The hot little genius doctor: the national teacher burst into favor with his wife

Chapter 22 Contribute Things

"What the hell is this? There won't be any side effects on me, right? Will I just die like this?" Zi Meng reached out and poked the four-leaf clover pendant.

For some reason, the previous pain has disappeared, as if the pendant belonged there.

Qinglong looked at the four-leaf clover and frowned slightly. This thing was really familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"God Qinglong, do you know the way? We can't stay here all the time, can we? We'll be frozen to death."

Zimeng sneezed, raised her head, and looked at Qinglong pitifully.

Qinglong's body froze suddenly, he seldom walked around alone, how could he know his way?
Of course, it was impossible for him to say this to Zimeng. If Zimeng found out, he would laugh at him!
Zimeng didn't have any space to put things on her body, so she let Qinglong light a fire, and she had to dry the clothes on her body first.

Seeing the sparks bouncing in front of him, Zi Meng didn't know what he was thinking, and Qinglong also lay quietly on the branch, shaking his feet, very leisurely.

After the clothes were dry, Zimeng and Qinglong walked around in the forest for a long time, but they couldn't find a way out.

It was only then that she discovered that it turned out that both of them belonged to which type of Lu Chi?
"I said, why are we two Lu Chis together? Ah? Great God Qinglong, you who have lived for thousands of years, can you explain it to me?"

Zi Meng turned her head to look at the proud Qinglong, her small mouth was chattering endlessly.

"Crack!" Qinglong didn't even look at her, turned his head awkwardly, and ignored her.

It's not his fault that he is crazy about roads. When he followed his previous master, he didn't get lost.

"It seems that there is a person lying in front, the deity will go back first, you go and see for yourself."

After Qinglong disappeared in place, Zimeng turned her head and saw a figure covered in blood lying beside the big tree. She slowed down and walked over slowly.

It was a woman, not very old in appearance, wearing purple clothes, already soaked in blood, and somewhat blackened.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood.

Zimeng stood there without any movement, just watched quietly for a while.

Finally, she moved, not leaving, but squatting beside the woman, stretching out her hand calmly, rummaging for something on the woman's body.

Zimeng's actions, no matter how you look at it, seem to be taking advantage of the fire, not to mention...

"The old man is not dead yet, what is the little girl looking for? Can you ask the old man first?"

The woman who was kicked by Zimeng slowly opened her eyes, watching Zimeng's movements, slightly pulled her pale lips, and opened her mouth quietly.

Zimeng's hand paused slightly, she looked up and found that the person in front of her had woken up and looked at her weakly.

Her hand only paused slightly, and continued with the movement just now.

Then, she calmly glanced at the woman who was looking at her eagerly, lowered her head, and continued to flip through.

"I know, you should have some treasures on you, right? You're going to die anyway, why don't you just donate those things and help me, a poor man."

Her words immediately made the woman in purple spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

How can this girl say such calm words?

No matter how you look at her now, she is also a seriously injured person, right?Shouldn't she help her heal?Why does she focus on valuable things?
(End of this chapter)