Chapter 59: Babbling in Illness
Zhong Wan dragged his tired body.
The mourned returned to the house.
In the east, the white belly of the fish appeared.
Everything is in place.
In the morning mist, the Fenglin Temple is even more mysterious.
Zhong Wan tossed and turned on the bed with two heavy dark circles under her eyes.
Since I couldn't sleep, I simply got up and gave alms.
Zhong Wan glanced at the sportswear on his body that was still yesterday.
He frowned slightly and sighed slightly.
Only then did he drag his heavy body and grope his way out of bed.
"Squeak"
The door opened.
As far as the eye could see, it was gray.
The air in the distance was like thick milk, soaking the Wind Forest Temple inside.
"Ahh
Zhong Wan sneezed three times in succession.
It stands out in the midst of silence.
The chill of late autumn nights.
It was originally bone-chilling weather.
Zhong Wan had been on the cloister for so long, and he had already let the autumn wind blow into his spinal cord.
Zhong Wan thought that he probably hadn't slept all night, and got up a little violently.
Leaning against the door frame, I can't help but feel a little groggy and tired.
"Uh...... Hypoglycemia? ”
"Hehe, is this body really useless?"
Zhong Wan's cold little hand rubbed her forehead and laughed softly.
Zhong Wan's expression was sluggish.
The extreme discomfort of her body made her give up the idea of giving, and she swayed and fell into the heavy curtain......
When the final curtain dissipated, the brilliant morning glow covered the entire horizon.
The sun is about to rise.
"Lord Zhong Wan!"
The fragrance is lingering.
The big and the little ones ran into the house on time, and the bodies of the two seemed to be much better, and the overall complexion was vibrant.
Xiao Lu also used a small tray to carry a cup of ruddy tea in his hand, and there were three or five small tea cakes neatly lined up next to the delicate teacup.
"Lord Zhong Wan?"
Da Lu nodded his feet briskly.
Humming an inexplicable minor tune, he pulled back the intricate curtain on the window frame.
Soft daylight from the draper.
Sprinkle gently all over the room.
Zhong Wan's head was heavy, her throat was a little dry, and she mumbled silently.
"Lord Zhong Wan! Wake up soon~~~"
Da Lu thought that Zhong Wan was pretending to be asleep, pinching his throat and making a sissy sound.
Xiao Lu rolled her eyes helplessly.
……
Zhong Wan did not move for a long time.
Only then did Da Lu and Xiao Lu realize the seriousness of the situation.
Xiao Lu hurriedly put down the tray he was holding in his hand, and walked to Zhong Wan's side in three steps and two steps.
"Lord Zhong Wan, it's rude!"
Xiao Lu stretched out his small, somewhat swarthy arm, and his little hand touched Zhong Wan's slender wrist.
It's hot!! What a temperature it is!
"Lord Zhong Wan, this is sick! The pulse corresponds to the wind chill! Probably because I was too frightened yesterday......"
Xiao Lu was a little flustered.
"What a good thing that is! I'm going to find Naru-sama! ”
Da Lu left such a sentence, flew out, and disappeared without a trace......
"Naruto-sama is elusive, you ......"
Xiao Lu only said half a sentence, and the rest could only be swallowed back into his stomach.
Xiao Lu pulled the thick brocade quilt and covered Zhong Wan tightly.
"Hmm...... Hot ......"
Just covered it tightly, Zhong Wan, who was not honest, had already kicked off the quilt, Xiao Yu pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and covered Zhong Wan tighter with the nagging in his mouth.
Gu Ying's crimson lantern eyes have been wandering in Zhong Wan's dream.
Ups and downs, lingering.
Zhong Wan's only feeling was that her body was getting smaller and smaller.
The darkness and the occasional chill were gradually eating away at her, and her eyes were on her......
Zhong Wan's body was like mud.
It collapsed softly in the quilt, as if it had no spine.
She kept babbling, her hands restlessly trying to push the dream away, but failed.
Like an old mother, Xiao Lu moistened the handkerchief and gently wiped Zhong Wan's head.