Liu Muguan was lying in the room.

Miao Zhen guarded outside with a secret horse, staring at her strictly, she couldn't fly for a while, and she was ashamed to see people, so she could only lie in the room and pretend to be dead.

Hearing Aunt Yun's words, she put the quilt on her head, it's over, is the spirit tablet so broken that it can't be repaired?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she's sorry for herself.

She really didn't mean to destroy her own spirit card.

Well, that's right, she did it on purpose.

Sheng Yumo wants to come to Xingshi to ask about the guilt, anyway, she is not afraid of losing her two-skinned face, she is a coquettish and cute pretending to be obedient, he can still chew her and eat it?

"Miss Guan, open the door, please......" I don't know how Miss Guan got it, Aunt Yun can't open this door, "Mo Shao is really wrong, he's going to die, he's going to die......"

Liu Muguan rolled over and got up.

She opened the door with excitement on her face, "When is he going to die?" Is the legacy left to me? ”

Aunt Yun is still in the mood to joke with her.

As soon as she grabbed her, she dragged her to Sheng Yumo's bedroom.

"He's really wrong, you don't know, he used to be like this when you first went," Aunt Yun cried urgently, "You go and see him, you go and save him......"

The bedroom door was still wide open.

As soon as Liu Muguan arrived, he saw Sheng Yumo kneeling on the cold floor of the room, curled up, trembling to the point of convulsions.

She was startled by him, and hurriedly ran over, squatted down, and grabbed his shoulder, "Sheng Yumo!" ”

His face was as white as a dead man, but his eyes were frighteningly black, and there was a light in them, which were indeed fragmented and scattered, and his lips were not colorless, and they trembled slightly, as if to say something.

Cold sweat dripped down, and he bit his lip until the bite bleed.

"Sheng Yumo ......" Liu Muguan dragged his hand, but his entire arm was in a state of rigidity, so stiff that he didn't look like a living thing.

She looked down and saw that the thing in his arms was a spirit tablet that was about to break.

"You let go......" she tugged at the thing.

Sheng Yumo fell to the side.

"Guanguan ......" He looked like a drowning man, cold and soaked, and could only hold on to the driftwood in his arms, "Guanguan ......"

"Aunt Yun!" Liu Muguan shouted.

"The ...... here" Aunt Yun is not far away.

"Do you have any medicine?" She asked.

She dared to conclude that it was not the first time that Sheng Yumo had done this.

Aunt Yun didn't have time to wipe her tears, "There is an injection, and he won't take the medicine...... I—I'm going to get ......."

Liu Muguan didn't dare to touch him, he seemed to have no life, and he was so cold that it was frightening.

But she eventually leaned down and hugged him.

"Brother Yumo......" she called him, "Brother Yumo...... It's me, I'm Guanguan......"

Aunt Yun came over with the medicine.

"This ...... It's overdue......" she was completely at a loss.

Mo Shao hasn't been like this for a long time.

Liu Muguan glanced at it, it was an antispasmodic injection drug, which had expired for three months, and she didn't dare to use it.

"Turn up the room temperature a little," she instructed Aunt Yun, who propped herself up and wanted to get a blanket for him.

However, as soon as she moved, Sheng Yumo grabbed her.

It was so powerful that her arm wanted to be ripped off her body.

Liu Muguan gritted her teeth and endured the pain, she lay down on her side and whispered in his ear, "Brother, brother, you scratched me, can you loosen up a little?" Can you relax? You're hurting ......"

As she spoke, her other hand kept caressing his back.