98: Her magic pill

Her magic pill

3FuLangXiSi gritted his teeth." You want to die Louis?"

Young Master Yan stood up and walked silently for a few steps before sighing with his hands behind his back.

"Isn't the reason why humans have improved is because they have destroyed their unsuccessful works?"

"Then what if he wins this bet?"

"FuLangXiSi, stop talking!"

His father and brother couldn't hold it in anymore, but Lucifer Fa was talking to him. They could n' t stop him. They could only try to shut up the disobedient child.

Yan Shaoxi immediately turned around, his eyes indifferent and smiling as he spoke word by word:

"Then I, the loser, deserve to die."

FuLangXiSi knelt on the ground and roared:

"You're simply a pervert!"

His angry father finally lost all his good temper and love for him. He kicked his back and his blue eyes instantly lost their spirits. His golden hair was like a wheat seedling in the field. After shaking a few times, he fell down with his master.

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A week later, the food in the cave was exhausted and he could only live by looking for wild fruits. Lucheng's physical condition was good. His external injuries had basically recovered. It was just a matter of too much blood loss. As long as he stopped bleeding, it would n' t be serious. Now, he had taken all sorts of responsibilities to find food and get the water back.

Their lives now seemed to have returned to their original state. They were working hard to survive every day and only needed to work hard to survive.

It was hard and simple.

However, in the end, ZuoWeiYang body was too weak. Those who had undergone several surgeries were even worse than ordinary people, let alone compared to Lucheng. He had lost so much blood that he only needed to stop it before he could heal himself. However, ZuoWeiYang wasn't joking when he was slightly injured. Even if Lucheng could protect her from hunger and cold under such circumstances, her weak constitution still caused her to catch a cold in the cold and damp cave.

The cold became more and more intense and developed into a fever. He was so burned that he was unable to open his eyes. Sometimes, he even felt his heart stop beating.

This sudden fever had already burned to the point that ZuoWeiYang couldn't feel anything, but Lucheng finally felt helpless. He couldn't protect the person he wanted to protect. The feeling of collapse was like being tied up by humans. King Kong, who could n' t save his lover, was collapsing and even more powerless.

He only had the ability to survive in the wild, but he had never learned it before. How could he save her calmly when she was injured?

ZuoWeiYang kept shouting cold, he started a fire, but this would cause the air in the cave to not circulate. At the coldest time, he could only cover it up and use his body temperature to warm her. The two of them only had some dirty and tattered clothes. Even if they were all surrounded, they wouldn't be of much use.

In the end... How should I save her?

Lucheng hugged her tighter and tighter, and she trembled harder and harder in his embrace. He was really afraid. He was so afraid that he began to regret it. Why did he want to bet with Yan Shaoxi in the beginning? If the situation continued to worsen, he would... He probably wouldn't hesitate to bow his head to Young Master Yan.

"Cold ……"

"…… "Cold?"

The Lucheng who was seriously weighing his choice suddenly snapped back to his senses. He lowered his head and looked at the ZuoWeiYang that was lying in his arms. His face was as red as if it could bleed. His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. His eyes were tightly shut and his lips were purple.

He... What should he do? Perhaps he would lower his head to Young Master Yan now!

"Hot ……"

ZuoWeiYang muttered softly again, Lucheng his heart became even more chaotic.

Right now, it was probably too late for Yan Shaoxi to rush over.

At a critical moment, he only had one final solution, but... With her current state, how should I seek her opinion?

"ZuoWeiYang... ZuoWeiYang ……"

……

She did not respond. Her eyes were tightly shut and her lips were filled with purple. Clearly, she could no longer communicate with him. She could not hear his voice or make any judgments. She had no way to think, so how could she ask for advice?

But now, the situation was imminent.

He really had no choice.

"ZuoWeiYang... I'm sorry, I ca n' t ask you anymore, but you have to understand that I'm really trying to save you. I' m sorry ……"

I'm sorry, I always acted without asking your opinion. Like falling in love with you, like doing something that makes you unhappy to save you. However, he really wasn't an omnipotent god. He could only make a choice where the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. He was just a person and could n' t complete everything, so I beg your forgiveness.

However, he could only ask for your forgiveness, because even so, he did not regret it. As long as he could save you, even if there were still mistakes, he would bear all of them.

ZuoWeiYang unconsciously swallowed his saliva. His face seemed to show some relief, but he was still not completely rescued from the pain. Following that, his body seemed to be covered with something soft and warm. The life force in his body was slowly released and gradually grew.

She did not know what kind of magic pill was this, nor did she know whether it was a quick-acting medicine that could cure the symptoms or not, but she just wanted to relieve the heat of her body. As long as it could save her from being burned, it would be a good medicine. How could she care about anything else?

After recovering a bit of consciousness, ZuoWeiYang was eager to survive.

What exactly was her medicine? Was it a piece of ice or a ball of fire? In short, when she was cold and hot, she would always feel comfortable. This was a miraculous medicine. In the end, she was in a daze, but she had a deeper desire.

It was an unspeakable desire. It seemed that she had not experienced it for a long time, but it came from the deepest part of the cerebral cortex. Once aroused, there was no way to hide it.

ZuoWeiYang was covered in sweat. He was as wet as when he climbed up the Rhine river. He felt like he was in a rut.

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