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I¡¯m here¡Xing Zhimo, I¡¯m here¡
Yan Wanxi wanted to make a sound, but she felt like she couldn't make any sound at all and could only listen.
When Xing Zhimo rushed over, he saw such a scene.
Yan Wanxi was shrouded in a black mist, and her face was already slightly reddened by the black mist, and she looked like she was about to be unable to breathe.
But the small white figure under her feet kept spinning there.
It looks like he is anxious.
"Wanxi!" Xing Zhimo shouted towards Yan Wanxi. But Yan Wanxi seemed not to hear it at all and failed to respond to herself.
On the contrary, the little white snake at her feet was crawling towards him.
When the little white snake saw Xing Zhimo, she anxiously led her towards Yan Wanxi.
Xing Zhimo also saw Yan Wanxi's appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yan Wanxi down.
But as soon as he took action, Yan Wanxi's face turned pale again.
This made him dare not act rashly.
¡°I can only shout: ¡°Wanxi, how are you?¡±
Yan Wanxi's eyes were blurred by the black mist. She opened her mouth, but she still couldn't make a sound.
Xing Zhimo¡¯s brows furrowed even more tightly. He looked at the black mist on Yan Wanxi¡¯s body and thought of what happened that night.
??I suddenly thought of that night, he used the Buddhist beads to drive away the black mist.
Thinking of this, Xing Zhimo immediately took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and placed them on Yan Wanxi's forehead.
The next moment, he heard a miserable wailing sound coming from the black mist.
And the black mist on Yan Wanxi's body completely dispersed after the scream.
"Wanxi, Wanxi, are you okay?" Xing Zhimo helped Yan Wanxi, who was lying limply on the ground, and asked, looking at her pale face.
The little white snake also hurriedly wrapped itself around Yan Wanxi's wrist, twisting uneasily in her hand a few times.
Seeing Yan Wanxi¡¯s appearance, Xing Zhimo¡¯s original intention of chasing after her stopped.
He picked her up and headed towards the town medical center.
"Doctor, how is she?" Xing Zhimo looked at Yan Wanxi, who was lying on the bed with her face still pale, and asked the doctor who was taking her pulse.
The old doctor stroked his gray beard, frowned and said, "This girl is too weak and fell asleep. It's nothing serious."
Xing Zhimo then heaved a sigh of relief and thanked the doctor: "Thank you very much, doctor."
The old doctor waved his hand towards Xing Zhimo, pointed to the door of his medicine hall, and said: "It doesn't matter, just remember to pay for the door later."
Xing Zhimo looked in the direction pointed by the old doctor, only to see that the large dark wooden door had fallen to the ground.
It turns out that Xing Zhimo was so anxious just now that he knocked on several pharmacies, but no one answered at those pharmacies.
Seeing that this was the last one, he wanted the doctor to come out to help him treat Yan Wanxi no matter what, so he could only kick the door open.
But I didn¡¯t expect that I used too much force and actually kicked down the door of the house.
He coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, this is natural. Doctor, when will she wake up?"
The old doctor stroked his beard and said, "When she wakes up, she will wake up naturally. There is no need to worry."
After hearing these words, Xing Zhimo put his heart back in his stomach. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com