After saying that, Ye Lingfeng's eyelids drooped and he fainted again.

Before the smile on Porridge's face could bloom, it drooped again and she looked at him worriedly, "I owe it to you, daddy. Please wake up soon."

However, after calling for a long time, Ye Lingfeng didn't respond. Porridge put his chubby paw on his pulse and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Xinghua was also shocked. Could it be that he was so angry that he fainted?

Wen Jing came over, took her pulse, and her face softened a little, "Half of the poison has been cured, let's do the rest slowly."

"Yeah." Qunchou nodded vigorously, held Ye Lingfeng's hand, rubbed his face against it, stood on tiptoes and said, "I owe you daddy, you have to wake up soon."

After saying that, Baji kissed him on the face, jumped off the chair, and lay on the table to study an antidote that could completely eliminate the poison.

Wen Jing also followed and helped her.

Zhao Xinghua looked at them and warned: "Then Xiaoye will be left to you. If you need anything, just tell us."

"good."

The others also walked out, and soon only Congee Wenjing and Ye Lingfeng were left in the room.

Jinbao looked at the light of merit on Ye Lingfeng's body and drooled with greed. He kicked off his hind legs and was about to jump over and rub it, but a small fat claw grabbed his neck.

"No." Qunchu held Jinbao in his arms and pinched its paws and said seriously, "Zuiqi's father is still injured. We can't take advantage of his merits. He has to protect himself."

All right.

Jinbao wilts and can only watch helplessly.

Porridge touched it and then put it on his head, "I'll rub it with you."

Jin Yuanbao was made of Ye Lingfeng's golden light of protecting the country. They were all the same. Jinbao immediately laughed happily and hugged Jin Yuanbao and licked it vigorously.

Outside the door, Zhao Xinghua's brows finally relaxed a little. Ye Lingfeng was a once-in-a-century god of war, so nothing could happen to him.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked Chen Tuo: "Can Xiaoye still catch up in this competition?"

There are only a few days until the competition.

Ye Lingfeng is the person he likes.

Chen Tuo didn't know this either. He shook his head and said, "Let's see when Mr. Porridge can develop the antidote."

He didn't pay much attention to this, because Ye Lingfeng himself didn't care much about it.

In his words, it's all just a false name. Once you win the championship, you have to be a leader. This is the most troublesome. Only Luo Jin, the second-in-command who has been around for ten thousand years, is always thinking about this thing and wants to overpower their boss.

Chen Tuo curled his lips, remembered something again, and asked: "Director Zhao, I heard that you have set up a few levels this time, and those who pass will go directly to the final PK?"

This is something that has never happened before on the island.

They usually start fighting directly, so they don't have so many tricks.

"Yeah." Zhao Xinghua didn't mind revealing a thing or two. Anyway, we can't know what's going on until they go in, and it won't be a missed question. "It's also connected to your ranking list. Those who can pass the level,

Your points will be doubled, so you can go directly now, and when everyone has tried it, just pull out those who have passed the level to compare."

It's true.

Chen Tuo touched his chin and became more curious. According to what he said, there must be very few people who can pass. Otherwise, if there are too many people, they will still have to fight when the time comes, which is meaningless.

He turned Wan Leng's arm and said, "Hey, have you been there?"

"Yeah." Unexpectedly, Wan Leng nodded. When he mentioned this matter, his face was still a little solemn.

Chen Tuo said "Huh", "Didn't you pass the level?"

"The last hurdle has not passed yet." Wan Leng answered honestly.

No way.

Chen Tuo was dumbfounded. Wan Leng's combat power was the strongest except for the boss, but he couldn't even pass?

"You can't pass it, so only the boss can pass it, right?" He said in shock.

Unexpectedly, Wan Leng shook his head this time, "Someone has already passed the level."

"Ah? Who?" Chen Tuo was confused.

Wan Leng's thin lips opened slightly and he slowly spit out a name, "Luo Jin."

It's actually that guy?

He has never dealt with the boss.

No, he has to pass, otherwise what will the boss do if he suffers a loss alone?

Chen Tuo couldn't wait any longer, so he pulled Wan Leng forward and said, "Let's go, come and play with me."

The two of them strode away while talking.

Zhao Xinghua didn't stop him. Anyway, it was written in the rules that it could be done an unlimited number of times.

Being able to pass by relying on the number of times is considered a skill.

Moreover, every time you restart, the levels will change, and it is almost impossible to complete it just by counting.

He was sure that at most five people could pass the customs this time.

He nodded with satisfaction and left with a smile.

On the tree, Luo Jin, dressed in red, slowly opened his eyes, yawned out of boredom, looked at the level pass in his hand, and drooped his eyelids in boredom.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Ye Lingfeng's room, frowning slightly.

This competition would be too boring without him.

The most important thing is that he is willing to listen to them and say that he only missed out because of Ye Lingfeng's non-participation.

I just hope that the little girl can rescue the person quickly and let them have a good competition.

Congee thinks so too.

She and Wen Jing studied for two or three days before finally coming up with a prescription.

Holding the prescription, Porridge was a little nervous for the first time. He looked up at Wen Jing and said worriedly: "Sister, you are awesome, you owe me that dad can wake up this time, right?"

"It will definitely work." Wen Jing felt that there was nothing wrong with this medicine. Porridge was just porridge, it was just powerful.

but……

She looked at the stack of papers on the table. Each paper had only one big character written on it. She couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth and said, "Congee, you should practice your calligraphy now."

This word is so stupid and ugly.

Hearing this, Qi Zhou blinked his eyes, a little aggrieved and a little unconvinced: "Elder brother said that my handwriting looks good."

"Oh, that's because he's blind." As for her senior brother, he is a complete girl-controller. Even if Qoru Porridge is written as a dog, he can close his eyes and boast about it. Can he believe his words?

Porridge snorted, looked at the words he had written, and scratched the back of his head blankly, as if it was a bit ugly?

She looked up at Wen Jing, inserted her little fat waist into her waist and refused to admit defeat: "I can practice well!"

"Well, come on."

Congee nodded heavily, and took out her small medicine cauldron, "Sister Awesome, let's make some medicine."

"good."

Putting the little episode behind them, the two began to get busy.

It took more than two hours to prepare the medicine. Zouzhou immediately ran to the bedside with the medicine in his hands, opened Ye Lingfeng's mouth and gave it to him to eat.

Then the little fat paw placed its paw on the pulse and observed carefully.

Time passed by minute by second, and seeing the bruise on his face completely dissipated, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s done.

However, after waiting for a long time, Ye Lingfeng still didn't wake up.

There is no way, this poison is too strong, it will take two days to completely remove the poison.

Fortunately, the antidote is symptomatic.

Jinbao also watched this scene and clapped his paws excitedly. When the sun wakes up, he can go and rub it!

"Go and rest for a while." Wen Jing touched Porridge's little face and said with some distress.

She had hardly rested in the past two days.
Chapter completed!