Chapter Seventy-Five: Update

Soon, Mu Zi inhaled all the spiritual power into her body, gently put the stone that still maintained the shape of a drop of water on the table, and began to treat Aunt Song.

Aunt Song's heart failure was exhausted, although the overall situation was much more serious than Xue Jincheng's, but Mu Zi only repaired her heart veins, but in fact, she didn't use much spiritual power.

Because of this, Mu Zi did not exhaust all the spiritual power in his body like he had treated Xue Jincheng before, and he did not make much effort to repair his heart veins, and Mu Zi still had a ruddy complexion.

Just when Mu Zi was about to stop, the spiritual power in her body suddenly broke away from her body uncontrollably and burrowed into Aunt Song's body.

Mu Zi was a little flustered by this sudden change, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but her palm seemed to be glued to Aunt Song's chest, and she couldn't move it no matter what.

The spiritual power contained in the white stone is not much, and at this rate of loss, it is a matter of blink of an eye.

Soon, the spiritual power that had just been gathered in Mu Zi's dantian quickly disappeared, not only that, but Aunt Song's body was like a large suction field, and all the spiritual energy that had just been nourished and moisturized in Mu Zi's body was sucked away without letting go.

Soon, Mu Zi only felt that his physical strength was exhausted, the strength and consciousness of his body were withdrawn in an instant, his legs were weak, and the whole person fell.

The direction in which she fell was facing a small table, on which was placed a tea bowl that was knocked to the ground by Mu Zi.

When Xue Jincheng entered Aunt Song's courtyard, he happened to hear the sound of the tea bowl breaking, and his eyes froze, "What's the matter?" ”

Ah Gui was standing outside the door, and when she heard the movement, she instinctively wanted to open the door, but she wanted to reverse Mu Zi's previous advice, so she hesitated, "Miss? Are you alright, Miss? ”

The room was quiet, there was no response, Ah Gui was a little anxious, raised his hand and wanted to open the door, but Xue Jincheng took the first step, kicked the door open past her, and flew into the house with a wheelchair.

Mu Zi fell unconscious to the ground, pale and bloodless. Xue Jincheng was stimulated by just one glance, and the anger in his eyes soared. He stood up and strode forward to hug Mu Ziheng.

Seeing this, Xue Liu, who came in later, happened to see the scene where Xue Jincheng stood up, and hurriedly turned around, covered the door, and blocked the view from the outside.

Ah Gui was also frightened when he saw Mu Zi fall to the ground, and the scene when Mu Zi fainted a few days ago and couldn't even detect his pulse was still vivid.

"Xue Liu!" Xue Jin let out a low snort, and Xue Liu hurriedly stepped forward to diagnose Mu Zi's pulse.

Ah Gui stared at the three people in front of him with a daze, tears rolling in his eyes.

Xue Liu didn't speak for a long time, his brows furrowed slightly, his face was a little bad, Ah Gui couldn't hold his breath, and said eagerly, "What's wrong with my young lady?" ”

Xue Liu was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xue Jincheng's dark and deep eyes, which seemed to be brewing some stormy waves, Xue Liu hurriedly lowered his head, and said under great pressure, "Mrs. Shizi's pulse is a little strange, her pulse is weak, it seems like she is exhausted...... There is a tendency to heart failure......"

Every time he said a word, the green tendons on Xue Jincheng's arm jumped twice viciously, and Xue Liu finally closed his mouth with difficulty.

Xue Jincheng suddenly turned his head to look at Aunt Song on the bed, with a strong killing intent in his eyes, and after a while, he clenched his fists and said in a suppressed voice, "Go see her!" ”