Chapter 1189: Dissolving the Sealed Spirit Scatter 13

Those doctors were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they didn't have the strength to go out, but when they saw Feng Caitian's angry expression, which was almost not what a human should have, more than a dozen doctors seemed to have suddenly taken a strong pill, and they all rolled and crawled, and ran away at the speed of burning their butts.

Feng Tianran didn't stop it, because when he heard those doctors say that Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't do it, he was very angry in his heart, he was obviously a quack doctor, and he had to hang a plaque of a famous doctor.

Isn't it just internal bleeding, how can it not work?

Feng Caitian stood on the spot and calmed down, and walked towards the bed step by step.

Chu Xiaoxiao was lying quietly on the bed at this time, with no breath at all, and her face was pale, like a cold corpse that had already died.

Feng Caitian stood in front of the bed and stood for five minutes, angry and self-blaming.

If I had told her earlier that this medicine could only be taken when she was around, would there have been no such accidents?

"Tian'er..." Feng Tianran walked over with tears in his eyes, put his hands on her shoulders, and wanted to comfort her, but found that he couldn't say anything, just stupidly looked at that extremely familiar face through the curtain of tears.

"How long have you been taking it?" Feng Caitian still looked at Chu Xiaoxiao's face stupidly, and asked in a dumb voice.

"It's been half an hour." Feng said in a choked voice, crying more and more obviously.

Feng Caitian pulled the corners of his mouth miserably, and his voice was a little unstable.

"What are you crying about, isn't my mother still dead?"

Feng Caitian strongly controlled his emotions and did not let the tears flow.

It's just that the tears that burst the levee are like a dam that suddenly releases floodwater, and it can't be closed.

She knew that her beautiful lady might not be able to save her this time.

She couldn't feel her breath of life anymore.

But the beauty lady didn't, she thought, it should be the beauty of the mother who wants to see her dearest person for the last time is holding on, otherwise, I'm afraid she has already lost her breath.

"Cry if you want to, it's all fate!" Feng Qian held her in his arms, tears rolling in his eyes, but he never let her stay.

He knew that at this time he had to be strong, and he had to take care of his children.

"Have you notified the eldest brother and the second sister and third brother?" Feng Caitian's nose was sour, and he regretted it in his heart.

The terrible thing about Feng Lingsan is here, although you can rely on the Jiupin Qingxin Pill to detoxify, but the poison on the beauty of the mother has been backlogged for too long, and half a year ago, she forcibly pulled out the tendons and veins and compressed and sealed together, at this time, she suddenly took the Jiupin Qingxin Pill, the strong medicinal effect, the deadly poison, two by two, it can be said that at most, it will only take a quarter of an hour, and she will definitely be able to send her back to the West.

She must have been in a lot of pain like this.

Feng Tianran had seen the death of his parents in his early years, and naturally understood why Chu Xiaoxiao refused to stop breathing, but he didn't squeak, but wiped his tears, "I've notified you, and I'm also informing your grandfather, I'm rushing here." ”

"Can my mother wait so long?" Feng Caitian felt very uncomfortable.

The location of the Lingxiao Hall was farther away than Fengtian Academy, and even if it was the Imperial Sword, it would take ten days. Can the beauty hold on? She must have had a hard time.

Feng was silent, he suddenly didn't know how to answer.

On the one hand, he really didn't want Chu Xiaoxiao to insist, but, on the other hand, he didn't want Chu Xiaoxiao to die with hatred, after all, who didn't want his dearest people to be by his side when he was dying?

Otherwise, why is there an old saying that the adopted child is sent to the end of the life has been handed down?

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