Fang Zhe was about to move forward, but he felt that the corners of his clothes were being pulled, and he hurriedly turned around, and saw his little doctor Xiu frozen in place.

The purple veins on her face were almost the same as when she became ill a few months ago.

"Sick ......" Fang Fold squeezed out a word in his throat.

She's sick, she's going to have to take medicine.

Fang Zhe immediately squatted down, but Jiang Su kept dragging the material on his waist, he directly took the girl and put it flat on the ground, and carefully ripped off his own clothes in her palm.

The clothes were bought by Xiao Yixiu for himself, just one piece...... Can't break it.

Jiang Su's eyes were closed, her expression was painful, she only felt that she was now trapped in a sea of suffering, and the struggle was just a wave of waves.

A pair of white arms trembled, and after the clothes in her hands were dragged away, she felt a kind of uneasiness in her heart, as if the red heart had been dug up and replaced with cotton wool in her chest.

The cotton wool is full of holes, drenched in the sea of bitterness, and the heart is dripping.

"In ...... Where....... ”

Fang Zhen whispered in a low voice, and reached for the storage bag on Jiang Su's waist, his only remaining divine sense fluently passed through the barrier of the magic weapon, and the familiar aura permeated the spatial realm in the storage bag.

His hands kept rummaging through the clutter, taking it out when he touched the wooden box, and turning it out when he came across the glass bottle.

Suddenly, a green branch climbed between his little fingers, and the two leaves caught his fingers, and when he took out the wooden box, he took out the spiritual material.

Fang looked at the spiritual material in his hand in puzzlement, and after a breath, he continued to open all the wooden boxes, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed the smell of each pill.

"Sour ......" this is not.

“……”

Fang Zhi shook his head, his cultivation was profound, and his five senses were also sensitive, even he didn't know that the subtle gap in those pills was actually the different ratio of each spiritual material.

An olfactory memory was deeply imprinted in his broken sea of consciousness, the smell of the elixir Jiang Su took every time he struggled.

When Xiao Yixiu swallowed the pill into his stomach, his mouth and tongue were almost full of the smell of the spiritual materials mixed in the elixir.

Spiritual materials have five flavors, and this system is the same as that of modern Chinese medicine, which corresponds to the five attributes of the five elements of wood, fire, earth, gold, and water.

The bitterness is in the heart.

And the Tranquility Pill has the most bitter taste. Jiang Su's improved version adds "leftovers" after the treatment of tortoiseshell spirit bamboo, which neutralizes the bitterness on the five elements, reducing it and giving it a cold fragrance.

Fang Zhen searched from memory, took the wooden boxes in his hand one by one, and finally found a familiar smell in the last wooden box.

He hurriedly took out the pills in the box, and hurriedly swept away the other wooden boxes and glass bottles stacked in front of him with his arms. When leaning over, the glass bottles collided with each other, and the crisp jingle bell was a little disturbing.

He grabbed the thin flesh on the girl's cheeks, and quietly forced, forcing her to open her mouth. There was no difference between the pale lip color and Jiang Su's complexion at this time.

Fang Zhi carefully stuffed the pill through her soft lips, and her thumb and index finger were slightly stained with saliva in her mouth.

When he was sure that it was placed, he withdrew his fingers, and instead of holding his cheeks between his cheeks, his other hand was placed on his chin, closing the girl's lips.

He stared at the purple veil in the corner of the fawn's eyes, but his originally godless pupils seemed to see thousands of purple threads, closely connecting the secrets of all things in the world.

The cardinal picked up the maiden and placed his legs under her head.

He seemed to have seen a picture of two people in white snuggling under a tree in his memory, the woman smiling gently, and the warm light hitting her beautiful face. She rested on the man's lap, looked up at the sky, and laughed from time to time.

The man in white sat under the tree, looking at the sky with the woman's gaze. It seems that when he said a certain sentence, he lowered his head again, smiled heartily, and chattered endlessly teasing her.

The leaves fell with the wind, fluttering on the top of the man's head, and the woman got up slightly, reached over the man's ear, and grabbed the fallen leaf above his head.

The man also bowed his head at the right time, and there was all kinds of friendship in his eyes, and he could only tolerate her.

When the woman got up, she seemed to see someone in the distance, and she took the fallen leaves to get up, her eyes facing the owner of this memory.

"Come on, your father and I are about to name your sister."

"Eh, Yanxin, did you talk to Xiao Zhe about this?"

The man also looked up at the owner of this memory, bowed his head slightly, and the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest, "Fang Fold, I have something to tell you with your mother." ”

"Your mother is pregnant with another one now, and Elder He said that it is a female doll. You're going to have a sister in seven months. Your mother and I are naming your sister, do you have any good names to mention to us? ”

The owner of the memory could not see his expression at that time, but only remembered one sentence.

The voice was caught in the warm wind, blowing the hem of his clothes, and the only red in his vision was the dancing sleeves of his clothes, and the leaves of the trees fell on his head.

He said: "A hundred refining can be turned into gold, and it can also be round after folding."

"Round...... The implication is good, what you say, as soon as you hear it, you are the first person in our world! But your sister is a female doll, so she needs to be softer. The man's voice was rough, carefully considering the deep meaning.

"It's better to take the same sound." The woman's brows frowned slightly, as if she was not sad, and her expression was like a faint spring river painting.

Her throat moved lightly, and her voice was flat and soft: "You can be disgusted with the vulgar state when you return to the world, and you still haven't forgotten the affection of fate."

"It's better to call her Xiaoyuan."

"Fang Yuan...... Fang Fold ......"

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The old dream returned, and the consciousness of the man in red returned to the corner of the girl's eye.

The cobweb-like purple veil has been reduced again after the effect of the medicine, and the white forehead has regained its radiance.

The brows of the girl in Tsing Yi were already stretched, and she seemed to have found a wooden boat above the bitter sea.

The breathing sound is even and soft, the face is quiet, and the long eyelashes tremble slightly like butterfly wings waiting to fly. At present, most of the time has disappeared, and three months of sleep have made up for her lack of rest time.

"Fawn...... Fell asleep......"

Fang Zhe has maintained his previous movements, not daring to disturb for the slightest. Compared with his junior brother's mansion, he cares more about the time when Xiao Yixiu is relaxing now.

She was tired.

I don't really understand why she is so tired, Xiao Yixiu is not like the deer she often sees behind the forest, she is more like a deer chased by lions and cheetahs, and there has always been a string in the sea that swims on the boundary between life and death.

Is it my fault...... It's that I didn't take good care of the fawn.

The lion and the wolf...... Deserve to die!

Fang Zhe suddenly became angry, this anger came inexplicably, and he directly pulled out his previous cold slashing knife that had not been used for a long time from the storage bag.

The forbearant gaze turned into the calm before the storm at this moment, and the cold was slashed, and the frost and cold here disappeared with a knife!

The man in red pinched the sword technique with his fingers, and he was able to control the cold slashing knife to levitate in the middle of the entire courtyard. And the blade is actually the heart of a round stone in the canal in the pavilion in front of it.

(End of chapter)