Chapter 423 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Fooled Cultivator 26

He reached out and touched Xiaoguozi's face; it was indeed burning hot.

"Don't become ugly...don't...waaaah..." These were the few words she kept repeating to herself.

Even in my dreams, I'm still worried about becoming ugly.

Meng Qizhou immediately regretted it; he should have known better than to scare her.

This time, she was really terrified.

He only wanted to tease the little fruit, he never expected it to turn out like this.

He didn't actually make her ugly.

In reality, her body had not changed at all; he had simply cast an illusion on her, which was why she was seeing some false appearances.

This is what caused the misunderstanding.

"Don't cry, you're not ugly at all..." he whispered. "You're not ugly, don't cry."

Little Guozi frowned and was still sobbing softly.

Meng Qizhou was about to get out of bed to fetch some hot water to wipe her sweat, but Xiao Guozi kept clutching his clothes and wouldn't let go, as if she was afraid he would leave.

“…You can’t just leave me alone…Be good…” Tears were still welling up in her eyes.

"You've been very good...very good..."

It sounds like she's been wronged.

She doesn't want to become ugly, she doesn't want to become this ugly. She will never eat random things again.

Meng Qizhou could only continue to coax, "Okay, I know, you're a good girl. I'll just leave for a little while, I'll be back soon... I won't abandon you, you'll turn back tomorrow... into a beautiful ginseng fruit, even more beautiful than before."

"...No! I want it like before!" Little Fruit felt that he was fooling her.

She doesn't want to become anything else; she just wants to be herself.

It looked good just like that.

"Okay, then let's go back to how it was before." He coaxed her to let go of his hand before leaving the house.

When he got back, he wiped the sweat off Xiaoguozi.

But the situation did not improve; the little fruit stopped burning up, but its body began to feel unusually cold.

Although he was not fully conscious just now, he was still talking. Now he is lying quietly, unable to say a word, as if he has completely fallen into a deep sleep.

Or perhaps...

Meng Qizhou was startled, suddenly remembering how he had worried every night that she might suddenly die in the days after he brought her back.

His breathing became erratic, and his heartbeat quickened, like a drumbeat, growing heavier with each beat.

"Wake up." He patted her body and touched her face, but he didn't dare to use any force.

The little fruit remained motionless and unresponsive.

Meng Qizhou was really anxious at this moment, and without thinking about anything else, he hurriedly transferred his spiritual energy to her.

But after trying for a long time, the little fruit still didn't react.

He went closer to check, and even his breathing became shallower, as if he was about to stop breathing!

"Wake up! Wake up!" he shouted several times, but received no response.

Without a moment's delay, Meng Qizhou got up and ran to the medicine room.

Just like the one I fed her last time, it was a life-saving pill that I kept for myself.

Although elixirs are extremely precious and rare, there is no other way at this time.

Back in the room, giving the medicine was another big hassle.

Little Guozi clenched her teeth tightly this time, spitting out whatever she was fed, not even a sip of water.

Meng Qizhou was already covered in sweat from all the effort.

He paused for a moment.

I remember what Xiaoguozi said back then, that her parents usually called her "my darling"...

At that moment, I didn't care about being embarrassed; in order to coax her into taking the medicine, I said whatever came to mind.

"Good boy...I...I'm your mother...Be good, baby, take the medicine, okay..."

"Listen to me, I'm your mother..."

The little fruit whimpered a few times.

She was half asleep when she heard a man calling out that he was her mother and telling her to eat something...

I can't hear very clearly.

It seems like they're making her eat mud.

But ginseng fruit never eats mud.

Little Fruit frowned, looking very unhappy.

So annoying.

He's not only noisy, he's also annoying.

Why are you going crazy here?

I was already feeling down because I looked ugly, and now I can't even sleep well.

She had just finally fallen asleep, and then they had to disturb her.

I feel so pathetic.

Little Fruit felt a pang of grievance.

She's practically the most pitiful ginseng fruit in the world.

Soon, tears started flowing uncontrollably again.

This really worried Meng Qizhou to death.

Sending spiritual energy was useless, and the life-saving pills couldn't be fed to her either; she just kept crying pitifully.

What should we do?