After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 220 coma
When she arrived at Zhaotianyuan, she saw Fu Meng standing upright on the porch, as if she was waiting for her.

But judging by his expression, he was not that tired, so he should have rested.

"City Lord." Fu Meng looked up and saw that Mo Yunzhao was pale and thinner than before she left.

Although she was wearing a red dress, it made her pale face even more.

The skirt was blown by the wind, looking at her slender waist, I always felt that I would be blown down by the wind.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Meng hurriedly stepped forward to help her, she was very energetic before she left, why was she so weak after just over a month.

Mo Yunzhao asked her to support him, his voice was hoarse and exhausted, "I've been tired recently, it's nothing serious."

"It's not like that when you're tired, go in and rest quickly."

Fu Meng supported her, feeling that her hand was very hot, "City Lord, are you having a fever?"

Mo Yunzhao didn't try to be brave, and hummed in a low voice.

Fu Meng sighed anxiously, quickly helped her into the room, and let her lie down.

After serving her to drink water, she was about to ask for a doctor.

Mo Yunzhao: "Let's talk about things first."

"No, please ask the doctor first." Fu Meng said, and ran out quickly.

Mo Yunzhao held on for a while, but his eyelids became heavy, and soon he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Meng invited Dr. Yang to come, and seeing Mo Yunzhao fell asleep, but didn't wake up after screaming, his heart almost jumped out of fright.

After seeing it, Doctor Yang shook his head.

Mo Yunlan's face turned pale with fright, her whole body trembled as if she was sifting chaff, she opened her mouth to ask, but the question came out silent.

Fu Meng still asked: "Doctor Yang, what happened to the city lord?"

Dr. Yang: "Serious loss of essence, qi and blood, and suffering from wind-cold and fever. This cannot be cured by taking medicine, but can only be recuperated."

Mo Yunlan's pale face was full of doubts: "Azhao didn't even bleed, so how could he lose energy and blood?"

A person who loses essence, qi and blood is equivalent to losing his body, and his body will get worse and worse, and he will be a medicine jar in the future.

If one is bad, it is short-lived.

"You don't know, how do I know?" Dr. Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes, he was only a doctor.

Fu Meng sends Dr. Yang away.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Mo Yunlan stretched out her hand to touch Mo Yunzhao's forehead, it was still very hot, but now her little face was also flushed with heat, and her lips were turning white.

Seeing such a weak Ah Zhao, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Bad Ah Zhao, I want my sister to talk to you, just say it, what are you doing when you are sick?"

She took a cold handkerchief and stuck it on Mo Yunzhao's forehead, "Don't think that I'll just talk to you when you're sick. When you get better, I won't beat you up."

When Fu Meng came back after seeing off Dr. Yang, she saw Mo Yunlan sitting in front of the bed, choking and talking to herself.

"The city lord is fine, it will be enough to restore the essence, qi and blood." Fu Meng comforted.

Mo Yunlan grabbed Mo Yunzhao's hand, "Azhao has changed after coming back from Xingyanglin. I think Azhao has changed for the better. I am very happy, so I never ask why she changed..."

She buried her head in a sobbing voice, "But Ah Zhao has kept a lot of things hidden."

"If Azhao wants to get better, consume energy, blood, and lifespan, then trade my lifespan for Azhao's."

Her Ah Zhao should spend her life in peace, health and happiness.

Fu Meng was a little moved, and lowered her eyes and said: "Miss, the city lord just fell ill due to loss of energy and blood, and tiredness these days, don't think so much."

Missy is like this, those who don’t know think Missy...

(End of this chapter)