1393. Chapter 1393 If you don't leave me, you won't abandon me 1
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"Zhutian, is it really you?"
Yang Zimei's voice trembled because of excitement.
"Well, it's me, I'm back."
Long Zhutian rested his chin on her shoulder, and his warm breath blew slightly past her ears and into her neck, like a summer sea breeze.
"Still... leaving?"
"Well, I'm not leaving."
"real?"
"real!"
"real?"
"real!!"
Yang Zimei's hand touched the back of his hand. Just as she was about to turn around and look at his face, look at his long-lost face, and see if he was injured anywhere, she suddenly felt her waist loosen and saw his hand slipping down.
Then he fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Zhutian——"
Yang Zimei's originally joyful mood suddenly fell into the boundless darkness, and he turned around nervously.
Long Zhutian was seen lying on the ground with a blank face, his body curled up slightly, his eyes closed tightly, the corners of his lips slightly blue, one hand covering his chest, and the other hand...
Yang Zimei gasped, surprised and heartbroken.
His other hand actually didn't exist, and the black shirt was empty.
At this time, Yang Zimei had no time to worry about why he didn't have a hand. He hurriedly checked his heartbeat and found that his heartbeat was a little abnormal. He pulled open the shirt on his chest and saw a faint glow in the pit of his heart.
A round of black does not look like poisoning, but like someone has cast a black spell.
Yang Zimei hurriedly input her own vitality for him.
However, my own vitality and his vitality seemed to be two contradictory and conflicting magnetic fields that could not be integrated at all.
She had no choice but to take out silver needles and use her energy to perform acupuncture on him, stimulating his acupuncture points and protecting his heart veins.
However, he can't wake up yet.
However, the heartbeat gradually stabilized, and there was no danger for the time being.
Yang Zimei bent down and wanted to take him in.
Weight is nothing to her.
However, he was too tall, almost 1.9 meters tall, while she was only 1.6 meters tall, so it was difficult to hold him.
At this time, Snow Lake came out.
"let me!"
He reached out and took Long Zhutian over, held him in his arms, walked quickly into the house, walked straight into the room where Yang Zimei was, and put Long Zhutian on the bed.
Before Yang Zimei could say anything more, Xue Hu had already begun to examine the black shadow in Long Zhutian's heart.
Frowning slightly, he took out a small crystal clear but fragrant pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into Long Zhutian's mouth.
"Xuehu, what did you give him to eat?"
Yang Zimei anxiously held Long Zhutian's hand and asked.
"The Yuan Yuan Dan of our Fox Clan."
Xue Hu placed his palm on Long Zhutian's heart and closed his eyes to perform his exercises.
Big drops of sweat seeped out from Xue Hu's forehead, and his face gradually turned as white as Long Zhutian's. White steam rose up in his palms and Long Zhutian's chest.
The temperature of the entire room quickly increased and then cooled down...
This was repeated a dozen times.
Finally, Xue Hu removed his hand from Long Zhutian's heart, took it back, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, stood up, and said to Yang Zimei with a weak breath, "I can only help him to this extent.
, you watch him carefully, I will go back to my room to rest first."
Yang Zimei saw that his steps were a bit shaky, and hurriedly reached out to support him, "Xuehu, are you okay?"
"It'll be okay."
Xue Hu glanced at her softly and gently pushed her hand away, "Just look at him, I'll go back to the room by myself."
Yang Zimei looked at Long Zhutian on the bed, and then at him.