"Xin'er, how are you?

Cheng Xin'er lay weakly on the bed, gradually regained consciousness by Fu Yueming's eager call, and opened her eyes vaguely.

"Husband..."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Tell me. ”

"I'm fine, don't worry..."Cheng Xin'er smiled, but her face betrayed her.

"You..."Fu Yueming looked at her, except for feeling distressed, but she couldn't do anything, her physical body was mortal, if she forcibly instilled spiritual power, it would only make her muscles and veins be broken and die.

There is no other way to use the world's medical techniques to treat it, and even the elixir of the immortal clan needs to be repeatedly reduced before it can be given.

"Don't worry, husband. Cheng Xin'er raised her hand and stroked Fu Yueming's cheek, maintaining a delicate smile.

Fu Yueming also raised his hand and covered the hand on his cheek.

"Ming'er, come out with me. Wen Yue on the side couldn't bear it, said to him, and then turned around and went out.

"You have a good rest, just leave the matter of going to Qingqiu to me, you don't move around, I will ask Sister Meng Qiu to send you a few more capable immortal servants to serve you." Fu Yueming touched Cheng Xin'er's hair and said pityingly.

Hearing this, she nodded, did not speak, and kept smiling.

After Fu Yueming got up and left the room and closed the door, she couldn't help coughing, and her whole face was red.

Outside.

Wen Yue sat on a stone chair under the cherry trees in Fuchu.

Fu Yueming stepped forward.

"Mother, is it Xin'er's condition?" He sat down, looked at Wen Yue, and asked.

"You also know that Xin'er, she is mortal in the flesh, and her body is not good, plus you disappeared in those years, she became ill and stayed in her body, and now it is a relapse. Wen Yue said.

"Then there is no cure?!" Fu Yueming was a little anxious when he heard this.

"If you are a monk, you only need to use your spiritual power to clear the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then take the pill for treatment, but Xin'er can't bear it, and you don't know that the last time she took the immortal pill for Xin'er, she almost made her unconscious. ”

"What is Xin'er's situation now? Mother, just tell me directly. Fu Yueming lowered his head and looked at the petals falling from the ground.

"Xin'er's illness is deep, and time is running out, you, accompany her well..."Wen Yue looked at her child, very distressed, stretched out her hand, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted.

"Isn't the peach a peach a good way to prolong the life of the immortals!"

"It's good to try it, this kind of immortal fruit will definitely have an effect!" Wen Yue nodded after thinking about it.

Fu Yueming saw Wenyue nodding, and hurriedly ran to another room to take out a peach, and rushed into his and Cheng Xin'er's house.

"Xin'er! Hurry, try eating the peach!" he was ecstatic and handed the peach to Cheng Xin'er.

Cheng Xin'er had to sit up, take the peach, and take a small bite to eat, but she knew in her heart that it was useless, why hadn't she tried it.

In the past few days, when she woke up from a coma, she also went to fetch peaches to eat.

But as far as she is concerned, it is no different from an ordinary peach, just a little bigger.

Fu Yueming watched her take a bite and ate it one bite at a time, until he finished eating, anxiously waiting for what reaction would happen.

"How?"

"It's good, it's warm. Cheng Xin'er nodded and smiled.

"That's good, the explanation is useful, I'll go ask for a few more for you to eat, you must get better quickly." ”

"Well, it's going to be fine. Watching Fu Yueming leave, Cheng Xin'er muttered.

But when she looked out the window,

Somehow,

There were a few tears, from the eyes,

Slipped.