The fever subsided, and the heart disease was under control. Wei Wuxian still didn't wake up, he just fell asleep like that, but his hands still didn't forget to protect his abdomen
After the three-day talk meeting, Immortal Governor and Wei Wuxian showed up once on the first day, and no one saw them again. Although they had doubts, everyone dared not ask or discuss
In the Kim's guest room, Lan Wangji knelt by the couch and kept sending spiritual power into Wei Wuxian's body. In just two days, he seemed to be several years older, and the white hair in his dark hair became more and more obvious
An hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
Lan Wangji still hasn't stopped
The miracle doctor couldn't take it anymore, so he ripped his hand away
"Are you going to die?"
These two are not worrying. He asked him to send him spiritual power, but he didn't let him give his life away
"Leave me alone, I'll give him more spiritual power, and he'll suffer less"
Lan Wangji shook off the magic doctor's hand and pulled Wei Wuxian's hand to continue to exert force
"It's useless, even if you run out of spiritual power, it's useless. It relies on the mutual cooperation of the two of you, spiritual power and hard work. How much spiritual power you are sending to him can't offset what he deserves. Save it, twice a day, one hour each, and more is in vain. If you don't listen and die in the middle, the stinky boy probably won't live alone. If that's the case, your family of three will be reunited."
The old doctor spoke mercilessly
He had practiced medicine for dozens of years. No, he didn't even know how long he had lived. Maybe he had lived for hundreds of years. If he had seen an infatuated couple, he had never seen this pair of infatuated and deadly...
He sighed, when they met, help them if you can
...
"Uncle, wake up, why are you ignoring Ling? You said you would take me to catch pheasants next time we meet, but I waited for a long time. Uncle, you don't talk, woohoo..."
Yesterday, Jin Ling had been following Jiang Cheng's side. After Wei Wuxian's accident, the adults were all busy, and no one could take care of him. This morning, Jiang Wanli was so entangled by him that he could only bring him to the guest room to see Wei Wuxian. Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw Wei Wuxian who was unconscious, Jin Ling rushed up and shook his body, crying non-stop
"Uncle Jin Ling, he's tired..."
Lan Wangji frowned, pulled Jin Ling's hand away, and protected it in front of the couch. Although Jin Ling was a child, he shook Wei Wuxian like that, and Lan Wangji still had a trace of complaint in his heart
"Uncle, uncle, what happened to him?"
Being pulled away by Lan Wangji, Jin Ling was not angry, but leaned in front of Lan Wangji and asked
"He... Jin Ling, do you like your younger brother?"
Lan Wangji touched Jin Ling's fluffy head and asked softly
"Like"
Jin Ling nodded
"Then congratulations to Jin Ling, soon Jin Ling will have a younger brother"
Lan Wangji didn't even notice that his face, which had always been as cold as frost, was full of kindness at this moment, and his eyes with light glaze were even more tender...
"Great, I'm going to have a younger brother, I finally have a younger brother..."
Jin Ling jumped out of the guest room, eager to find someone to share his joy
"Wei Ying, did you hear that? Jin Ling is waiting for his brother, you must wake up, he can only be well if you are well..."
Lan Wangji stroked Wei Wuxian's pale face lightly, and her eyes moved to his abdomen...
In the end, curiosity drove him to reach out and slowly reach out to his abdomen
"Ah~"
Lan Wangji shouted in a low voice, and suddenly retracted his hand
What is that? "It" is moving? Isn't it Reiki? Is it actually moving?
Lan Wangji put his ear on it again
"Father..."
He seemed to hear "it" calling him softly, though weak and barely audible
Lan Yueji can't hold it anymore
"Wei Ying," "it" "is moving," "it" "calls my father..."
Wei Wuxian's fingertips fretted, and his thin blood-colored lips fretted
"Lan Zhan... Nian'er"