How long has Luo Xiyu not been so happy to cook, since she came to Cheng Mansion, and she is pregnant, she basically doesn't need to do anything in the kitchen, and at this time no one can say that she can't move, she entered the kitchen with her stomach up, happily picking fresh vegetables, bringing the best white noodles, buying the most tender tofu, picking the freshest lotus leaves, and making people raise the fire, she rolled up her sleeves and sweated the tip of her nose to make the lotus leaf steamed tofu balls that person likes to eat.

He also got assorted honeycomb tofu, fresh walnut kernels in milk soup that nourished his body and brain, as well as his favorite golden shortbread and silk apples, and wanted to get some tamales, but he thought that he wanted to be weak, so he stewed bamboo chicken with lion's mane mushrooms stewed in the kitchen last night, filled a small bowl with nutritious chicken broth, and then hurriedly served it.

When she went in, there were twelve swords standing outside her room, and when she saw Luo Xiyu, she couldn't help but turn around and call Miss Luo, all of them seemed to be ashamed, after all, for the Holy Lord Miss Luo to have such a big belly, she was busy and busy, and she might not have slept all night.

If you want to say that the wives of the previous Holy Lords are pregnant, as long as they are pregnant with the little Holy Lord, they must be more respectful than the Holy Lord, and the clothes are the minimum standards to reach out and eat to open their mouths, and any requirements of the lady must be met, but it is really shameless and guilty to change to Miss Luo, not only was she driven out of the East Prison while pregnant, but she returned to Wuzhou by herself after a long journey, and now she has to take care of the Holy Lord with her own hands, compared to the previous ladies who do not even have one percent of the treatment.

Luo Xiyu was originally going to turn a blind eye to them, but as soon as they opened their mouths like this, she relented again, obviously these people were all masters who killed people without blinking, but in front of her, they lowered their heads like children who had made mistakes, how could people be angry, and the breath in her heart dissipated unconsciously for a while.

She couldn't help but glance at them: "If you don't eat, don't eat a meal, stay into an immortal, and who are you in this black robe to scare?" This is Wuzhou, not East Prison, even if you are not afraid of the government, we still want to eat with peace of mind, this is Cheng Zhai, hurry up and change your clothes, if you want to continue to stay, don't make trouble for others.

Also, the kitchen has a meal for you, I let them fill a pot of lion's mane mushroom stewed bamboo chicken, hurry up and eat it, don't let the kitchen people heat it over and over again, when you are an uncle? ”

In the past, when Luo Xiyu was bought by the Holy Lord, these black-robed twelve swords looked at her with their nostrils one by one, and turned a blind eye to her as if she were an ant, and she was still bowing down and flattering herself on the way, but now? Completely reversed, there is a sense of rising from a slave to a king.

Seeing that they disappeared in an instant, it is estimated that when she heard the stewed bamboo chicken with lion's mane mushrooms, her stomach was like thunder, and she ran to the kitchen to eat it as soon as she said this, can she not be hungry? I haven't eaten for a day and a night, what's the use of martial arts, no matter how high the martial arts are, it's also a human being, and you have to eat.

Luo Xiyu turned his eyes away with a wooden plate, and saw that Old Man Cheng was holding Bao'er, Bao'er had just woken up, and when she saw Luo Xiyu, she was about to reach out to hug her, Luo Xiyu hurriedly went over and kissed his little face, "Old man, I keep food for Bao'er in the kitchen, you let Aunt Liu watch it, don't let him eat snacks, let him drink more soup." ”

"Well, I know." Old Man Cheng said in a low voice: "Come in and take a look, there has been no movement for a long time." ”

Luo Xiyu nodded, and kissed Bao'er before entering the house, when she just woke up, she heard the person's stomach ringing, the hungry stomach sounding, Luo Xiyu didn't know how hungry people were, so they would make such a loud noise, thinking of a group of men in a hurry, they didn't eat themselves, not necessarily let the Holy Lord eat some of every meal, it was good to let the Holy Lord eat one meal a day, their habits and temperament, she had long been clear.

Seeing the Holy Lord lying on the bed again, she opened her eyes, how surprised Luo Xiyu was at that time, she took the pulse, the pulse was not so weak, and it seemed to be a world of difference from last night, she was very happy, shaking him to call the name of the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord's gaze looked at her, and she was so happy that she hurried to let him rest, and then went out to get something to eat.

At this time, when he entered with excitement and nervousness, he saw that Ge Lao was standing by the bed, picking up the eyelids of the Holy Lord, then looking at his ears, then touching his throat and several acupuncture points on the back of his head, and then repeatedly checking the pulse with an extremely solemn face.

When Luo Xiyu saw this, her heart sank with joy, she saw that the Holy Lord was still lying motionless on the bed, and she didn't seem to react, although she opened her eyes, but the state seemed to be wrong, and at this time, she couldn't care about the heavy words she had said to Ge Lao before, she hurriedly walked to the bed, put the plate in her hand on the table, and then looked at Ge Lao.

Ge Laozheng twisted his beard with one hand, pressed the pulse with the other hand for a while, and then pressed it again after a while, confirming it repeatedly.

Is there a problem with the pulse? Luo Xiyu's pulse was taught by Ge Lao, because there is a pharmacy, she often gives people pulses, and her skills are already mature, but she still can't compare with a miracle doctor like Ge Lao, the same pulse, Ge Lao can see more far-reaching.

After a while, he opened his eyes, put down his hand, his face was very unsightly, and he had been silently pondering.

Luo Xiyu couldn't help but touch the edge of the bed and said, "Old Ge, how is the Holy Lord?" I used to check it, and I felt that the pulse was much more stable, but last night you didn't know, the pulse seemed to disappear at any time, and it scared me......"

Ge Lao was the most invested in the doctor, if there was no one around, at this time when he heard Luo Xiyu's words, he came to his senses, glanced at her, and then nodded: "Miss Luo, I really don't know how to thank you, although the old man doesn't know how you did it, but it is true that you pulled the Holy Lord back from the ghost gate, and the Holy Lord has been able to hold on to yesterday It is the limit, after seeing the girl, his wish has been fulfilled, and it is easy to go away if he loses that strength, but the old man takes the pulse, the Holy Lord's pulse at this time is extremely stable, and the meridians on his body have recovered a lot, The blood in the heart is also circulating strongly, so there should be no worries about life for the time being......"

Saying this, Luo Xiyu didn't immediately breathe a sigh of relief, she looked at Ge Lao's solemn expression, this was not at all to tell her that the Holy Lord should have a look that was harmless.

She looked at the Holy Lord who was lying on the bed, her eyes open, and she looked like she had no focus at this time, coupled with the silence after Ge Lao finished speaking, Dao Dun felt a depressing atmosphere spread.

She realized something, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand a little tremblingly, and then put it in front of the Holy Lord's eyes and shook it, slowly getting closer and shaking it again, but the eyes didn't react, just looked straight up, and didn't even move.

This is absolutely abnormal, what's going on, she stretched out her hand to take the pulse, but she couldn't get it out, although the pulse was extremely weak, it was the pulse after a major illness and damage, and it should be okay to make up for it and nourish it, but what about the rest, she couldn't take it out, how could she not take it out.

She couldn't help but hold the weak hand of the Holy Lord with her backhand, just now she patronized and saw him open his eyes, just knowing that he was hungry, only to see his eyes moved, looking at himself without focus, he didn't speak, but she thought it was after a big injury, there was no strength, she was too happy at the time, only thinking about making food for him, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

"Old Ge, Old Ge, what's going on......" Luo Xiyu asked with some trembling.

Ge Lao sighed, "Miss Luo, don't be too sad, sit down first, let Lao Yu tell you slowly......"

"The five senses of the Holy Lord are from birth, his habits are very similar to a kind of silver-scaled snake in the womb of the mother, the five senses are strong and afraid of cold, heat and water, but it is a rare snake species with strong explosive power, the four prisons are now extinct, his vitality is extremely strong, but every time it breaks out, it shortens its lifespan, and it will explode and die after twelve times, it is the king of ten thousand snakes, and it is also the shortest-lived snake king, and the more the snake king, the weaker the reproduction, this habit also determines the fate of its extinction.

And the reason why the Holy Lord is a remnant is because the snake venom has no solution, attacking it with poison, and after the last poison is resisted, it is to send itself, turn the snake power into use, the world is invincible, if it fails, it will be poisoned on the spot and there is no possibility of survival, but there is a possibility that is rarer than success, that is the situation of the Holy Lord.

The snake venom in the body was finally devoured by a snake, forming fetal poison, although the fetal venom wanted to replace the baby, but because of the baby's strong vitality, it could not be completely occupied, and could only be stored in the body.

The Holy Lord has a power that the Holy Ancestors of the past generations cannot match, but it is relatively necessary to endure the pain that the Holy Ancestors of the past generations cannot endure, and this power is also the same as the poison in the body, it will be closer to the danger after one use, and when it is used up twelve times, it will explode and die like a silver-scaled snake.

Miss Luo already knows this, what the old man wants to say is that the Holy Lord is lucky, he successfully removed the fetal poison and survived, but he also has to lose some precious things, such as ...... Five Senses ......"

"Five senses ......" Luo Xiyu muttered, his head was a little blank for a while, but then he came to his senses: "Five senses, lost?" What does it mean Ge Lao, it won't be, it won't be ......" realized what her face "brushed" pale.

Ge Lao's face at this time was not a little better than hers, "The old man doesn't know whether the five senses of the Holy Lord are possessed by the fetal poison, or the Holy Lord is possessed by the blood of the fetal poison, so he can't tell whether it is completely lost or temporarily closed, judging from the pulse, the Holy Lord's body is seriously blocked in several places due to the broken meridians, and the serious part is the ...... of the skull."

"Although the old decay has some medical skills, but the head is the most mysterious place of man, all the five spiritual senses are gathered in it, which is extremely complex, the thinnest of which is only as thick as a cow's hair, if there is a blockage of the decay can not be distinguished, if the condition is slight, the decayed golden needle can be substituted for one or two, but the Holy Lord's situation is too serious, the five senses may have been completely sealed, such a serious blockage situation, I am afraid that the damage has been caused, even the recovery is not one percent of ordinary people......"

Luo Xiyu was shaky when she heard it, Ge Lao said in a corner, and said very tactfully, she circled these words in her mind several times before she finally understood, that is, the Holy Lord is now unable to see, his nose can not smell, his mouth cannot speak, his ears cannot hear, all his five senses have disappeared, and his spirit may have been damaged.

However, it is only a vegetative state.

But Ge Lao said that he was not sure whether the Holy Lord still had consciousness inside, if the Holy Lord had not completely lost consciousness, if there were still one or two points, then ...... So what to do? That feeling is still more uncomfortable than killing herself, and it is even more unimaginable, if it were her, she would definitely go crazy.

If Luo Xiyu was holding a plate in her hand at this time, she would definitely fall to the ground, because her hands were shaking so badly now, and the joy of cooking was shattered by the huge sadness at this time.

"Holy Lord ......" She didn't know that she could cry so much, when she was still Cheng Lan, she had never shed tears like this, she always thought that her eye sockets were deep, and it was easy not to shed tears, but now, she felt that her eye sockets were shallow to death, as long as a little bit, a little bit of news, would be tears like rain.

"What to do, what to do?" Luo Xiyu touched his fingers with his hands at a loss, and the fingers returned to the appearance of a fleshless skeleton, even skinny and bones that were thinner than when I first saw him, full of bones, so plump as jade? What about the jade bamboo-like knuckles?

Why did God treat him like this?

She choked and broke his fingers one by one, and then put her hand in his palm, he couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, how could he convey his heart to his heart, Luo Xiyu's eyes were crying for the past few days, and they were about to turn into water, and drop by drop onto the back of the Holy Lord's hand.

Waiting until six drops fell, the hand seemed to react, he seemed to feel something, his fingers moved slowly, and then slightly retracted the little hand holding her, her hand has always been so soft and boneless, warm in winter and cool in summer, the Holy Lord has always liked it very much.

When Luo Xiyu felt that hand, her voice was slightly stunned, she forgot to wipe the tears on her face, and looked fixedly, only to see that the Holy Lord was still lying there like that, motionless, her eyes were out of focus, and she didn't even blink, but at this time his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

It's just that the hand has been holding her hand, probably not moving for a long time, and the knuckles are extremely slow and clumsy, groping for the softness in the hand, as if they are distinguishing something.

He touched his wrist slowly, then rubbed it down his wrist and then against his arm, paused at his little arm, and then rubbed his thumb there.

This kind of scene, just like the first time I saw her in the garden, he was also like this, he stopped here at that time, and was slowly pulled out of her hand, Luo Xiyu saw this, and saw that the familiar fingers were moving, making extremely familiar movements.

She couldn't hold back her crying anymore, her hand held his hand tightly, and then lay on top of him, hugging his waist, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, she cried and pronounced his name, "Jing Prison, Jing Prison, Jing Prison......"

"Ge Lao, he is the Holy Lord, it is him, he is still here, he has not lost consciousness, he is still the Holy Lord, but what should Ge Lao do? But what to do, who can come to his rescue......" She cried dumbly, and couldn't help but put her hand to her mouth and gnaw in pain.

It seemed that only pain could keep her awake for a moment.

But the person in front of him, he couldn't hear, couldn't see, and couldn't speak, he could only stretch out his barely able hand and touch it slowly, touch her head, pause, touch her shoulder and pause, then stop at her back, and then slowly stroke up and down, like a habitual action.

Did he know she was crying?

That action similar to appeasement completely detonated Luo Xiyu's tear ducts.

Why, he has suffered so much, God, how can you bear to deprive him of his eyes, his ears, and everything, so that he can live in such pain, more painfully than death.

How can I bear it in my heart, how can I bear it in my heart?

And the Holy Lord's movements, how could Ge Lao not see it, when he saw Miss Luo in the garden, the Holy Lord rubbed Miss Luo's arm like that, which was clear at that time because Ge Lao did not close his eyes.

He was shocked, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and standing up: "Miss Luo, you take care of the Holy Lord for a few days, Lao Yu has to go to his old friend to see if there is a drug that stimulates the five senses, but no, Lao Yu also wants to find some rare herbs to remove stasis to try, even if it can only recover thirty percent, it's good......."

There is no better way now, if it was in the past, Ge Lao would not be able to leave the Holy Lord half a step, but now that Miss Luo is taking care of him, he is extremely relieved, and after being relieved, he thought that his friend still has a rare medicine that can continue his muscles and veins, but his old friend regards it as his life, but this time there is no way, he must be cheeky to go again, even if it costs a lot of money, he has to take it.

Because this blood congestion of ordinary herbs can not be completely removed, and the effect of the medicine is extremely slow, a few years, more than ten years, when the time comes, it will go, and it will also lose a lot of consciousness and function, and this kind of blood congestion is much easier for people who practice martial arts, only need to impulse the meridians with internal force, blood and stasis, but the Holy Lord meridians are completely broken, unable to run internal force, compared to normal people, so you must first continue the meridians to pass the congestion......

Ge Lao didn't dare to delay for a moment, and Luo Xiyu was already crying hoarsely, crying dry tears, she cheered up again, got up from his arms, and then reached out to caress his eyes, and kept his eyes open without blinking, which was extremely damaging to Eyes, she didn't want to wait until Ge Lao came back with the medicine, but his eyes were wrong again.

She wiped the tears from her face, then kissed his thin face, and then reached out to take the porridge bowl on the table, this is the holy lord's favorite fish porridge, she made it not fishy at all, the fish has melted into the rice, with a little umami, it is very refreshing to eat.

I don't know if the Holy Lord can still eat the taste of what she makes, when he used to have a bad mouth, he frowned at everything he ate, he thought this was fishy, that was salty, sometimes she was picky and wanted to buckle the rice bowl on his face, and the turtle hair was annoying.

But now, she thought that he could be more picky, and I was afraid that he couldn't pick it out, she snorted sadly, although her heart was uncomfortable to death, but she didn't want him to starve, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see, he couldn't speak, he was hungry, thirsty, cold, uncomfortable, she didn't know, the child was uncomfortable and could cry, but he couldn't even cry, so pitiful, so uncomfortable, she almost felt the same love, even if it was more sad, she didn't want him to be hungry.

At this time, the porridge was still warm, she scooped half a mouthful with a spoon, the porridge was slightly viscous after a while, the taste was just right, she gently sent the spoon to his mouth, touched his lips, probably couldn't smell or see, he didn't know what it was, and didn't open his mouth.

It wasn't until he touched it a few times in a row, and his lips were stained with porridge, that he opened his mouth and ate the porridge, probably because he was hungry, he swallowed very fast, and barely chewed a few times, Luo Xiyu moved closer to him for the convenience of feeding, and then carefully wiped his mouth and fed him porridge.

After feeding the porridge and feeding a few spoonfuls of water, and then wiped the corners of his mouth, "Eat slowly, there are still a lot of them, I'm hungry, I feel hungry and my body is about to recover, I also made your favorite tofu balls, I used to think that the tofu of the balls was a little old, this time I used the tender one, you eat and see, see if it's delicious......"

After Luo Xiyu finished feeding the water, he fed a mouthful of meatballs, in the past, when the Holy Lord encountered food, he must chew it slowly and taste it for a while, because for his harsh five senses, such a counterpart food is really a rare enjoyment for himself.

But the enjoyment at this time is like chewing wax, only a few chews and swallowed, not picky about anything, what to feed and eat, what a worry-free thing, but Luo Xiyu is crying and feeding, the Holy Lord can't eat anything, no matter what is delicious or not, she always thought about how good it would be if the Holy Lord was not so picky, but when this moment came, she wanted to go back to the original Holy Lord, the original one who ate everything was disgusted, and when she met someone she liked, she didn't say she liked it, but only asked her to do it again next time.

She fed him the chicken soup in one mouthful, reached out and touched his abdomen, but she didn't dare to feed it again, I don't know how long he hadn't eaten, I was afraid that it would hurt my stomach if I fed too much, she wiped away her tears, and put some powder to cover the red corners of her eyes.

Only then did the people put away the dishes and bowls, and then wiped his body with a cloth towel dipped in water, so that he was so refreshed, the Holy Lord just lost his five senses, and his body was still able to move, but because he had been lying down for such a long time, I was afraid that he would not be able to move all of a sudden.

She called the Twelve Swords in, she couldn't just wait for Ge Lao, she didn't dare to pin her hopes only on Ge Lao, she also had to find a way, even if it was to help a little bit, to save some is some, even if he no longer returns to the way he was before, at least he has to be like a normal person.

She asked the twelve swords to massage the Holy Lord, because the meridians of the Holy Lord's body had been broken and he could not transmit internal force, if he could get up as soon as possible and get off the ground, he had to massage to make him recover faster.

Obviously, the technique of the twelve swords is good, Luo Xiyu has seen this kind of long-term bed rehabilitation, so he let the twelve swords rub the muscles on his arms and legs little by little, probably feeling something, the holy lord's whole body collapsed and tensed up a little nervously, and his hands were held tightly, it seemed to be anger towards the unknown, and it seemed to be fear.

He took Luo Xiyu's hand, as if pulling hard in his direction, as if to protect her, and then let go of his hand and grabbed it himself, as if he wanted her to go by herself and didn't need to pay attention to him.

Don't ask Luo Xiyu how to know and how to interpret it, she just knows that the Holy Lord has always been like this, leaving the opportunity of life to her and bearing it silently, Luo Xiyu will never allow him to escape this time, and grabbed his hand with both hands.

No matter how clumsy he tried to shake it off, he couldn't succeed, with the movement of the twelve swords, he seemed to feel a burst of heat in his body, and seemed to be able to move, and his legs were even bent, before he finally slowly relaxed, and let Luo Xiyu hold him.

It wasn't until he pressed it for two hours that his stiff body finally softened, and Luo Xiyu asked people to carry it into the bath bucket, which was mixed with the juice of magnolia flowers dissolving water, and then helped the Holy Lord into the bath bucket with the twelve swords.

Luo Xiyu didn't know how much effect the magnolia flower had on the blood congestion of the Holy Lord's body, even if it was only half a point, she had to try, she soaked the Holy Lord in water, scrubbed him, and then washed his ears with water, and his eyes were clear.

Soak until the water is cold, change him into clean clothes, and return to the bed comfortably, Luo Xiyu washed his hands, squeezed out the light blue juice of the light blue magnolia, and then carefully dripped it into the eyes and ears of the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord was extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to move his head several times, but Luo Xiyu couldn't explain it to him, he couldn't hear it, so he had to kiss him every time and let him know that it was himself, and after knowing that it was himself, he would calm down and let her drip water into his ears motionlessly.

Luo Xiyu is also a blind cat hit a dead mouse, and at night, when she wiped his face and ears with a cloth towel, she found that there was a light layer of red blood juice on the white cloth towel, which was not to discharge the blood in her body, and she couldn't help but ignite hope in her heart.

When she hugged him to sleep at night, she hugged his arm and said a lot of words in his ear, but he couldn't hear a word, but he just kept moving his head, as if he wanted to hear clearly, and seemed to want to get rid of this state of inaudibleness, when Luo Xiyu saw that his ears moved slightly, and his hand held her tightly, as if he knew that she was talking, but he was unwilling to hear clearly.

This kind of reaction is much better than yesterday, she couldn't help but be overjoyed and choked, hurriedly got up and took out the bottle from the cabinet, and dripped two drops of flower juice on his eyes and ears, this time, he honestly lay there and let her fiddle with it, after getting it done, Luo Xiyu slowly lay down beside him, couldn't help but approach him, and kept kissing his cheeks, eyes, and ears a little greedily, and tears of joy fell on his face.

But he didn't move, unprecedentedly calm, just holding her hand with his big palm, tightly, not relaxing.