Roll up the villain's scum attack

Meirun's blood-like eyes, and thin red cheeks, even though Chen Xiuqi frowned and struggled at this moment, he was even more lively, and Wei Antang seemed to have a hole in his heart, and the pain overflowed uncontrollably. pity.

The imperial doctor took out the silver needle, and carefully approached Chen Xiuqi's arm. The sunlight illuminated the slender silver needle so that the silvery-white hairy edge of the needle point was directly reflected on the profiles of Wei Antang and Chen Xiuqi, which was very dazzling.

And Chen Xiuqi struggled even more after seeing the silver needle, but because of the system's suppression of his power, he had to use a hundred times as much strength to shake Wei Antang by a single point.

But for a quarter of an hour, Chen Xiuqi was exhausted, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Wei Antang probably guessed that Chen Xiuqi might have a psychological shadow on the needle.

"Master Ran, come and help me hold his hand."

As soon as Ran Min yelled, he moved and held down Chen Xiuqi's left hand, and Wei Antang freed his hand to lightly cover Chen Xiuqi's eyes.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while."

Chen Xiuqi struggled slightly, turned his head to the side, panting tiredly, only struggled for a moment when the silver needle pierced the acupuncture point, Wei Antang felt the moisture under his palm.

With a sigh, he couldn't help but become more curious about what kind of person Chen Xiuqi is in the real world.

Obviously possessing a terrifying force value, and an extremely hard-core physical fitness, such a dangerous person would be so nervous and scared to such an extent because he was afraid of sharp objects.

Two hours after the imperial doctors administered the needles, Chen Xiuqi gradually calmed down, and Wei Antang was still "fixed" on him, raising his hands to rub his temples.

Rubbing like this, Chen Xiuqi stared blankly at the top of the bed, not knowing what he was looking at, as if he was not looking at anything, just lost in thought.

The imperial physicians rubbed the bruises all over their bodies, and retreated one after another, followed the housekeeper to decoct the medicine. Emperor Hongyuan personally ordered that if Chen Xiuqi did not recover within a day, the imperial physicians would not have to go back to the palace, prescribe prescriptions, grab medicine, and decoct the medicine. We must supervise each other and not make any mistakes.

The emperor gave the order to die like this, and the big guys have a better understanding of Chen Xiuqi's weight in the emperor's heart, and they dare not neglect even more.

After all the imperial physicians left the room, Wei Antang propped up his sore body, and stuffed the pillow under Chen Xiuqi's head. He resignedly pinched the handkerchief in the copper basin, wrung it dry and wiped Chen Xiuqi's face.

His lips were bitten by himself, and there was a lot of bleeding from his nose. His whole face showed a fragile and shocking beauty. Wei Antang didn't wipe his face clean until the whole basin of water was dyed red.

"Phew—it's fortunate that Wei Antang is here, otherwise today would be a difficult end."

Xiaoping re-adjusted Chen Xiuqi's level and sensitivity to 50 to provide him with better recovery ability, and then Wei Antang remembered to ask.

"What's wrong with Chen Xiuqi? Why did it happen all of a sudden?"

Xiaoping scratched his head helplessly, frowned and looked at Xiao Juan, who also lowered his head and kept silent.

"Sorry, this involves a confidentiality agreement. We can't tell you. We can only say that it has something to do with what happened to Chen Xiuqi in his previous life. He... how should I put it, he suffered a lot."

Xiaojuan glared at Xiaoping, Xiaoping immediately shut up, covered his mouth with both hands, and said no more.

"Wei Antang, Chen Xiuqi has a bad temper. You may have to be wronged to take care of him, but try not to irritate him. After all, the system can't do anything about Chen Xiuqi."

Wei Antang looked at Xiaojuan's seriousness, nodded in agreement in a daze, then turned to look at Chen Xiuqi who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

There was no way, as long as Chen Xiuqi didn't wake up, Wei Antang would not leave without worry, and kept guarding in front of his bed conscientiously.

During the period, the imperial physician brought medicine three or four times, and each time Wei Antang had to pry open Chen Xiuqi's gnawed teeth like a war, and fed some soup.

However, this guy Chen Xiuqi can kill people so much even when he is in a coma. From time to time, with a wave of his hand, a bowl of soup will be sent flying three meters away, and a lucky audience will be killed randomly. Vice, how much is really fed, it is estimated that it is less than a bowl.

After tossing around all afternoon and not being able to rest his pillow at night, Wei Antang was so angry that he smoked, his hair was scratched, and he sat down on the couch, squinted at the person on the bed, and was about to raise his hand to pinch his cheek when System Xiaoping suddenly popped up.

"Hey, Juan Wang, don't disturb him, if he wakes up and still looks like crazy, those doctors will cry a lot, so don't play tricks on him."

Wei Antang withdrew his hand in dissatisfaction, pursed his mouth, kicked off his boots, and rolled directly into the couch, like holding a large humanoid doll, with his arms and legs on Chen Xiuqi's body.

Xiaoping wanted to stop him, but he felt like a [-]-volt light bulb. He shook his head, sighed, and muttered: "You can wait, don't listen to the system, you will suffer in front of your eyes, and you will suffer." .”

Wei Antang was so focused on sleeping and resting that he didn't hear Xiaoping's words clearly, and his family Xiao Juan was too busy fixing system bugs, so he didn't have time to go online to persuade Wei Antang's death-defying behavior.

He held Chen Xiuqi in his arms and fell asleep until midnight, dreaming a sweet dream. He dreamed of the days when he was still in the real world. It seemed to be his childhood. His childhood was relatively rich, with everything to eat, drink and play. It was everything, and it was brimming with happiness, but suddenly a dragon wrapped its barbed tail around its waist and threw it into the air. The dragon followed him, grabbed his neck, and flew straight from the air. Straight into the water.

The world in the dream was grotesque, and Wei Antang squinted his eyes in horror, but what rolled up on the surface of the water was not splashes flying all over the sky, but crystal clear, beautiful and broken glass.

Wei Antang's body twitched violently, his eyes opened instantly, followed by the pain of suffocation, his waist was pressed by something, in the pitch-black room, he couldn't see anything for a moment, not even Know who is strangling his neck.

He instinctively wanted to call Chen Xiuqi, but because his throat was strangled, he could only utter an indistinct voice, "Chen Xiuqi!"

For some reason, this sentence was so blurred that he couldn't understand the original sentence, which surprised the hands holding him for a moment, and even let go of him. Wei Antang, who had regained his life, breathed the air quickly, and covered his dry and stinging lips. Throat, curled up sideways, coughing uncontrollably.

The weight on his body lightened, and a hairy head pushed away Wei Antang's curled up body, and got into his arms. Wei Antang took a breath before thinking of coming over. It should be Chen Xiuqi who woke up in the middle of the night and rode on his waist. , wanting to strangle him.

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