Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 516 Nan Jue Illness (2)

probably dead.

The system sensed Nan Shu's violent mental fluctuations, and silently changed the sentence, "I don't know."

Nan Shu's face turned paler, and the last scene on the meteoroid was replayed in her mind repeatedly.

She was pushed into the starship, and Lu Xuan blocked the final blow for her. She was lying in a pool of blood with wounds all over her body, comatose, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

Beautiful eyes widened, Nan Shu fell into an ice cave, her fingertips were embedded in the green grass, digging down inch by inch, her neatly trimmed nails were embedded in the soil, she opened her mouth, and asked with almost all her strength : "An alien planet collided?"

The system didn't answer, and silence meant everything.

An alien planet will collide in 10 minutes, even Lu Xuan in his heyday can't escape, let alone Lu Xuan who is delirious and uncertain about his life or death?
The hands embedded in the soil tightened, and Nan Shu just thought about it, that kind of intense sadness seemed to be submerged by the tide, her heart tightened inch by inch, and her whole body was almost suffocated.

With trembling lips, holding on to the last hope, Nan Shu asked, "What about me?"

"Why am I still alive?"

In 10 minutes, it is far from being able to escape the safe range of the impact explosion.

"Master, you are a blessing in disguise." The system recalled the previous scene, "You overdrawn your spiritual power before, accidentally broke through the bottleneck, and became a foundation-building cultivator. The injuries on your body were also healed when you broke through."

"If it weren't for this, the host probably wouldn't be alive now, and the memory that was sealed by the original owner was only known because the host broke through and broke the magic barrier."

Nan Shu fell to the ground, completely heartbroken.

The golden sun was dancing on the tip of the grass, only Nanshu was three feet all over, as white as onyx.

—

Meanwhile, the Federation.

The green hills are stacked with peaks, bypassing the winding mountain roads, and the Lu house stands tall.

The sky in the Commonwealth is overcast and cloudy, and the autumn is completely cold. The cold wind blows, and the skin hurts. After blowing for a long time, the bones are painful.

In such bad weather, in the front hall of homeowner Lu's house, the road paved with gray and white marble stretches all the way to the fine iron carved door.

"Ma'am, it's been five days." The housekeeper stood not far away, looking at the little figure guarding the door with a worried face.

Lin Yunyun suffered a serious illness, and now being supported by others, her face is covered with wrinkles, her hair is all white, and her spirit is not as good as before.

Lifting her foot, Lin Yunyun slowly moved forward, and walked to the little figure who had been guarding the door.

A small bench, Nan Jue sat on it, neither crying nor fussing, just staring at the door.

The eye sockets were reddish from the wind, and the paint-like eyes were slack, losing the aura of the past.

The soft, white and smooth face shrunk a little, and was red and dry by the wind, like two lumps of plateau red reflected on the face, and it was peeled and rough to the touch.

The wind was blowing and it was bone-chillingly cold, but Nan Jue didn't seem to be able to feel it, he just sat there without moving, except for blinking his eyes occasionally, he almost became a sculpture.

"Xiao Jue." Lin Yunyun bent down and pulled the blanket around Nan Jue's body, "Hey, Xiao Jue, let's go in and wait."

Nan Jue didn't even move his eyes.

——Since the news of Nan Shu and Lu Xuan's life and death came back, Nan Jue has become like this.

Lin Yunyun lost the strength to comfort her, she just touched Nan Jue's head, feeling sore.

The Zerg made a comeback and headed straight to Leicester, Lu Zhengguo went into battle in armor, and Lu Xuan's life and death in Nanshu was unknown. Seeing a harmonious and happy family, it became like this.

Outside the carved and hollowed-out door, two cars stopped slowly.

Nan Jue's slack eyes lit up, and immediately after, two groups of people got out of the car.

Yan Ping, Ning Fudaoer, and Chu Yang, He Bancai.

The eyes that had just lit up instantly dimmed, and they were distracted.

Several people came in, and what they saw was a familiar scene, and they all sighed.

"Mrs. Lu." Doyle greeted briefly.

"You are here." Lin Yunyun forced a smile and told them to enter the main hall.

Several people shook their heads, "We won't go in, let's take a look at Xiao Jue."

Like Nan Shu and Lu Xuan, Xiao Jue was the one who suffered the most, and neither of them felt at ease.

Doyle squatted beside Nan Jue, and the old urchin turned into a loving elder, "Xiao Jue, can you go back to the living room with us?"

Nan Jue didn't respond, her little blushing was abnormal.

"Xiao Jue, mother will be worried if you are like this, and she will be unhappy when she comes back."

Not happy?
She won't come back, still unhappy?
Nan Jue's long eyelashes trembled, her little face turned redder, her lips were dry and peeled.

Doyle tried to persuade him several times in succession, but Nan Jue didn't respond, the redness on his face was getting bigger and bigger, and his eyes blinked lazily, showing haze.

Ning Fu stood aside, realized something was wrong, reached out her hand, and touched Nan Jue's forehead—it was hot.

"Nan Jue has a fever."

A group of adults panicked instantly, and Doyle immediately picked him up, "Go back to the room."

Nan Jue resisted fiercely, her face was flushed with tears, and her voice was hoarse, "No... back!"

"If you don't go back, you have to go back!" Doyle was angry, and strode forward with him on his shoulders.

"No return!"

Two bubbles of tears flowed down, and the flushed face was stained with tears, "I won't answer!"

"No return!"

The hoarse voice screamed sharply, and the heart-piercing cry echoed over the Lu residence.

"No...back." Nan Jue cried out of breath, dizzy all over, pushing Doyle's shoulder hard with her little hand, "I'm going to wait... Mom comes back..."

With a sullen face, Doyle took Nan Jue back to the room without any refusal.

—

"Doctor Ning Han, how is Nan Jue?" Lin Yunyun looked at Nan Jue who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Extremely sad, overly worried, and the cold wind blows again, and he has a fever for a while. It's not a big problem to take good care of him. Coax him more these days to make him happy."

Lin Yunyun nodded, and sat on the edge of the bed, her heart ached, she blamed herself and felt sad.

Doyle breathed a sigh of relief, "I see."

It's not a disease.

In the past few days, eight out of ten patients have lesions.

After sending Ning Han away, they looked at Nan Jue, comforted Lin Yunyun a few words, and then asked, "Madam Lu, is there any news from the military area?"

Lin Yunyun shook her head.

"Hey." Sitting down, Chu Yang shook his head with a gloomy expression.

Yan Ping was old, so he took the initiative to comfort him, "If there is no news, there is hope. The space is so big, we have to find it slowly."

"Ah."

Lin Yunyun responded.

The federation's super-satellite technology detected that on that day, before the impact of the alien planet, the meteoroid exploded ahead of time, and became pieces of fragmented wreckage, floating around in space.

If it hadn't been blown up by the aftermath of an alien planet's impact, Lu Xuan would still have hope of surviving, but... it was very small.

As for Nan Shu, the situation is not much better than that of Lu Xuan.

Many insiders even acquiesced that the two were dead.

(End of this chapter)