I was scrambling to help him cook, and when I touched his cheek, I realized that it was terrifyingly hot.

I quickly poured cold water and dipped a cotton cloth to wipe his forehead and palms, only to see that his black skin, which had just been blackened, was now as red as a boiled shrimp, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

Zhengwei The cotton cloth he was wiping his palm was suddenly grabbed by him, only to see Qin Lang gritting his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead bursting up, obviously suffering a lot of pain, but he turned his head away and didn't let me see it.

"I know you're uncomfortable, but hold on, don't fall asleep!" As his body temperature continued to soar, my heart was also tormented as if I was boiling a pot, so I could only keep keeping my forehead cold for him, and babbling in his ear to prevent him from passing out.

It was a long night for me. Qin Lang was sometimes scorching and unbearable, sometimes shivering coldly, and repeated it several times. The blood was vomited countless times, and I was very worried that he would lose too much blood.

But he did have a perseverance that ordinary people could hardly match, and in the endless torture of ice and fire, he always gritted his teeth and kept silent, allowing me to babble in his ear and sing songs softly.

Before you know it, it's dawn.

When the old Taoist priest walked in, I was unaware, but I just fell on the side of the bed and shook his hand, and whispered in his ear: "I have a little donkey that I never ride......

The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Lang's face, and wanted to pull his hand out of my hand to check the pulse, but at this time, the girl and I looked like a demonic barrier, holding Qin Lang's hand and not letting go, looking like who was robbing me and who was desperate. The old Taoist priest shook his head and had to take his other hand.

"The pulse is calm." The old Taoist priest nodded, raised his hand and rolled Qin Lang's eyelids, "Most of the poison in the body has been removed, and there is no worry about life." ”

"Thank you, senior." Qin Lang thanked softly.

The old Taoist priest looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "You can survive this night, you are a kind!" As for the girl, you ......."

However, after I heard him say the words "nameless worries", my eyes were already dark, and I collapsed.

Girl, I have never slept so deeply and soundly in my previous life and in this life.

In the dream, Jiang Xinyue and Tang Weiwei went shopping arm in arm, Tang Weiwei tried on a favorite skirt, but shook her head at the price tag and sighed. Jiang Xinyue bought the skirt without trying, but the next day she pretended to be melancholy and said to Tang Weiwei: "My mother said that this skirt is not suitable for me at all, and they won't return it, so it's troublesome...... Why don't you wear it for a few days? ”

Tang Weiwei knew the "trouble" in Jiang Xinyue's mouth, took the skirt and said angrily: "You always throw the pot at me for your trouble, are you embarrassed?" A pair of clear eyes flashed with gratitude.

And I watched coldly in the dream, but I realized that Tang Weiwei didn't seem to wear this skirt after that.

She obviously liked it very much, so where did this skirt go?

I couldn't help but shudder and woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the slender phoenix eyes enveloped in soft mist.

"Awake?" He smiled softly and raised his hand to comb a few strands of hair on my forehead.

"Why are you up?" I quickly struggled to sit up, looked at his bloodless face and said in disgust, "I just wandered all night in front of the ghost gate, why don't you lie down and rest, what are you running around?"