Chapter 512

Stabilize the mind, feel your pulse again, feel the feeble pulse between your wrists, Chi Qingyu's tears are like raindrops, moistening the grass around you.

Looking at the dried up blood left by the stall on the ground last night, Chi Qingyu looks hopelessly at the direction of the Yamen. Chi Qingyu begins to regret that he cut together last night

He took a deep breath and used some heart medicine on hand. He tried to delay more time and save himself with other methods.

But I still fell into a coma intermittently. I always wake up to hear beautiful and clear bird calls. I'm so busy that I don't even have time to accompany Xiaojing. Now I finally have time to enjoy the natural scenery. It turns out that it's so good

A bean sized tear twinkles under Chi Qingyu's eyelashes, just like a bud in bud. On the crystal fragile, almost transparent face, sad and touching, beautiful blood flows down the corner of his mouth, and Chi Qingyu falls into a deep sleep again

Chi Qingyu feels as if she is dreaming. When she sees Xiaojing, the boy's crying voice is dry, but his tears seem endless. She can't finish them. She doesn't know why he can cry so heartbroken.

For such a small person, the first time I saw him cry like this, Chi Qingyu was helpless and didn't know how to make him

"Mommy Xiaojing knows you can hear it. Wake up quickly when you hear it You must be strong Don't be confused Xiaojing is waiting for you here You should recover your breath quickly... "

Chi Qingyu, who is in a hurry to turn around, suddenly sees that he is lying on the bed with a calm face. He doesn't look like he has just been seriously injured. Instead, he seems to be asleep

In my mind, I kept thinking about what I had experienced last night, and I pieced it together a little bit. Subconsciously, Chi Qingyu spat out two words: "soul..."

Are you dead

Looking at everything around, Chi Qingyu is not willing to believe it. He thinks it is possible that he is controlled by the dreamland again. But he listens to Xiaojing's broken thoughts And I think How can

At this time, Xie Qiran suddenly stood up: "Chi Qingyu, if you leave, no one will help me If you try to escape below, I'll make you look good! "

The tears on the firm face are like crystal. One by one, they roll down one by one. When the sword comes out of its sheath, the sharp blade is clamped between the neck in a moment.

"Thank you! Calm down ADA is the quickest. He reaches out and grabs the sword. Dark Wei appeared one after another, looking at the situation in front of him, ignoring the tears on his face, for fear that Xie Qiran's blood splashed on the spot.

"No!" Xiaojing cried more heartbreaking pain, "Mommy! What should Xiaojing do Tell Xiaojing what to do... "

Xiaojing tries her best to shake the person who has no breath on the bed. She almost faints when she cries.

Chi Qingyu tries his best to save Xiaojing and Xie Qiran. He tries his best to speak, but he can't say anything. It's like a ghost. Watching the living people grieve for their death, he can't go back to the ancient style.

Gradually, the scene in front of us began to blur, and the sound became more and more distant

I feel that my face seems to be crawling and itching by some insects. I stretch out my hand to wipe it off and see that it's really a pool of water. When I take a close look, I see a round head in front of me. My big eyes are smart and lively, but my small mouth gives out a loud voice: "Mommy, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

A dead villain pours into his arms. Looking at Xiaojing's exaggerated expression, Chi Qingyu is puzzled. He wants to push Xiaojing away to do it. Only then can he find that the expressions of a room full of people in the room are frightening, surprising, stunned, and misty The look on people's faces is late enough to smile for a year.

"Doctor Chi You Not dead Just now... " Ah Da's subconscious words explained the scene clearly to Chi Qingyu.

Chi Qingyu glanced around: "I How could it be... " Speaking of half, I found that I didn't seem to remember what happened after the quarrel with Xie Qiran.

In my mind, there are pictures of broken snake array, pictures of teaching Xiaojing medical theory, and some broken pictures, some strange, but I can't connect them. It seems that I really experienced something.

Chi Qingyu immediately gave himself a pulse. His pulse was as powerful as a walking dragon. He was neither poisoned nor weak. He could not keep up with the rhythm.

I really can't figure it out, but according to the principle of caution, I decided to take two pairs of medicine for two days to ensure that in case.

Xiaojing can't support it any more. It's dizzy to relax.

Xie Qiran is about to protect Xiaojing, otherwise he will have to break the skin if he falls down. A soft voice came through the curtain: "show him, maybe he's dehydrated."

ADA looked at the two awkward people, looking extremely twisted: "we'll go."

Without waiting for Xie Qiran's consent, Wu Yang and Wu Yang came out and returned to their respective positions.

Chi Qingyu suspiciously diagnosed Xiaojing's pulse, and his small mouth lifted Lao Gao: "his physique also wants to be dehydrated? What a big job he has to doXie Qiran's eyebrow angle picked, mouth smoked for a long time, just barely jump out a few words: "what happened in your dream How much do you remember? "

In this way, Chi Qingyu feels guilty. Looking at what should have happened, Chi Qingyu probably knows how many dark guards Xie Qiran has around him. Dark guards are able to show up regardless of their master's safety. They definitely miss something extraordinary

Put the glass bottle in front of Chi Qingyu's eyes: "what are you doing when you go out late at night to find Sheng Qinglan?"

Xie Qiran guides Chi Qingyu to recall and wants to know why Chi Qingyu is suddenly awakened.

Chi Qingyu takes the glass bottle and points it at the moonlight. He looks at the seven colors in the bottle and tries to open the bottle again.

It seems that Liuyu takes away all the familiar scenes from his mind like a little bit of pain.

Involuntarily, the cold tears broke the thread and fell on the brocade quilt one by one, and soon disappeared.

"Sheng Qinglan is not a suspect. She is not the principal."

Suddenly, his body felt like he was possessed. He was sore and tired. Chi Qingyu reached out to wipe off the tears and hung his hair behind his ears.

"Although I found it under her pillow, it is reasonable to say that she is the most suspect, but as far as the situation is concerned, the poisoner will back up the antidote. It is obvious that Sheng Qinglan is not the poisoner, but how much she knows depends on how much she is willing to explain."