Yun Qiao fell on the ground under the window sill, unaware of his condition.
Xi Lanting stepped forward, knelt down directly on his knees, and hugged her first.
I tried snorting and she was still breathing.
Xi Lanting said to Xi Zun: "Go prepare a car and take it to the hospital for a checkup."
Xi Zun was also frightened and hurried to the stable to drive.
Yun Qiao slowly woke up in Xi Lanting's arms. She was very tired, her eyelashes suddenly stopped moving, and it was very difficult to hold up her eyelids.
"Uncle Qi..." Her voice was weak.
Xi Lanting hugged her and stood up to walk to the door.
Yun Qiao struggled to get down: "I don't need to go to the hospital. Uncle Qi, please pour me a cup of tea..."
Xi Lanting put her on the sofa and poured her a cup of warm tea himself.
Yun Qiao drank a glass and asked for another.
She still felt very uncomfortable, so she leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes and took a nap, and was silent for a long time.
Xi Lanting: "No need to go to the hospital?"
Yun Qiao shook his head.
Xi Lanting said nothing more.
Yun Qiao waited for a long time and then asked Xi Lanting to pour her a cup of tea.
After two cups of hot tea, she finally had the strength to speak, but she was still breathless.
She read Xi Lanting's book recently, and she understood it, and according to the records in the book, it caused a gust of wind. The secret spell was not used so directly, and Yun Qiao seemed to have been drained of all her strength.
"...Do you understand?" Xi Lanting asked this sentence.
Yun Qiao: "Yeah."
He fell silent.
The room felt a little stuffy, like the stuffiness before a heavy rain in midsummer, with all the stratus clouds suppressing it.
"I told you, don't read my book." Xi Lanting finally spoke, there was no blame in his voice, more like helplessness, "Why don't you want to listen to a word?"
Yun Qiao was a child who had done something wrong. He lowered his head and said, "I won't do it again, Uncle Qi."
Xi Lanting sighed again.
He looked at Yun Qiao and wanted to ask: What do you want me to do?
What's best for you?
You are still so young. If you wake up now, how will you live in the future?
How...are we going to live?
From now on, we will be separated from each other and never see each other again?
Xi Lanting has always lacked emotions, and people's joys and sorrows have never been related to him. But at this moment, he felt sad.
His good days have just begun. He hasn't lived enough yet and it's about to end.
Maybe one day he opens his eyes and the world is no longer what it used to be.
Both people in the room were silent and bowed their heads.
Xi Zun got the car and hurried in. Seeing his master and Yun Qiao sitting separately, Xi Zun did not dare to shout loudly, so he only called in a low voice: "Seventh Master."
Xi Lanting did not move.
Xi Zun: "Aren't you going to the hospital?"
Xi Lanting then raised his eyes and looked at Yun Qiao, with a bit of coaxing in his voice, as if he were treating a child: "Shall we go to the hospital? Take a nutrition bottle for a while."
It is now very popular in Li Hong’s hospital to use nutritional suspension bottles.
It works quite well.
Li Hong himself said that it is just sugar and salt, just a reasonable match, but this thing is more effective when injected into the body than drinking it by himself.
Yun Qiao had a headache that was about to explode and she was exhausted. She also wanted to drink some sugar and salt.
"Okay." She said.
Xi Lanting leaned over and hugged her.
Yun Qiao snuggled softly into his arms. Xi Lanting's breath was cold, and Yun Qiao could smell the morning mist of the forest from his collar, which was the smell of trees.
As if in a dream, she watched Xi Lanting slowly fall, and then a big tree slowly grew out of his body, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Xi Lanting suddenly lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Don't think too much."