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"day by day, is it really you?"
Yang Zimei's voice trembled with excitement.
"Well, it's me. I'm back."
Day by day, the Dragon put his chin on her shoulder socket, and the warm breath gently brushed her ear, blowing into her neck, as crisp as the summer sea breeze.
"And Are you going
"Well, no more."
"Really?"
"Really!"
"Really?"
"Really
Yang Zimei's hand touched the back of his hand. He just wanted to turn around to look at his face, his long lost face, and see where he had been hurt. However, he suddenly felt a loose waist. His hand slipped down and then fell to the ground with a dull sound.
"Day by day --"
Yang Zimei's originally happy mood to the sky suddenly fell into the boundless darkness and nervously turned back.
The dragon's face was white and soft on the ground day by day, his body curled up slightly, his eyes closed, his lips slightly blue, one hand covering his chest, the other hand
Yang Zimei took a cold breath, surprised and heartache.
He had no other hand. The black shirt was empty.
At this time, Yang Zimei had no time to consider why he didn't have a hand. He quickly checked his heart pulse and found that his heart pulse beat a little abnormal. When he opened his shirt on his chest, he saw a faint round of black on the pit of his heart. It didn't look like poisoning, but it was like someone had done a magic trick.
Yang Zimei quickly input his vitality for him.
However, his own vitality and his vitality, as if they were two contradictory magnetic fields, could not be integrated into it at all.
She had to take out the silver needle, not to do acupuncture for him, stimulate his acupoints, protect his heart pulse.
But he can't wake up yet.
However, the heart pulse is slowly stable, there is no danger.
Yang Zimei bent over to take him in.
Weight was nothing to her.
However, his figure is too tall, almost 1.9 meters tall, and she is only 1.6 meters, holding has a certain degree of difficulty.
At this time, the snow lake came out.
"Let me do it!"
He reached for the dragon day by day, held it in his arms, quickly walked into the room where Yang Zimei was, and put the dragon on the bed day by day.
Yang Zimei can not say more, snow lake has already begun to check the black shadow of the dragon's heart nest.
A tiny frown, from the storage ring inside, took out a crystal clear, but fragrant spray of small pills, put into the dragon's mouth.
"Snow lake, what did you give him to eat?"
Yang Zimei anxiously held dragon's hand and inquired.
"Our Fox's Huanyuan pill."
The palm of the snow lake touches the heart of the dragon day by day, closing his eyes and exercising his power.
Big drops of sweat seeped from the snow lake's forehead, and his face gradually turned white like a dragon day by day. The white steam rose in his palm and the dragon's chest day by day.
The temperature of the whole room rises rapidly and cools again
This has been repeated a dozen times.
Finally, the snow lake's hand moved away from the dragon's heart. He took it back, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. He stood up. His breath was weak and said to Yang Zimei, "I can only help him to this point. You can watch him well. I'll go back to my room to have a rest."
Yang Zimei saw that his feet were a bit flimsy, and quickly reached out to help him, "snow lake, you have nothing to do with it?"
"It will be all right."
Snow lake soft looked at her one eye, gently pushed away her hand, "you see him, I go back to the room."
Yang Zimei looked at the dragon on the bed day by day, and looked at him again.
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