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Ling Han opened his eyes, and there was a vast expanse of snow in front of him, and the snowflakes were still floating wantonly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe last snow Ling Han saw was the time when he was separated from his parents forever, Ling Han looked at the snowflakes in front of him, hazy, and seemed to see the pair of men and women under the snowdrift, both of whom were his closest relatives, and Ling Han's eyes were suddenly moist.

A cold wind blew, and snowflakes fell on Ling Han's head and face.

"Where am I, Master!Master, is it okay!" Ling Han was blown by the cold wind, and he was slightly sober, and found himself lying on a broad back.

"Ahh

"Brother Han, you're awake!" A graceful figure appeared in front of him, it was Lu Qiong, with a pair of clear eyes, looking at Ling Han with concern, and there seemed to be undried tears on his face.

"I'll just say it's okay brother! you girls will cry!" said a rough voice, but it was Tianbao.

Lu Qiong glared at Tianbao and did not answer.

"Where is Shizun, is he okay!" Ling Han felt that his whole body was about to crack, and he couldn't raise his true anger at all, but he was still worried about Shen Chao's safety.

"Brother Han, don't worry, my father is fine, but he is worried about you, and told Tianbao to send you back to the room first, and let me go to the back kitchen to get you some chicken soup to make up for it. Lu Qiong said.

"I'm tired of my master, he ...... Where has the master gone? I'm going to see him!" Ling Han struggled to get off Tianbao's back, but his arms didn't have any strength, Ling Han struggled twice, and he couldn't get rid of Tianbao's arms at all, and after taking a few breaths, he had to give up.

"My dad said he was a little tired, so he went back to his room to rest. And tell you that you don't have to go to see him, take care of your body with peace of mind, and don't ...... Don't delay the big thing. Lu Qiong said, her face turning crimson.

Ling Han felt very tired, so he honestly knelt on Tianbao's shoulder and said no more.

A year ago, Ling Han was like this, he was carried by Tianbao and picked up from the stream in the cave. A year later, Ling Han was still in this half-dead state, carried by Tianbao, and slowly walked to his residence.

The snow was still falling, and from time to time the laughter of children could be heard in the distance. Three trails of footprints were left on the snow, leading all the way to Ling Han's residence.

Don't look at Tianbao's usual giggling, rough and big, but he really cares for Ling Han, just like Ling Han's brother. Tianbao carefully put Ling Han on the bed, and helped Ling Han remove his shoes and socks and cover them with a quilt.

"Brother, I still have a chicken leg here, I have the strength to eat it, let's go build a snowman together tomorrow!" Tianbao took out a fragrant chicken leg from his arms and handed it to Ling Han.

When Ling Han saw the chicken leg, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a weak voice: "Brother Tianbao, I can't eat it, you better keep it for yourself!"

Tianbao was stunned for a moment, in his eyes, this chicken leg is the most delicious thing, not to mention the "Golden Jade Full Hall" made by Wuwei, which is the "Dragon Yin Heroes Gathering" made by Guo Youyu himself, which is less than one ten-millionth of this chicken leg. It's just that Ling Han flatly refused, which suddenly made Tianbao have an ominous premonition.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" asked Tianbao with a wink of small eyes.

Ling Han was afraid that Tianbao would be worried, so he opened his mouth and smiled again, raising his voice slightly: "Brother Tianbao, I'm fine, don't worry! I will definitely accompany you to build a snowman tomorrow!" Ling Han thought to himself, in that "Fengxuan Water Pavilion", he was just a little bit closer to becoming a real snowman.

Tianbao believed it, nodded vigorously and said, "Good brother, keep this chicken leg for you, eat it tomorrow!"

Seeing that Ling Han's face was pale, Lu Qiong did not shy away from it, so she took Ling Han's wrist and gave Ling Han a pulse. As soon as Fang caught Ling Han's pulse, Lu Qiong's eyebrows immediately frowned. Lu Qiong carefully examined it for a moment, then touched Ling Han's forehead again, and immediately felt hot.

Bai Lang saw that Lu Qiong's face was not good, so he asked, "What's the ...... Like?"

Lu Qiong shook her head and said, "Brother Han's pulse is very weak, and he doesn't have the true qi to protect his body, his forehead is hot, obviously he is suffering from the wind cold!"

At this time, Ling Han's face was like a fire, but his body was like escaping into an ice cellar, although he was covered with a quilt, he was still shivering from the cold.

Lu Qiong said: "Brother Han, I also found that your meridians are damaged, I don't know if you can use the "Nine Turns to Yang Returning Technique" now, if you can give birth to true qi, this wind and cold disease can be cured without treatment, try it quickly!"

People who practice martial arts will not get sick on weekdays, because they have true qi to protect their bodies, and the cold outside will not invade. It's just that Ling Han has just consumed all his true qi, and although the "ice condensation cyclone" was forced out of his body, the cold brought by it remained in Ling Han's body, and without the true qi to protect his body, he was naturally infected with wind cold, and it was from the inside out, cold to the bone marrow.

Listening to Lu Qiong's words, Ling Han took a deep breath and was about to use the "Nine Turns to Return Yang Technique", but just as soon as he was lucky, the dantian was like countless knives inserted, and the pain was unbearable.

"Ahh But Ling Han couldn't believe that he couldn't even run his true qi, stubbornly luck again, the dantian was like a balloon, just blown up, it was like being pierced by a steel needle, Ling Han only felt that the breath in his lower abdomen was discharged, and his eyes were dark.

"Brother Han, Brother Han, wake up, don't scare me!" Lu Qiong cried and shook Ling Han.

Ling Han's eyes widened with effort, and he comforted Lu Qiong and said, "Sister Qiong, I'm fine, I just haven't eaten for a few days, and I'm a little hungry!

At this moment, there was a "bang", the door was opened, and a cold wind swept the snowflakes into the room.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" asked Liao Quan with a smile on his face.

"Close the door quickly!" Lu Qiong felt the cold air, for fear of blowing Ling Han, and hurriedly scolded.

Without waiting for Liao Quan to react, he saw Bai Lang taking the step of "stepping on the sand without a trace", and in a flash, he arrived behind Liao Quan and closed the door tightly.

Liao Quan saw Bai Lang's steps, his eyes blinked, and he wanted to say something, but swallowed it into his stomach again. With an apologetic face, he walked up to Lu Qiong's side and asked, "Joan...... Sister Qiong, how is he, senior brother?"

With tears in her eyes, Luqiong was silent.

Ling Han's disease, Lu Qiong is not the first time to see it, this is not an ordinary disease, but a condition that only people are dying. And in the face of such a condition, not to mention Lu Qiong, even the Che Shen Doctor is not sure, in the words of Ma Shen Doctor, it is: "The fate of the Si Belongs, there is no medicine to treat!" Originally, Lu Qiong pinned her hopes on the "Nine Turns to Return Yang Exercises" to restore Ling Han's physical strength, but Ling Han was like a waste person, and he couldn't get any true qi at all, and Lu Qiong's hope was suddenly shattered.

Ling Han saw Liao Quan coming, struggling to get up, then Liao Quan saw this, and hurriedly held down Ling Han and said, "Senior brother, don't move, it's better to rest!"

Ling Han only moved twice, and there was pain everywhere in his body, so he had to lie down, panting heavily.

"Senior brother, here is the master who instructed the kitchen to boil you wild ginseng chicken soup, drink a little. Liao Quan said.

Lu Qiong found that Liao Quan was still carrying a soup cup in his hand, and hurriedly received it in his hand and said, "There is soup, don't say it early!" Lu Qiong said, took out a bowl of steaming ginseng chicken soup from the soup cup, and brought it to Ling Han's bed.

Seeing this, Liao Quan hurriedly got out of the way, and Lu Qiong sat on Ling Han's bed.

This bed, Lu Qiong is not the first time to sit here, and all the things from the last time often appear in Lu Qiong's eyes.

Lu Qiong and Ling Han's wedding room had been prepared, and Lu Qiong and Xiao Yun secretly went there to visit in the middle of the night.

There is also a big bed in the wedding room, covered with red futon, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the dragon and phoenix are auspicious.

"I'm so hungry!" Ling Han said as he stared at the soup bowl in Lu Qiong's hand.

Lu Qiong looked at Ling Han's pale face and hurriedly put away her thoughts, but her face was already red.

Lu Qiong scooped a spoonful of chicken soup, put it on her delicate lips and blew it carefully, and then brought it to Ling Han's mouth.

Before he could drink it, Ling Han smelled a rich aroma, opened his mouth, and swallowed the spoonful of chicken soup.

Ling Han showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

Seeing that Ling Han seemed to like this soup very much, Lu Qiong scooped another spoonful and fed it to Ling Han to drink, Ling Han drank two mouthfuls of wild ginseng chicken soup, and suddenly felt a little more energetic, so he smiled and said, "It's still Senior Brother Liao, this soup is really ...... cough cough ......" Before Ling Han finished speaking, he squirted a mouthful of blood, and the chicken soup he had just drunk was also spit out with the blood.

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