Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

"Don't be afraid, Miaomiao, I'm here." Si Yi breathed into Si Yi Miaomiao's ear, "Breathe slowly, don't talk, don't waste oxygen." He whispered next to his scared ear.

Hearing Si Yi's startled voice, even in such an environment, Si Yi Miaomiao still felt very at ease.

In the almost suffocating environment, neither of them spoke. Si Yi Miao Miao could only feel his presence from Si Yi's slow breathing.

Si Yi Miaomiao felt that a long time had passed, and she felt that the oxygen in the air was getting less and less, and she had to exert all her strength every time she took a breath.

Si Yizheng's breathing became weaker and weaker. She activated the sixth sense of all animals to feel that Si Yizheng still had vital signs.

Si Yi Miaomiao didn't dare to speak, so she could only gently push Si Yi's chest. When she pushed, Si Yi tilted his head and fell on Si Yi Miaomiao's body.

Si Yi Miaomiao was startled, and kept pushing Si Yizheng's chest with his hands, but Si Yizheng was still lying motionless on her body.She raised her hand to touch Si Yi's startled face, trying to reach for his breath.

It's okay if you don't touch it, but when she touches it, she immediately feels that Si Yi's startled cheeks are wet and sticky.

It was blood. Although the blood dripped into the soil, Si Yi's keen sense of smell still smelled blood.

"Si Yi is stunned." Si Yi meowed anxiously.

She wanted to escape from under Si Yizheng's body, and wanted to rescue Si Yizheng, but she tried her best and wasted more oxygen, but she couldn't move.

The dirt was like a mountain, pressing her and Si Yizhen under it.

Si Yi Miaomiao felt his mind buzzing, and his vision became more and more blurred.

"Si Yizheng." She murmured Si Yizheng's name, and she fainted when she tilted her head.

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Dizzy, earth-shattering dizziness, Si Yi Miaomiao felt as if he was buried in the soil, and he took a breath with the stench of mud.

"Si Yizheng, where are you?" She suddenly remembered that Si Yizheng was still lying on her body, and she was struggling hard, trying to break free from the mud.

She stretched out her arms and grasped vigorously in mid-air, as if she wanted to grab something, and kept calling Si Yizheng's name.

"Miaomiao, Master Miao." Brother Zhang sat aside, and when he saw Si Yi Miaomiao's movements, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran to the bed in an instant, held Si Yi Miaomiao's hand and kept shaking it with.

"Wake up quickly, Master Meow." Brother Zhang kept calling in her ear.

"Si Yi is stunned." Si Yi meowed loudly, shook Brother Zhang's hand vigorously, and bounced off the bed.

"Ouch, my hand." Brother Zhang's hand was almost bent by Si Yi Miaomiao. He shook it vigorously and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Are you dreaming, or are you practicing karate? My hand was almost crippled by you." Brother Zhang raised his hand and threw it in front of Si Yi Miaomiao.

"Where's Si Yi in a daze?" Si Yi pushed Brother Zhang's hand away, looking anxiously at his face.

"He." Brother Zhang scratched his head, unable to speak.

"Say." Si Yi meowed loudly.

"He's in the ICU."

As soon as Brother Zhang's words fell, Si Yi Miaomiao rushed out immediately.

In the transparent glass window, Si Yi was covered in tubes, lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.