"That's it, it's in bed." The white-hated onicha stammered.

"On the bed?" Yan Bei looked at the slender figure lying on the bed, and could still hear the faint sound of breathing, pointed at him in disbelief, frowned and asked, "Are you sure this person is dead?" ”

"It's not dead, it's just, it's just that the time has come......," the black-hated ghost almost said.

God knows why something that would have been justified was said to be so weak-hearted.

"Is the time?" Yan Bei asked again, only to think that something must have gone wrong.

Obviously, according to the plot line of the script, Su Yunqi will still be alive and well, why did a ghost come to hook the soul?

It's not scientific!

"Don't find the wrong person, if you hook the wrong soul, I will report to the Hades Palace!" Yan Bei threatened in a cold voice.

The voice is not very loud, the coercion has not been released, and even the confidence is not very sufficient, which is quite vexatious.

But it's just such a sentence, which scared the two ghosts out of a cold sweat, feeling that if they stayed here any longer, they would have to play sooner or later.

Under the inexplicable fear, the two ghosts glanced at each other, nodded, and suddenly said in unison: "Then let's go back and take a look at the book of life and death, and come back after confirmation!" ”

When the words fell, the person had already disappeared into the room as green smoke, and the whole room was quiet, only the faint breathing of the person on the bed.

Yan Bei: Is it so sloppy?

"Uh-huh......"

Just as he was feeling inexplicable, the person on the bed suddenly let out a painful groan, which instantly pulled Yan Bei's thoughts back.

Quickly stepped forward and opened the curtain to see that Su Yunqi on the bed was pale, and his breathing began to become rapid, faintly meaning that he couldn't breathe.

Obviously, he was sick, and although the cause of his illness was unknown, Yan Bei also knew that he couldn't put it off any longer.

It's time for her to make a move.

The hands were lifted upward, the mana condensed on them, the palms of the hands were gently turned up and down, and the white light poured out, and thousands of strands turned into a strand, flying from Su Yunqi's nose into the body, from the throat to the internal organs, finding the broken heart, and repairing it with spiritual power little by little.

Time passed slowly unconsciously, and soon, the rooster crowed, and the breathing of the person on the bed began to become steady, but only one-fifth of the night was repaired, and in the following days, Yan Bei had to find an opportunity to repair the unrepaired part.

However, it was only one night, and the spiritual power stored in her body had almost been consumed, and she would have to rest for at least two or three days before she could help Su Yunqi with her next repair.

After all, he is not an immortal, and he is not skilled in repairing spells, so it is already very good to have such efficiency in one night.

The sky was already bright, and when he heard a slight noise from the side room, just as the last wisp of spiritual energy had been exhausted, Yan Bei withdrew his hand.

After a moment of pranayama, he set off to the side room.

Opening the dilapidated wooden door, Xuan'er, who should have been sleeping on the bed, had already climbed up, and was looking around blankly with her eyes open, not completely awake.

Hearing the movement at the door, he turned his head to look over, and saw Yan Bei walking towards him with a smile, suddenly a little shy, and plunged his head into the quilt, only revealing a high butt and revealing his head, which was very cute.

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?" Yan Bei walked over and stood beside the bed and asked funny.

The little guy buried in the quilt shook his head and didn't squeak.

Yan Bei knew that he might be a little embarrassed, so he didn't reluctantly pull him out of the quilt, and while combing his hair with his fingers, he instructed:

"Then you go later, my mother will go and get you something delicious first."

Saying that, afraid that he would stuff himself, he walked over and pulled the quilt away, and then went to the kitchen with a helpless smile to prepare breakfast and the medicine that Su Yunqi wanted to drink.

【Ding! Mother's +20, current Mother's value is 30/100]

When the prompt suddenly sounded, Yan Bei was lighting a fire, first his hands trembled, and then recovered, but the corners of his mouth curled up more and more.

Xuan'er had already dressed and got up, ran to the kitchen door to take a look, and saw that Yan Bei didn't mean to shout that he was working, so he scratched his head secretly, and simply picked up a broom and swept the ground.

After sweeping the floor, seeing that he still didn't get the order, after a few entanglements, he touched into Su Yunqi's house, ready to share his current mood with his father.

But as soon as I entered the door, I was startled by the tall figure in the house.

"Chatter......." A vague whisper, coupled with the surprised little face, is enough to express the excitement in the villain's heart.

Daddy actually got out of bed!

In the morning, my father was the weakest, and it was difficult to even breathe, so he couldn't get out of bed at all.

Su Yunqi heard the movement of the villain at the door, and immediately put away the surprise in her heart, turned her head and asked, "Xuan'er, where is your mother?" ”

Xuan'er subconsciously raised her hand and pointed to the kitchen.

Su Yunqi nodded, walked out, and when she passed by Xiao Xuan'er, she couldn't help bending down, intending to pick him up, but she didn't expect him to overestimate his current situation, so he lifted Xuan'er up, and before he could hold his hand, he felt a little weak.

hurriedly put Xuan'er down, and only then did a tragedy be averted.

It seems that he was still happy too early, and when he woke up today, he found that his body was much more comfortable, and he thought that his dilapidated body would suddenly heal overnight.

Now it seems that I still think too much.

"Alas~" Shaking her head helplessly, Su Yunqi took Xuan'er's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

Although the sage book he read said that the gentleman was far away from cooking, Su Yunqi didn't have so many scruples, he just wanted to find Yan Bei quickly now and ask the doubts in his heart.

Walking into the kitchen, looking at Yan Bei who was busy in front of the stove, Su Yunqi stood still, took a deep breath with some excitement, and then asked:

"Lady, the medicine you brought yesterday seems to have a miraculous effect, I just woke up today, I feel much lighter, I can go down to the ground and walk around, I don't know which flavors are prescribed?"

"I don't know, anyway, the medicine bag is in your house, if you want to know, go see it yourself." Yan Bei replied casually while serving the porridge.

Su Yunqi couldn't help frowning when she heard her perfunctory tone.

Why is she not happy at all when he is well?

I already knew that this would be the result, so what's there to be happy about? Yan Bei secretly complained in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Yunqi still standing in the kitchen, simply put down the porridge in his hand, and beckoned to him: "Seeing that you are bored, help me bring the porridge to the house." ”

explained, once again devoted himself to the cause of stir-frying, and he didn't mean to deal with Su Yunqi at all, which made Su Yunqi inexplicably embarrassed.

But fortunately, there was Xuan'er by his side, although it didn't work, but Su Yunqi guessed that if he was the only one in the same space as her, he would definitely want to dig a hole in the ground and get in.

Nodding and honestly taking the porridge bowl away, Su Yunqi gave up continuing to exchange joy with Yan Bei.