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After a while, the door was finally pushed open. Xi Zhicheng came out with a paste plate in his hand. On the iron plate, there were many alcohol cotton balls stained with blood, torn cloth, forceps, scalpels and other tools.

Yan Luoluo just looked at these things, and he felt very frightened.

She took a deep breath, calmed her good mood, and asked, "uncle, how is Beihan now?"

She suddenly realized something and asked, "you already know, don't you?"

When she turned to look at mu Beihan, she found that there was no change in his face, even very calm.

This news for Yan Luoluo, no doubt a bolt from the blue.

Xi Zhicheng looked at mu Beihan and shook his head: "no, it's too late for me to start emergency treatment. Some of the snake venom has invaded the nerves. I can't get rid of it. I can only get rid of all that can, so the remaining snake venom will cause damage to his body. That is to say, I'm optimistic that he may have to live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

Quiet down, Yan Luoluo was free to ask: "uncle, what's the matter with Beihan now? Has the venom been removed? "

After feeding the porridge difficultly, Yan Luoluo helped Xi Zhicheng to help mu Beihan lie down.

Smell speech, Yan Luoluo gratefully thanks to him, finally can free hand to feed mu Beihan.

Xi Zhicheng couldn't take a look at it at last. He straightened mu Beihan silently, looked at Yan Luoluo's wrinkly bowl with his eyes, and said, "you feed him, I'll hold him first."

Smell speech, Yan Luoluo looked at Xi Zhicheng gratefully, immediately helped mu Beihan to sit on the bed, then fixed him hard with one hand, and handed porridge to his mouth with the other.

Xi Zhicheng went to the bed with porridge and said to Yan Luoluo, "help him up. I made a bowl of porridge for him and now feed him."

Xi Zhicheng finally came back. This time he brought back a bowl of porridge. He didn't know what kind of food it was made of. The smell was very strange, with an indescribable fragrance.

Smell speech, Yan Luoluo which can be so easy to rest assured, just Xi Zhicheng's attitude let her a heart hanging in mid air, uneasily waiting for his back "sentence".

Although mu Beihan is still suffering, but in the face of Yan Luoluo, he can't bear to say that he's not good. He nods his head and grins at her, saying, "I'm much better. It's OK. Don't be afraid."

She asked anxiously. Her face was still wet with tears. She looked very vulnerable.

"How are you feeling now, Beihan? Is it better? "

The more she thought about it, the more scared she was, but she didn't know what to do. She could only listen to Xi Zhicheng's words. She stepped into the room and came to the bed. She grasped mu Beihan's pale palm with her hands.

Smell speech, Yan Luoluo's heart has no reason to fall, if it's OK, how can Xi Zhicheng be this reaction?

Xi Zhicheng left with an iron plate and said, "go to see him first, and I'll tell you the details later."

Mu Beihan nodded: "well, I'll know when the operation is over."

The reason why he didn't say it all the time was that he was afraid Yan Luoluo couldn't bear it, but now that she asked, it could only let her know.

Yan Luoluo suddenly feels a little dizzy. She holds her forehead and shakes her body involuntarily, almost unsteadily...