355. Chapter 355 There is no antidote at all [355]
Xia Zhenai was still twitching slightly. When the consciousness was weak, it was faintly like hearing the sound from the outer space that belonged to Leng Haoxuan, making her seem to see the light of life -saving.
She held her eyes weakly, panting her thin, and held Leng Haoxuan's placket hard, because of the long shouting, her voice was hoarse, and she begged helplessly: "Hao Xuan ... Where are you ...
... it hurts ... it really hurts ... saving me ... save me ... I really ... I don’t want to live! "
Leng Haoxuan's heart was even more painful. His eyes were red, kissed her injured forehead, and his throat seemed to be blocked.
During the words, a large tears dripped in her hair.
At this time, the maid came in and reminded: "Master, what happened to Grandma, do you need to ask a doctor?"
Thinking of the scene just now, the maid was still worried.
Leng Haoxuan suddenly woke up, and immediately picked up Xia Zhenai to the bedroom, and then instructed the maid to call Mo Ziyi.
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In the bedroom, the atmosphere is jealous and depressed.
Because of the painful torture, Xia Zhenai was lying on the bed | constantly twitching.
From time to time, with the pain, from time to time, blood overflows blood from the mouth, stained with white sheets, as if it is a blooming of the charm of the rose petals.
After Mo Ziyi surrounded the bed | while simply inspected Xia Zhenai, he injected analgesia.
Leng Haoxuan was sitting beside the bed gloomyly, holding her little hand tightly, and wiping the cold sweat and blood on her forehead with the towel from the maid from time to time.
In the process, he always said nothing, his expression was indifferent like tea.
The bangs fell in front of the forehead, covering up his elegant eyes.
However, it still makes people feel that from him, it reveals a very weird and gloomy gas field.
Mo Ziyi stared at Leng Haoxuan.
For the first time, Leng Haoxuan would have such a helpless moment.
In less than five minutes, under the relief of the analgesic, Xia Zhenai finally stopped twitching and was caught in a deep sleep.
Later, Leng Haoxuan instructed the maid to change the sheets that contaminated blood.
And after he changed his clean clothes for Xia Zhenai, he was sitting beside the bed, holding her little hand tightly, and those eyes seemed to be blood -containing, staring at Xia Zhenai for a moment.
In this way, he seemed to be sad with the whole world.
As soon as Mo Ziyi walked into the bedroom and saw Leng Haoxuan's back, he even had the illusion of the same sense.
After hesitation, Mo Ziyi entered: "Three Brother ..."
Leng Haoxuan raised his eyes, his expression was very serious, and he stared at Mo Ziyi without a sound.
Mo Ziyi's face is extremely dignified: "In such a bad situation, it can still be safe and sound. It seems that the child's vitality is still very strong."
"What about her?"
Mo Zizhen slightly: "Her body is extremely weak. If there is no antidote, I am afraid she will not be able to cook it soon."
Leng Haoxuan's eyes suddenly flickered, staring at Mo Ziyi, and the voice was dumb and low: "How about preparing the antidote?"
Mo Ziyi frowned and shook his head: "Temporarily formulate any drugs that can inhibit the virus."
Even his medical players who always like to develop various strange drugs have encountered a powerful problem this time.
And he couldn't bear to say it. Perhaps, there was no antidote in this world! Xia Zhenai was still twitching slightly. When he was weak, he was faintly heard if he heard the sound of Leng Haoxuan from outer space.
Let her seem to see the light of life at once.
She closed her eyes weakly, gasping for breath, struggling to hold the lapel of Leng Haoxuan's clothes. Because she had been screaming in pain for a long time, her voice was hoarse and she made a helpless plea: "Haoxuan... where are you...
…It hurts…It really hurts…Save me…Save me…I really…don’t want to live anymore!”
Leng Haoxuan's heart hurt even more, his eyes were red, and he kissed her injured forehead, his throat felt as if it was blocked: "I'm here... Fool, don't talk nonsense, I won't let anything happen to you!"
As she finished speaking, a big tear fell into her hair.
At this time, the servant came in cautiously and reminded: "Master, what's wrong with the young mistress? Do you need to call a doctor?"
Thinking of the scene just now, the maid still felt frightened.
Leng Haoxuan suddenly woke up, immediately picked up Xia Zhenai and walked to the bedroom, then ordered the maid to call Mo Ziling.
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In the bedroom, the atmosphere was jealous and depressing.
Because of the painful torture, Xia Zhenai lay on the bed | twitching constantly.
From time to time, accompanied by pain, blood spilled from the mouth, staining the snow-white sheets, as if the petals of a rose were blooming.
Mo Ziling went around the bed and briefly checked Xia Zhenai before injecting analgesics.
Leng Haoxuan sat by the bed with a gloomy face, holding her little hand tightly, and from time to time he took the towel handed by the maid and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and the blood on her lips for her.
During this process, he remained silent and his expression was as indifferent as tea.
The bangs fell down in front of his forehead, covering his elegant eyes.
However, people still felt that there was a very strange and gloomy aura coming from him.
Mo Ziling stared at Leng Haoxuan.
It was the first time I discovered that Leng Haoxuan could have such a helpless moment.
In less than five minutes, with the relief of analgesics, Xia Zhenai finally stopped twitching and fell into a deep sleep.
Later, Leng Haoxuan ordered the maid to change the blood-stained sheets.
And he immediately put Xia Zhenai into clean clothes, and then sat on the edge of the bed, holding her little hand tightly. His eyes seemed to be full of blood, staring at Xia Zhenai for a moment.
With him like this, it seemed that the whole world was feeling sad for him.
Mo Ziling just walked into the bedroom and saw Leng Haoxuan's back, and she actually felt the same way.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Ziling walked in: "Third brother..."
Leng Haoxuan raised his eyes, his expression was extremely serious, and he stared at Mo Ziling silently.
Mo Ziling's face was extremely solemn: "The child is still safe and sound in such a bad situation. It seems that the child's vitality is still very strong."
"What about her?"
Mo Ziling paused slightly: "Her body is extremely weak now. If there is no antidote, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive it soon."
Leng Haoxuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, he stared at Mo Ziling, and his voice was hoarse and low: "How about preparing the antidote?"
Mo Ziling frowned in embarrassment and shook her head: "There are currently no drugs that can suppress the virus."
Even he, a medical master who always likes to develop all kinds of strange medicines, encountered a powerful problem this time.
And he couldn't bear to say that maybe there was no antidote in this world!