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Chapter 11 Xiao Nan's Fever

Chapter 11 Xiao Nan reduces fever

At this time, the courtyard was already in chaos. Someone outside the courtyard heard the noise inside and wanted to come in, but the courtyard door was always tightly closed, and they could not climb over the wall.

The few soldiers and servants in the courtyard are no match for the Black Mist Spider.

One by one, they were entangled in thin threads and lifted into the air. The thin threads continuously wrapped their hands and feet, sealed their mouths and noses, and finally turned into dark cocoons.

Those who had not yet been caught began to hide all over the yard. The ground was littered with weapons and lanterns. The surrounding houses had long been firmly controlled by black fog spiders, and the people who were forced had nowhere to hide.

On the roof, Mr. Xiao is still fighting. Although his knife cannot cut the Black Mist Spider, it can continue to harass it so that it cannot attack the people below.

Inadvertently, the old man's foot fell into the air. As he was staggering, his right foot was entangled in the filament, and then slowly lifted up into the air.

"Qingtian, hide quickly!"

Even so, Mr. Xiao still thought about his grandson and granddaughter in the courtyard. Seeing that Su Qingtian was too far away from Xiao Yichen, he shouted loudly, "Go behind the locust tree!"

I don’t know if the little girl heard it or was frightened. She stood there without moving, lowering her head and groping in her sleeves.

Then a blue talisman appeared in Su Qingtian's hand.

She bent down and picked up a short blade from the ground. The blue talisman brushed against the blade and was tightly wrapped around it.

The little girl looked up again, with a reassuring smile on her fearless face. She waved her little hand, and the short blade flew toward the Black Mist Spider with a "whoosh".

In an instant, the Black Mist Spider seemed to feel a powerful force, and subconsciously trembled in fear. It was at this moment that Mr. Xiao, whose legs were wrapped in thin silk, immediately broke free from the restraints.

The old general turned over nimbly and landed firmly next to Su Qingtian, protecting the little girl behind him.

The flying short blade went straight through the Black Mist Spider's body, and the moment the scattered form came into contact with the blue talisman, a blue spark exploded.

Then, the blue flame grabbed every inch of the black mist as if it were alive, wrapping it up and swallowing it.

"Zhizhi~!"

The black mist spider in mid-air trembled and twisted, making a terrible and harsh scream, and the scattered filaments shook violently with its scream.

After a while, the black thread gradually dissipated, which also meant that the Black Mist Spider was about to be eliminated.

The man in the courtyard was rolled up into a cocoon of black silk and fell to the ground, his unconscious face reflecting the blue fire that was still exploding in the air.

"Bang!"

With a huge explosion, the Black Mist Spider completely dissipated into the air.

The dark wind that suddenly came and went also disappeared, and the courtyard finally returned to its former peace.

The Xiao family father and son sighed secretly when they saw the evil spirit dissipated, and then turned to look at the childish-looking little girl in unison.

Su Qingtian didn't feel uncomfortable at all being stared at, she just smiled sweetly.

"As long as I'm here, grandpa and uncle don't have to be afraid!"

After saying that, the little girl puffed up her chest and raised her chin with pride, looking like she was praising me happily.

"Bata!"

Suddenly, a dark object fell from the sky, landing right at Su Qingtian's feet.

When I looked down, I saw it was a human-shaped wooden sign.

It had been scorched black by the flames, and the center was hit by something unknown, cracking a deep mark, and the broken lines spread to all sides.

"Qingtian, be careful."

Mr. Xiao hugged Su Qingtian to protect him behind him and kicked away the unknown object on the ground. When he saw that the wood was just rolling on the ground without any aggression, he let out a sigh of relief again.

Everything happened so suddenly tonight that he was still on high alert.

"Grandpa, the evil spirit adsorbed on it has dissipated. There is no danger."

Su Qingtian poked her little head out from behind the old man, shook the two little knots on her head, walked slowly to the human-shaped wooden sign, bent down and picked it up.

After just one glance, the little girl's eyes suddenly narrowed into slits.

Mr. Xiao was still worried about the wooden plaque of unknown origin. Just as he was about to step forward and take it away from Su Qingtian, he heard Xiao Yichen say excitedly from behind.

"Dad, Nan'er's fever seems to have subsided."

The little nephew's body in his arms was no longer frighteningly hot, and his breathing gradually became calmer, showing signs of waking up.

These words shocked Mr. Xiao, and he quickly turned around and walked to Xiao Yichen's side. His calloused hands gently touched his grandson's forehead.

The previous scorching heat was indeed gone in the palm of his hand, and the old man was overjoyed.

"Someone is coming!"

The servants in the courtyard were either stunned or seriously injured. Fortunately, the courtyard door was knocked open from the outside at this time. Dozens of soldiers quickly poured into the courtyard. When they heard General Xiao's call, they rushed over immediately.

Dozens of people who were admitted to the hospital looked at the scattered servants and companions lying in the hospital. They couldn't help but become vigilant, and they all drew out their sabers and looked around.

"I sent someone to ask for Dr. Sun. He said that my little Gongsun's fever has subsided and he needs to check his pulse."

Mr. Xiao straightened up and looked around, "Send the injured back to their rooms to rest, and then ask a few doctors to show them all."

The captain of the night watch clasped his fists and accepted the order, and a group of people started to cheer and get busy.

Mr. Xiao picked up Su Qingtian and pushed Xiao Yichen to another courtyard. After what happened just now, he did not dare to let his grandson stay in this courtyard again.

After all, this was a weird and ridiculous thing that he had never seen in his life. If something went wrong again, he might not have this good luck again.

The few people had just settled in the new hospital when Dr. Sun rushed in sweating profusely. When he saw Xiao Nan with a soothing expression, he immediately stepped forward to check his pulse.

The two adults in the room didn't dare to look at Dr. Sun with anger. After all, it's impossible to judge the disease based on appearance alone. Only when the doctor sees it in person can he feel at ease.

Su Qingtian got off her grandfather's body and sat in an armchair nearby, sipping tea.

As soon as Dr. Sun's fingertips cut off Xiao Nan's right wrist, his expression immediately changed.

"this……"

The man's face showed surprise, and he stabilized himself a few times with some uncertainty before saying excitedly, "Congratulations to the old general, the little Gongsun Jiren is a good fortune!"

"Nan'er is really okay?" Mr. Xiao confirmed again and again.

"Yes." Dr. Sun nodded and affirmed, "Little Gongsun's high fever has subsided, and his breathing is stable and his pulse is slightly floating. However, this is also caused by high fever for too long. It will take several years of warming to fully recover."

Hearing what Dr. Sun said, Mr. Xiao and Xiao Yichen finally let go of their long-suspended hearts, and there was a burst of joy and excitement in their hearts.

As long as the child is alive, no matter how long he will be raised, it will be the greatest joy for the Jiang family.

On weekdays, if there are many servants to take care of you, you will naturally recover one day.

"Today I will prescribe some warm and tonic prescriptions. My little Gongsun is still young, so he must not take too many supplements." Dr. Sun warned while writing the prescription, "Sit down over the fire and cook some white porridge. In less than two hours, the child should

It’s time to wake up.”
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