After learning that the person talking was a new plant, Mido showed good receptivity. Anyway, he was used to it before, but it was just the first time for such an old person to appear.
The first thing she did was to quickly run to several other trees, poke them, shake them, and howl loudly a few times. She found that the other four trees were still quiet, and she returned to the old tree with some disappointment.
Next to the tree: "Why can't they talk yet?" It doesn't make sense. This one that is so old and seriously ill has already changed its form and can talk. It doesn't make sense that the other four are dressed like that but can't talk yet.
"Ahem, the air here is really bad!" The old tree had no intention of answering Mido's question, and just kept coughing and complaining.
The air is bad? Is he mistaken? The air here is the purest air she has ever breathed since she was born and time traveled. But this critically ill tree of unknown age who has been coughing actually said that the environment here is bad. She did not say that he has been
Coughing pollutes the environment, which means respecting the elderly and caring for the young.
"Cough, cough, it's too bad, I can't breathe! Cough!!" Although he didn't pay much attention to the poor environment of the critically ill tree, but hearing his old voice became more and more painful, Mi
Duo was still a little soft-hearted. After all, the voice she heard was from an elderly person, so she couldn't be too mean.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Suddenly, he found that the critically ill tree seemed to be in critical condition, and the leaves on the swaying trunk gradually turned from green to yellow. Mido suddenly became anxious. He, he wouldn't die like this.
Already?
"Cough... take me... out... and see... let's see, cough, cough, cough!" He said the words in a mess, as if he was a dying old man.
Just as she reluctantly held the hand of her loved one by the bedside and struggled to convey her last words, Mido suddenly felt a little sad. She nodded in a panic, "You... please stop talking. I will take you out right away, right now!"
Without bothering to wipe away the big tears rolling down her eyes, Mido hurriedly left the garden with the critically ill tree. She didn't know why she shed tears, but she just felt sour and uncomfortable in her heart.
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"What's wrong with you?" Yu Han, who was sitting on the sofa, heard Mido coming out of the garden. He opened his eyes and saw Mido with red eyes and tears on his face, and asked quickly.
"He, he seems to be dying!" Mido said, pointing to the critically ill tree standing swaying beside him.
"Is this just planted?" Yu Han looked at the sapling with frightened leaves, "Did something happen?"
She shook her head blankly, "After the five seeds were planted, he was the only one who could talk, but from the beginning he couldn't stop coughing, and then suddenly his clothes seemed to be dying." As she spoke, she shook the critically ill tree, which had not spoken for a long time.
She touched the tree trunk very gently and did not dare to use too much force. She was afraid that if she was not careful, the fragile-looking tree trunk would be broken by her: "We came out, what do you think? Is it okay?
A little?" At this moment, Mido felt like he was treating a dead horse as a living horse. The air outside was many times turbid than in the garden. There might be viruses floating around in the air. The critically ill tree just said
She was anxious to come out and did it without thinking much. Thinking about it now, she suddenly felt regretful.
The critically ill tree didn't respond for a long time. When Mido stretched out his slightly trembling hand to shake him again, the critically ill tree coughed twice, as if a person who had been holding his breath for a long time suddenly regained his breath: "Cough, cough
, have we finally come out of the hell just now? Well, the air here seems to be much better." Although the voice was still a little weak, it no longer had the dying feeling just now.
Mido looked at the critically ill tree with black lines on his head. "Do you really feel better?" Could he be the legendary old fool? I remember that before she traveled through time, she saw a man sitting on the roadside once.
The old man in the wheelchair was eating ice cream. While sucking the ice cream, he said to his family behind him in the wheelchair: "Oh, it's too hot." Wouldn't this critically ill tree have the same symptoms as the old man?
"Much better." Although the leaves of the critically ill tree were still withered and yellow, he no longer coughed when he spoke. He shook the fragile-looking trunk and said to Mido: "Dig a hole in the center of the city.
Plant me."
"Plant it?" Although it was a little strange, Mido and Yu Han teleported to the center of the base with the critically ill tree, pulled out the mutated plants in the flower bed, dug a hole, planted the critically ill tree, and buried it.
After clearing the soil, Mido suddenly heard the sound of the critically ill tree taking a deep breath. A moment later, the critically ill tree lost its former critical state, and the withered yellow leaves returned to crisp colors one by one.: "The smell of the air is so wonderful, in the soil
The nutrition is also very sufficient, I really like it here." The voice was still the same old voice just now, but it was definitely different from the sickly look just now.