Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 446 A serious illness [2]

Xiao Xiaoling had already taken off the quilt from the bed and covered his mother with all of it, but she still couldn't stop her from shivering from the cold.

"You take a good rest, I know what to do next." Yue Manlou picked her up, but just handed her to Dugu Lan, "You find a room for her to rest, Xiao Xiaoling, you use your Light a few furnaces with the real fire of samadhi, and only your fire of samadhi can melt away the frost of your mother's spiritual doctor."

"I see." Xiao Xiaoling nodded and went out with Dugu Lan.

Yuemanlou looked at Ziyi on the ground and sighed: "I should say that you are too unlucky or lucky. Although you didn't get her love, she was willing to die for you. In this way, you This life is not in vain.”

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Yan Zimo: "It's not an option to keep him here for a long time. After my master left, the mysterious cave in the back mountain of Xuanmen has been empty. There is a natural ice cave. Put him there. Edge should be the best."

"Yes, I'll do it right away." Yan Zimo nodded.

"When catching him, tie it outside with a cloth, otherwise your hands and feet will be easily frozen on it."

Yan Zimo was stunned for a moment: "So powerful?"

"Do you think that a person who is about to reach the level of advanced spiritual medicine will let the slight spiritual medicine backfire on him?"

Yan Zimo didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly followed Yuemanlou's instructions.

On the other side, Lin Xiaoling was carried into the warm room, and the burning samadhi real fire dissolved a lot of the frost energy on her body. A familiar and anxious voice came from the door: "Xiaoling, Xiaoling..."

Xiao Xiaoling was shocked: "It's so fast, I thought he would sleep until tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Nangong Chenyan stumbled in, with one hand covering his chest, his face was still pale, but his face was firm.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you should go in a wheelchair..." Behind him was Huang Debiao who was flusteredly carrying a wheelchair.

Nangong Chenyan came to Lin Xiaoling's side, seemed to have exhausted all his strength, sat straight on the bed, hugged her: "How are you?"

Lin Xiaoling blinked weakly: "It's okay...I'm fine."

Nangong Chenyan looked at her: "Are you all right?"

"Stay away from me..." Lin Xiaoling took a deep breath, "I'm still cold."

"Then I'll warm you up."

"It's useless." Xiao Xiaoling shouted from the side, "All I light here are Samadhi True Fire, ordinary things can't relieve her frosty air."

Lin Xiaoling looked at Nangong Chenyan: "You heard it too, my son will save me, I'm really fine."

Nangong Chenyan shook his head: "Then I won't leave either, I want to accompany you, don't even think about knocking me out again, if you do this, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."

Lin Xiaoling managed to squeeze out a smile: "Okay, you can stay, but you have to lie down, your injury...how did you get here, the pain, even a lion would roll on the ground."

"I can't care that much anymore, I have to make sure you are okay." Nangong Chenyan lay beside her, "I will stay here for a few days, and I won't go anywhere."

Lin Xiaoling sighed: "It's up to you, if you can lie down peacefully, I'm not too happy yet."

Nangong Chenyan and Lin Xiaoling were injured and sick, and they came violently. It was not easy to heal. In order to avoid Nangong Qi's troubles again, they had to hide it from the outside world. It stopped the discussion of Dongzhi's ruling and opposition parties.

(End of this chapter)