Even though he was seriously injured, Zhimo didn't show much fragility in front of Xiao Shu, he was always very calm and calm, as if it wasn't himself who was injured.

Looking at Zhimo's indifferent and calm appearance, Xiaoshu was very distressed, but she had no choice but to pretend not to know, and then try to be as detailed as possible in some other things, so that he could live more comfortably and not so painfully.

However, that night, something happened that shocked Xiaoshu.

It was September 15th, and in recent days, he had been using spiritual power to repair the meridians and restore his injuries, and it was rare to do nothing for a day, trying to absorb spiritual power and transform it into true yuan, and when night came, Zhimo fell asleep early.

In the past few days, Zhimo's state is very bad, Xiaoshu is guarding him almost all the time, and naturally sleeps next to him at night.

In the middle of the night, Xiaoshu was awakened by the intermittent moaning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhimo was shrunk into a ball in the quilt, trembling slightly, and an intermittent voice came out, very low, and a little blurry, faintly with a little pain.

Could it be that the injury has flareed up?

At first, Xiaoshu only thought that it was an injury, after all, there had been such a situation a few days ago, and thinking of this, she was a little anxious.

"Xiaomo, are you okay?" Xiaoshu was anxious and worried, and asked while pulling his quilt.

I don't know if the quilt was entangled, she wasted a lot of effort to get the quilt open, and was about to see what the situation was with Zhimo, but she was stunned when she turned her head.

……

It's too late, wait for the revision.

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Even though he was seriously injured, Zhimo didn't show much fragility in front of Xiao Shu, he was always very calm and calm, as if it wasn't himself who was injured.

Looking at Zhimo's indifferent and calm appearance, Xiaoshu was very distressed, but she had no choice but to pretend not to know, and then try to be as detailed as possible in some other things, so that he could live more comfortably and not so painfully.

However, that night, something happened that shocked Xiaoshu.

It was September 15th, and in recent days, he had been using spiritual power to repair the meridians and restore his injuries, and it was rare to do nothing for a day, trying to absorb spiritual power and transform it into true yuan, and when night came, Zhimo fell asleep early.

In the past few days, Zhimo's state is very bad, Xiaoshu is guarding him almost all the time, and naturally sleeps next to him at night.

In the middle of the night, Xiaoshu was awakened by the intermittent moaning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhimo was shrunk into a ball in the quilt, trembling slightly, and an intermittent voice came out, very low, and a little blurry, faintly with a little pain.

Could it be that the injury has flareed up?

At first, Xiaoshu only thought that it was an injury, after all, there had been such a situation a few days ago, and thinking of this, she was a little anxious.

"Xiaomo, are you okay?" Xiaoshu was anxious and worried, and asked while pulling his quilt.

I don't know if the quilt was entangled, she wasted a lot of effort to get the quilt open, and was about to see what the situation was with Zhimo, but she was stunned when she turned her head.

There was no figure of Zhimo on the bed, and there was a mass of things about the size of hers lying in the bed, silver-gray, fluffy, curled up and trembling slightly.

She leaned closer, and by the bright moonlight, she could finally see clearly, it was......

A small lump, curled up, looking a little pitiful.