Chapter 69: The Tao Family's Father and Son

"Ah~hehe~" Tao Ran touched the place where he was beaten and smirked flatteringly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 As for the five people on the ground, it's good to die, so that they won't continue to harm others. Even I feel a lot safer.

"You're amazing!" Tao Ran looked at Su Xiaoye with shining eyes, and said with a look of adoration. If only I could be so powerful, Tao Ran thought of his ability a little dejected, and it was completely a chicken rib existence.

"You're not bad either." In this world now, there are very few people who dare to stand up under such circumstances. "It's a bit silly, though." Su Xiaoye said unceremoniously, I have never seen anyone standing there stupidly and closing their eyes and waiting for death.

Tao Ran moved his mouth, not knowing how to refute, he did give up on himself a little in the end. If you don't have yourself like this, you might as well die. That was what he thought at the time, but he knew it was a rather selfish thought. My father is still lying on the bed waiting for him~

By the way, father~ Thinking that he had been out for so long, his father must have been worried, Tao Ran tightened the sack in his hand and walked towards a low earthen house in the alley. After taking a few steps, he remembered Su Xiaoye, who was still there, he turned around and hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want to come in and sit?" However, after asking, he regretted it, because his house was like that, and it was really difficult to greet guests.

"Okay." It turned out that his house was in this alley, no wonder he happened to appear here. Su Xiaoye thought to herself. Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoye really agreed, Tao Ran could only bite the bullet and invite Su Xiaoye into the house.

And Su Xiaoye, who followed Tao Ran into the house, looked at his wrinkled bitter gourd face and felt very funny. The reason why she agreed to go in and sit down was because she smelled a rancid smell and a faint smell of herbs wafting out of the room, so she was a little curious. So I followed.

"Is Ran'er back? Ahem~" Suddenly, a weak and hoarse voice came out of the house, accompanied by several coughs.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and Su Xiaoye could only vaguely see a laughing iron frame bed in the room, and a figure lying on it, hearing the sound of the door, struggled to move.

"Father~ I'm back." Tao Ran hurriedly turned on the light, then put down the sack that had been holding in his arms, walked quickly to the bed and said.

Through the dim lamp, Su Xiaoye saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed, a fishy smell mixed with the fragrance of herbs kept pouring out as he struggled.

"Lie down, don't move~" Tao Ran hurriedly held down his struggling father, he was afraid that if he moved too much, the toxins in his body would rise to his head.

"Alas~It's all me who has caused you to be affected~" The middle-aged man obediently stopped moving, but covered his eyes with his arms and said painfully.

"Father~" Tao Ran called out sadly, he didn't know the pain in his father's heart, he had been lying in bed for half a month since he was poisoned and injured, and the toxins in his body were tormenting him all the time, if it weren't for the fear of not being able to rest assured, maybe his father would have chosen to end his life~

Ever since he stepped into this room, Su Xiaoye had stood quietly aside, without making a sound to wake up Tao Ran, who had forgotten him. She looked around the little house, and there was only a single room, a small iron-framed bed, and a worn sofa with a torn and thin quilt. There was also a small stool lying alone beside the iron-framed bed, and there was no extra furniture.

In the corner of the room, there was an earthen stove with a small medicine stove on it, and the smell of Chinese medicine came from there. It's almost the same as the house in the slum when she first came into this world.

Seeing the medicine stove, Su Xiaoye's heart moved, and he checked the information of the middle-aged man lying on the bed.

Tao Shiming, a second-order martial artist, is in a state of poisoning.

It's just some simple information, but at this moment, Tao Shiming is covered in green, obviously poisoned. And his health bar was more than half empty, and only a small half was struggling to support it.

"Ah~" Tao Ran, who was still in sadness, finally remembered the guest he invited into the house, he hurriedly turned around, and saw Su Xiaoye standing not far from the door looking at him.

"I'm so embarrassed!" Tao Ran blushed, he felt that he was simply embarrassed today. "By the way, my name is Tao Ran, Tao Yuanming's Tao, and then I don't know what to call you?"

"Su Xiaoye." Su Xiaoye, who had already checked Tao Ran's information, of course knew what his name was, but she didn't show it, she just said her name.

"That Miss Su~ Look, I shouldn't have invited you over just now~" Tao Ran grabbed the corner of his clothes and said to Su Xiaoye with a worried face. He was also dizzy just now, so he would say the words of invitation, his home was so dirty and smelly, it was not suitable to invite others to be a guest at all.

What's more, she is still cleanly dressed, and at first glance, she is Su Xiaoye, who has a good quality of life. He looked at the messy home a little helplessly, not knowing what to do.

"Ran'er, are there any guests coming?" Tao Shiming, who was lying on the bed weakly, turned his head to look when he heard his son talking to others. Try to keep your eyes open, trying to see clearly. However, because the toxin had damaged his nerves, he could only see a vague figure standing opposite his son.

"This~ yes." Tao Ran hesitated a little about his father's inquiry, but still told the truth.

"Really, come and help me sit up~" Tao Shiming said to Tao Ran anxiously, looking more eager. Originally, before the end of the world, they were a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and they attached great importance to traditional etiquette, and even now, these thoughts that have been engraved into their bones will not change.

"Father~" Tao Ran pleaded in his voice, he didn't want his father to move, and then accelerate the erosion of the toxin. But he couldn't refute his father's face in front of outsiders, and he looked at Su Xiaoye with some embarrassment.

"Uncle, you are injured, so you should lie down." Su Xiaoye came to the bedside, smiled and comforted Tao Shiming and said. She didn't care about these false courtesies, and in the face of an injured person and an elder, she should be the accommodating party.

"Alas~ girl, it's rude!" Tao Shiming obediently stopped moving when he heard this, but he still politely apologized to Su Xiaoye. His heart was full of pain, and now he couldn't even move, it was really a torture.

"Get out of the way, uncle." As if infected with his grief, Su Xiaoye's mood also became heavy. After thinking about it, she took out a primary bottle of antidote from the package and handed it to Tao Ran, who was also sad. (To be continued.) )