Xia Wan finished the last row of needles in her heart.

She cut the pulse of the little star and kept paying attention to the changes in the pulse pattern.

Ten minutes later.

The veins began to become unstable, and the conflict seemed to be a mass of air rushing around there!

Xia Wanxin immediately started to pull out the needle.

The next second when all the silver needles are pulled out.

Xiao Xingchen's round eyes suddenly opened, and with a "puff" sound from his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of black purple blood!

The bloody color soaked the sheet beside him and some of it flowed onto the pillow.

Xia Wanxin breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had already discharged the first stage of poisonous blood.

She wiped Xiao Xingchen's blood-stained cheeks with her handkerchief.

The little star seems to feel something.

The eyes that had been tightly closed trembled, and then slowly opened their eyes.

Xia Wanxin turned her head and met his weak eyes.

Such a clear and untainted world, but you have to endure the torture of such illness.

Somehow, she felt her eyes suddenly and felt particularly distressed.

Only by force could she suppress her emotions, her voice was extremely gentle.

"How is it, do you feel better?"

Xiao Xingchen blinked.

Looking at her quietly.

He never thought that this would happen when he woke up.

She was so beautiful, better than everyone he had ever seen. She took care of him gently and helped him wipe his face.

Little Star feels extremely warm.

It’s the mother that only mother can give the warmth.

His lips pursed tightly and suddenly spit out two hoarse words.

"Mother......"

The voice as thin as a mosquito.

The moment he said it, Xia Wanxin was shocked, thinking it was his own illusion.

Then he saw his gaze fading away.

It seemed like just two words had exhausted all the energy.

His fingers reluctantly hooked her, but his eyes slowly closed and he fell into a coma again.

Xia Wanxin held his little hand and felt the real pain again.

She sucked her nose, which was a little sour.

Silently smiled.

Looking at Xiao Xingchen who had fallen asleep, he solemnly said, "Don't worry, with me here, I will never let you have any trouble."

A sure tone represents her determination to save the child.

Xia Wan carefully put his hand under the quilt.

Then disinfect the silver needle and place it again.

The next moment, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door!

Xia Wanxin's eyebrows sterned, and she quickly picked up the mask and put it on again, including thick black-framed glasses.

At the door, a soft and calm voice sounded, with a tentative voice: "Doctor hesper, how is the treatment?"

This is the hospital's ward, and it is on the top floor, and there is only one exit.

She had no other choice, and she could not avoid it.

She frowned almost inaudiblely, and pressed the call button on the side of the bed.

Like a switch, Bo Qingyun received a response and pushed open the door suddenly.

He walked up and walked faster and faster, almost trotting.

Until it ends suddenly in front of the little star.

Seeing his particularly stable face on the hospital bed, his little face was visible to the naked eye.

The blood stasis on the edge of the bed was so purple that it was almost black, which was abnormal at first glance.

Bo Qingyun realized almost instantly that the blood was the poisonous blood accumulated in Xiao Xingchen's body.

I also realized that Xiao Xingchen's situation had improved.

His face was very moved, and he had never felt moved before.

Suddenly, I looked at the doctor who had never spoken out and was dressed in a serious and rigorous manner.
Chapter completed!