Chapter 49

One sunny afternoon, Wang Mang slowly opened his eyes and saw a snow-white ceiling. He was lying on the only bed in his bedroom, looking at everything around him. The broken windows were sealed by newspapers, and there were not many furniture in the room.

there were only two short bedside cabinets, an old water dispenser and his own insect sacs, and the wall was leaning against the ink The Dragon gun and black knife, and the computer on the computer desk are covered with dust.

Wang Mang tried to sit up with his body, but he couldn't do it. His hands were wrapped with gauze, and the bandage exuded red. Wang Mang tried hard to open the quilt and found that his body had been wrapped like a mu Nai Yi. To move his body, he felt a sharp pain,

his head was on the pillow, and his mental strength was weak Infused into the insect lines, the body of the originally fat and lovely golden mother worm has been completely shriveled, just like a dead insect after being exposed to the sun. Its golden skin is wrinkled and looks very depressed,

"Alas Wang Mang sighed. The essence of life had been consumed by Wang Mang's coma. Even the mother worm was dying on the line because of too much energy.

was thinking, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the porridge with porridge was blowing the rice gruel with white air. He saw that Wang Mang on the bed looked at herself with her eyes open.

was the first one, followed by the beautiful one. His face was a burst of ecstasy, and he could not care about the bowl in his hand. He put it directly on the computer desk, ran to the head of the bed and held Wang Mang's right hand tightly. His red eyes were dripping hot tears before he could speak.

"Xiaoying, I'm ok, don't cry." Wang Mang tried to smile and looked at Liu Ying with tears in front of him. His heart was full of disaster The warmth and happiness for the rest of her life,

"husband, you... Finally wake up, you have been in a coma for a month, worried about me, but it's OK, Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless," Liu Ying closed her hands, constantly grateful to the legendary gods,

Wang Mang tried to touch her little head as usual, but her arms didn't stop working, just a numbness Wood and tingling,

"husband, don't move, you see your arm is bleeding again, how can you be so careless?" Liu Ying complained about Wang Mang's recklessness, while taking the medicine box, ready to change the medicine for Wang Mang,

Wang mang was lying on the bed, looking at Liu Ying who was cleaning the wound for himself, and her heart was a burst of sweet, "Xiao Ying, what's the matter with the scar on your arm?" Wang Mang felt a stab in his heart when he saw the ferocious scar that Liu Ying accidentally exposed when dressing his wound.

"it's OK, brother Mang, accidentally bruised," Liu Ying's dressing action was obvious, and she pulled down her sleeve with an unnatural look. "How can it be, how can it be possible to touch a centipede wound, Xiao Ying, tell me the truth , cough, cough, "Wang Mang was too excited to breathe,

" husband, husband, don't worry, I just said, "Liu Ying quickly put down the gauze in her hand, stroked Wang Mang's back and kept breathing to him," in fact, this wound is really not bruised, I was scratched by my paw when I was fighting with the monster, "Liu Ying said with a smile on her face Some tangles, or tell the origin of this wound,

"Wang Hu, what's he doing? Besides, Xiaoying, you can send wind blade remotely, can't you? Why was he scratched by monsters? "