I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"I forgive you." Shen Tingxuan got an advantage and behaved well. She got up and went to Fang Ling'er's side. "How is she doing?" She asked Bai Shan, who was taking care of Ling'er.

"I don't know." Bai Shan doesn't know medical skills. She just woke up, and her thoughts are also confused.

"it's wired."

Shi Xiyue hugged Shi'er's little body and murmured softly.

"Yueyue, what's wrong?" Shen Tingxuan asked.

"Although Shi'er's face was very red, she had no signs of fever. I bled her. Her fingers couldn't bleed..." When Shi Xiyue spoke, she pinched Shi'er's finger tightly. finger.

There was only a bloody opening in the wound cut by the scalpel, as if the blood in the opening was solidified and could not be squeezed out at all.

"Shi'er and Guoguo's bodies are similar. They are different from ordinary people. Maybe we don't know. Don't worry. If there is no sign of fever, it is a good situation." Shen Tingxuan comforted. "I discovered that there is a way to revive people in the illusion by using external blows."

"No wonder my body hurts so much." Sheng Zhimo was still rubbing his painful chest.

"If you have no obsession in your heart, you will not enter that kind of illusion. I want to know that your obsession is so heavy. I should have taken you out of here when you first saw the white mist of the miasma." Shen Tingxuan taught him .

"Look at Luo Zixuan..." Shen Haojin noticed that Luo Zixuan's face looked strange.

Luo Zixuan's body was leaning on the corner of the wall, his head half-drooped. It is not difficult to see from his profile that the corners of his mouth have a slight arc.

"The illusion in his dream should be beautiful. The longer he is poisoned, the more clues he can see." Shen Tingxuan said.

It's recorded in the evil grandma's medical book, so she knows it so clearly.

The situations in the fantasy world all vary from person to person, and not everyone's situation is the same.

Not every method used to awaken people in the illusion is effective.

Shi Xiyue handed Shi'er in her arms to Sheng Xichen to take care of her, and she went to Ling'er's side.

"Ling'er, wake up." Shi Xiyue shook Ling'er's body, and when she saw no response, she said to Xi'er, "Xi'er, give me a size 3 silver needle."

"Well, okay." Xi'er took out a size 3 silver needle from the silver needle bag and handed it to Mommy.

Shi Xiyue held Fang Ling'er's right hand, pinched her middle finger, and inserted the No. 3 silver needle into her finger.

The silver needle pierced into the fingertips little by little, which was more painful than any external force hitting a person's body. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart. The middle finger of the right hand is the blood vessel closest to the heart.

If the method Shen Tingxuan said is effective, it will definitely be effective on Ling'er.

In the fantasy world, Fang Linger is still immersed in the happy daily life with her adoptive father Fang Wenzhong.

She didn't want to wake up and wanted to live with her adoptive father forever, even though she knew that the adoptive father's intention to adopt her in the first place was not simple. But he has never really hurt her since he was a child.

Moreover, she lived a happy childhood in the small town of Qingping. She was so happy that she couldn't bear to part with everything here.

"Ling'er, let's go home together, don't go back to sleep. You have sacrificed so much for your mother, and it's not easy for your mother to be safe. Don't you want to live with me and your parents?

The Ren family will come back. We still have the opportunity to go back to the home we had before we were six years old with our parents.

Good sister, can you hear what your sister is saying? Do you know that my sister has been working hard these past few years to find her parents? If you have any shortcomings now, what will your sister do? "

In the fantasy, Fang Ling'er looked at her adoptive father who was teaching her brothers in the yard, and subconsciously murmured: "Dad..."

The afterglow of the evening enveloped the courtyard. She stood in the direction of the door and could not see clearly Fang Wenzhong's face.

The pain on her fingers became more and more intense, and the scene she saw in the Fang Family Martial Arts Hall became increasingly blurry.

"Ling'er, wake up...sister is here." Shi Xiyue hugged Fang Ling'er's body and leaned her ear close to Fang Ling'er's lips, clearly hearing what she said. "Father and mother are waiting for us at home. The man you see now is not your father.

Don't be deceived by him, good sister, don't abandon your sister, okay? "

In Fang Ling'er's field of vision, she suddenly couldn't see Fang Wenzhong in the yard and the fellow seniors who were training.

"Dad, where are you...don't leave Ling'er, Ling'er isn't going anywhere. Come back soon..."

She rushed over and threw herself into the air. When she looked over there again, there was already a vast white fog.

My sister Shi Xiyue's shouts echoed in my ears over and over again.

'Come back soon...'

Shi Xiyue kept calling her.

Fang Ling'er didn't want to leave Qingping Town, but the interference from the outside world couldn't keep her immersed in it any longer.

"Sister..." Fang Ling'er exclaimed, opening her big black eyes, but there were faint tears in her eyes.

"Ling'er." Shi Xiyue helped her sister up, held her arms, and said, "Are you awake? Look at me, how do you feel?"

Fang Ling'er's unfocused pupils slowly became clear as tears fell from her eyes.

Shi Xiyue's worried face reflected in her eyes.

She took a deep breath and said with a choked voice: "Sister, I... what happened to me just now?"

It seemed like a dream, but everything in the dream was too real.

"You are all poisoned by the miasma..." Shen Tingxuan explained everything clearly to Fang Ling'er.

Now only Luo Zixuan and Shi'er are still awake.

Shi Yuhuan, who had been watching the wind at the entrance and exit, saw a dark figure approaching.

He had to protect everyone, so he trotted toward the corridor alone.

"Xi'er, is Shi'er's condition better?" When Shi Xiyue saw that Fang Ling'er was fine, she devoted all her energy to her precious daughter.

"It's still the same." Xi'er shook her head.

Shi Xiyue felt Shi'er's pulse. The little girl's pulse was very strange. It seemed completely different from everyone who had been poisoned by the miasma.

Although her face was very red, there was no sign of fever.

"What's the sound?" Sheng Xichen heard the fighting coming over there, and suddenly stood up to check, and specifically told Yueyue: "Yueyue, be careful."

Shi Xiyue also heard the sound of fighting, and she held Shi'er on the ground in her arms.

It was Shi Yuhuan fighting with the sneaky black shadow.

In the small space, only Shi Yuhuan and the dead man in black were competing.