifted her back to see that she was dressed in a tight suit, trying to recall the occasional episode before and after her coma.

She remembered that she had inexplicable purple spots, accompanied by heart palpitations, and even sometimes another self appeared in her mind, causing her to make some involuntary actions. In short, she has never let her eyebrows go, but occasionally she becomes abnormally weak.

For some special reasons, her parents did not allow her to disclose her illness to the outside world. Although she also visited many famous doctors and experts in private, no one could say a word or two about this nameless disease.

She was busy with all sorts of heavy business that was not appropriate for her age, while finding a cure in her own way.

This time I came to the Kuling Realm to do business, and I had long heard that there were all kinds of spiritual materials and strange medicines near Meng Enze, one of the top ten murderous places in the Sang Kingdom, especially the legendary clam jade was very likely to be effective for her illness. So, she quietly went there. I don't know if it was because of eating a few flavors of spiritual materials, or because of the illness itself, she finally fell headlong on the edge of a bush of reeds.

As for what happened after the coma, she slowly remembered. When I woke up for the first time, I found that I seemed to be rescued by the young man in front of me and rushed away on my back. She was only vaguely conscious, and soon fell into a coma again.

Later, in the confusion on the road, I only felt that the young man was in a hurry, one foot high and one foot low, carrying her to various hospitals.

And then last night, I woke up thirsty and seemed to have done something. By the way, it was the blue and white bowl on the wooden table, which was drunk dry by himself.

Now, I am fully awake, and most of my previous symptoms have been reduced.

How can the strange disease of many famous doctors who are helpless be alleviated?