After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Yan Chenfeng tried his best to raise his hand, gently stroked Shen Zhiyi's face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry..."

The woman shook her head desperately, "Yan Chenfeng, tell me why!"

Seeing Shen Zhiyi's anxious appearance, Yan Chenfeng really wanted to comfort her, but because of too much blood loss, he couldn't even breathe, so he could only move his lips vigorously, and said, "Because... I..."

He couldn't make any sound for the next two words.

He wasn't sure if Shen Zhiyi could read his lips.

But he thought that he had proved what he wanted to say with practical actions.

After the words fell, Yan Chenfeng no longer had the strength, his arm suddenly slipped, and he fell into a deathly silence.

But what he didn't expect was.

After a short period of darkness, his body actually separated from the shell and became light and ethereal.

Looking at his own body lying on the ground, Yan Chenfeng realized that he had become a wisp of soul.

It turns out that people don't disappear after death?

Before he could figure out the problem, he saw Shen Zhiyi hugging him, tears falling on his gradually icy body.

Yan Chenfeng didn't know whether it was a hallucination or a real thing.

All he knew was that the woman's behavior was completely unexpected.

Doesn't she hate herself?

Why do you still feel sorry for his death?

While thinking about it, he saw Shen Jiaojiao walking up to Shen Zhiyi's side, bending down to her ear and saying something.

After hearing this, Shen Zhiyi roared like crazy.

Then, Shen Jiaojiao took the gun from Fang Zhuo's hand and put it on Shen Zhiyi's head.

"No, don't touch her..."

Yan Chenfeng tried to stop it, but found that his arm passed through Shen Jiaojiao's body, unable to touch anything.

Looking at Shen Zhiyi again, she was staring at Shen Jiaojiao intently at this moment, without any fear in her eyes.

After a while, she held his hand and murmured: "Shen Feng, I am the one who is sorry for you, the child..."

Then, he drew out the dagger he used for self-defense, and pierced his heart hard!

"No! Zhiyi!"

Yan Chenfeng broke out in a cold sweat.

In the next second, he was pulled by an invisible force and fell into another vortex...

……

Feng Shu came to the living room, and immediately saw Yan Chenfeng sleeping on the sofa.

The man was probably having a nightmare, his body was moving all the time, and he was still talking vaguely.

"Shen Feng, wake up."

Feng Chi wanted to wake him up and let him sleep on the bed.

As a result, he touched his body inadvertently and found that his whole body was hot.

He quickly touched Yan Chenfeng's forehead again, and he was sure he had a fever.

"Is there no one to take care of such a big patient?"

Feng Chi said so, but he also knew that everyone's thoughts are on Shen Zhiyi now, who cares about Yan Chenfeng?

He patted Yan Chenfeng's face unwillingly, and asked, "Brother, can you wake up? If I don't wake up, I'll carry you on my back."

Yan Chenfeng frowned, wondering if he heard Feng Zhi speak.

In the next second, he waved his big hand and slapped him across the face!

Wind switch:? ? !

No, what do you mean?

This slap was not light, and Feng Chi's face was burning with pain, but he also knew that Yan Chenfeng didn't do it on purpose, but accidentally slapped it when he raised his hand.

Because after this slap, the man passed out again.

Feng Chi sighed, took a blanket to cover Yan Chenfeng, and hurried to the infirmary to call the village doctor.

Zhou Jinghuai and Yun Wu were too busy making the antidote to take care of him.

But he has a fracture and a fever, so he needs to be treated quickly.

The doctor checked Yan Chenfeng's condition and found that he had a severe fever, so he simply brought a basin of water to help him physically cool down with the wind switch.

"Is he alright?" Feng Chu asked worriedly.

The doctor comforted him: "Boss Yan is suffering from the wind and cold, plus the wound is inflamed, so he suddenly got burned. It shouldn't be a serious problem."

Although the doctor said so, Feng Li was still worried.

Last time Yan Chenfeng also had a high fever, but he forgot about Shen Zhiyi when he woke up.

What if I forget more this time?

Soon, other people also learned about Yan Chenfeng's fever.

Nightingale was not surprised.

Yan Chenfeng had been frozen on the mountain for so long and had broken his arm. If he hadn't been worried about Shen Zhiyi, he would have collapsed a long time ago.

"Let him get a good night's sleep." Nightingale said, "This way he won't have to worry too much about conscious matters."

On the other side of the laboratory, Zhou Jinghuai and Yunwu are still intensively preparing.

Finally, in the early morning of the third day, the first antidote was made.

Yunwu quickly injected the antidote into Shen Zhiyi.

Next, there is a long wait.

Whether the antidote will work or when it will work is unknown.

Moreover, Shen Zhiyi's illness has dragged on for too long, and his body is already too weak. If he can't bear the side effects of the antidote, it is also possible.

Yun Wu saw Zhou Jinghuai's anxiety, and comforted him: "We have done everything we can, and the rest is up to God's will."

Zhou Jinghuai nodded, "I know."

He understands the reason.

But facing the life and death of a close friend, it is still hard not to be influenced by emotions.

Yun Wu poured a glass of water for Zhou Jinghuai, and said, "Go and lie down for a while, if you don't close your eyes for such a long time, you will collapse."

The few hours she and Zhou Jinghuai spent in the laboratory were like a war.

During the period, she also slept for a while.

Zhou Jinghuai has persisted until now.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zhou Jinghuai thought for a while, and there was no point in holding on like this, so he asked Yun Wu to go back to the room alone.

Because he was so tired, he didn't notice that the room had become tidier.

It wasn't until I lay down that I realized that the sheets and quilt had been changed, and I could still smell the fragrance of washing powder when I got closer.

At this moment, Yan Mingyu opened the door and walked in.

"Are you tired?" The woman held a bowl in her hand, "I made some noodle soup, you can eat it before going to sleep."

"Thank you." Zhou Jinghuai did not refuse, took the bowl from Yan Mingyu's hand, swallowed it without even using a spoon.

"Don't worry, no one is going to grab you." Yan Mingyu sighed, and gently helped Zhou Jinghuai to straighten Zhou Jinghuai's upturned hair with his slender fingers.

Zhou Jinghuai finished his noodle soup silently and wiped his mouth.

Then he grabbed Yan Mingyu's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Yan Mingyu froze for a moment.

Then he wrapped his arms around Zhou Jinghuai's waist and responded.

The man seemed to have found some lost treasure, and his arms were tightly wrapped around the woman in his arms.

While breathing, the smell of shampoo on Yan Mingyu's hair penetrated into his nostrils, soothing the man's restless emotions for many days.

"Look at you, you're so thin, your muscles are almost gone." Yan Mingyu pinched Zhou Jinghuai's waist, trying to ease the atmosphere with a teasing tone.

"You can practice again when you lose your muscles, but you are really lost when you lose your people."

Yan Mingyu pursed her lips slightly, "Just don't ruin yourself."

The two embraced for a while, Yan Mingyu let go of Zhou Jinghuai, pinched his chin and lifted it up.

The man looked thinner than last time I saw him.

Blue stubble appeared on his chin, and he was completely different from the elegant and dignified appearance when they first met.

"What are you looking at?"

"See if your appearance has declined." Yan Mingyu replied solemnly, "I'm from the Appearance Association. If you make yourself too ugly, I don't want you."

Zhou Jinghuai raised the corner of his mouth, "If you say that, I will feel a sense of crisis."

Yan Mingyu snorted softly, and poked his forehead with his index finger, "That's right!"

The two chatted for a while, Yan Mingyu saw that Zhou Jinghuai was really tired, rubbed his head, and said, "Go to sleep, I'll be here with you."

Zhou Jinghuai nodded and lay down.

……

After the antidote was injected, everyone hoped that Shen Zhiyi would wake up early.

But the woman was so weak that she was still unconscious after one injection.

Jiang Xuwan paced back and forth in the living room anxiously.

"Aunt Jiang, sit down for a while." Anna watched Jiang Xuwan walking up and down in front of her, her eyes were almost dizzy.

"I want to sit too, but I get nervous when I sit. It's better to walk."

Jiang Xuwan took a deep breath, and glanced at Shen Zhiyi's room, hoping for good news in the next second.

"You said, the antidote has been injected, why are you still awake?"

"Consciousness has been poisoned for too long, and the body has been overdrawn. It needs to recover slowly."

"Hey, my poor daughter-in-law..."

Anna was also very anxious by Jiang Xuwan, so she simply stood up and walked with her.

The two of them just walked from left to right, and then from right to left, maintaining a back and forth route.

In the room, Yang Yang and Nuan Nuan sat quietly by the bed, eagerly waiting for Shen Zhiyi to wake up.

Yun Wu asked them to go out and wait, but they didn't want to, so they just sat here motionless, which made people feel distressed.

"The sun is warm, you need to eat something." Yun Wu glanced at the time, it was already noon.

The two little guys haven't eaten yet.

"Auntie, I'm not hungry." Nuan Nuan pursed her lips, and the attributes of snack food disappeared.

"Yangyang, what about you?"

"I'm not hungry either."

Cloud and Mist could understand how they felt.

When she learned that her grandmother had passed away, she couldn't eat anything.

It felt like there was a stone stuck in my throat and I couldn't swallow anything.

Thinking about it, Yunwu went outside to get two cans of milk and handed them to Yangyang and Nuan Nuan.

"Drink this if you can't eat. You don't have to drink it all at once. Drink it slowly. Don't let your stomach be empty."

"Thank you auntie."

In the quiet room, time passed by every minute.

The two little guys held the milk and stared intently at Shen Zhiyi on the bed.

After a while, a "gurgling" sound came from Nuan Nuan's stomach.

Yang Yang disassembled the straw and inserted it into the warm milk.

"Brother, I don't want to drink."

"Drink some if you don't want to." Yang Yang said earnestly, "Everyone has worked hard to take care of Daddy and Mommy. Let's stop causing trouble to others, what do you think?"

Nuan Nuan hesitated to speak, but finally listened to Yang Yang, biting the straw and drinking in small sips.

It was night in a flash.

Ning Xiu cooked, but no one could eat. A group of people sat around the office of the village committee, anxiously waiting for a result.

"Jinghuai, will this antidote work?" Jiang Xuwan asked Zhou Jinghuai for the nth time.

"Mom, you have asked me several times." Yan Mingyu put his arms around Jiang Xuwan's shoulders, "Now let's just wait steadily and don't think too much."

"How could I not want to!" Jiang Xuwan said, his eyes were red again, "Zhiyi is still so young, why should she suffer this crime, if only I could give her my life..."

"Bah, bah, don't talk nonsense, you'll be fine." Yan Mingyu interrupted Jiang Xuwan's ominous speech, "And have you forgotten, Uncle Changgui told Zhiyi's fortune back then, saying that she was Phoenix life, will be reborn from Nirvana, isn't that what he said?"

Under Yan Mingyu's comfort, Jiang Xuwan finally felt better.

However, Zhou Jinghuai's heart became heavier and heavier.

In fact, there was something that he didn't tell anyone.

That is whether the antidote will work, we will see tonight.

If Shen Zhiyi is still unconscious after twelve o'clock, it means that the toxin has penetrated into the bone marrow, and it is completely hopeless...

"Cheer up, everyone, isn't there still hope?" Anna took a deep breath and tried to pull herself together, "Look at each of you, like eggplants beaten by Shuang, how uncomfortable it would be to see you like this ah?"

"Anna is right. Everyone, don't be so sad. I heard that people who are unconscious can feel the emotions of the outside world. We should pass on the positive energy to the wife." Zhu Lan seconded.

"By the way, the teachers and students at the school prepared this for Miss Shen..." Ning Xiu suddenly thought of something, and took out a big glass bottle from the drawer.

I saw that it was full of colorful thousand paper cranes.

"There is a saying in our Mozhu Village that if you fold a thousand origami cranes, you can make a wish. The wish the students make is to hope that Miss Shen can recover soon."

Yan Mingyu took the glass bottle, her eyes lit up, "Your students are very skillful, and there are so many paper cranes, it will take a long time to fold them, right?"

Ning Xiu smiled, "The strength of a lot of people is great."

Yan Mingyu held the glass bottle and looked at it for a while, then murmured: "Zhiyi, have you seen it? So many of us are looking forward to you waking up, you must not let us down..."

……

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

The siblings have been in bed for too long and have already started to feel sleepy.

Seeing Nuan Nuan's head moving little by little, Yun Wu said softly: "Nuan Nuan, will Auntie take you to sleep?"

Nuan Nuan had a quick shot, and immediately woke up, shaking her head like a rattle.

"No, Auntie, I'm not sleepy anymore."

Yunwu looked at Yangyang helplessly, hoping that he could use his brother's identity to restrain Nuannuan.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yang patted his leg and said, "If you're sleepy, lie down on brother's lap and sleep for a while."

Yunwu: "..."

It seems that the two brothers and sisters are determined to stay here to the end.

……

After another two hours, Yang Yang was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

He yawned.

With tears in his eyes, he vaguely saw Shen Zhiyi's fingers moving.

The little guy woke up suddenly and rubbed his eyes vigorously!

Soon, Shen Zhiyi moved a second time.

Yang Yang was overjoyed, and hurriedly woke Nuan Nuan who was drowsily asleep.

"What, what's wrong?!" Nuan Nuan looked at Xiang Yangyang with a pair of big ignorant eyes.

"Look quickly, did Mommy's hand move?!"

Hearing this, Nuan Nuan hurried to Shen Zhiyi's hand, her nose almost touched the back of her hand.

After a few seconds...

"Yes... it moved!"

"Great, hurry up and call Aunt Yunwu!"

Nuan Nuan rushed out of the room, almost tripped because she was too anxious.

"Aunt Yunwu, my mommy has moved!"