One day passed by in a hurry.
evening.
Yang Fan brought back some meat, lit a fire, and started roasting it again with skillful movements.
After a day of rest.
Yang Fan's woman's expression didn't look much better.
seem.
Her overall mental state has become even worse.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"The cold poison is about to strike again..."
Nightingale glanced at him, and a blush appeared on her pale face.
I don’t know if it was because of what happened last night, but she seemed embarrassed.
"You...what do you mean? And...you still have to hold me while I sleep?"
Yang Fan widened his eyes and was stunned!
Are you treating him as a nanny?
Is it too much?
Are they two familiar with each other?
At most, we only knew each other for one day.
Nightingale said nothing.
The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became dull and depressing.
Yang Fan is so confused!
Originally, he wanted to grill some meat and add some cumin powder to this woman.
Let her take good care of her health.
This... really doesn't make me feel good.
The nightingale couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, curled up into a ball.
The situation last night happened again.
Ice began to form on the surface of her body.
䀴且.
He didn’t know if it was Yang Fan’s illusion, but he found that Nightingale’s condition seemed to be even more serious than last night.
In fact, the cold poison broke out earlier than last night.
this……
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment and walked over.
at this time.
Nightingale was conscious and not unconscious like last night.
So, she suppressed her coldness and shamelessly snuggled into Yang Fan's arms.
Yang Fan moved the fire towards the two of them.
Nightingale's situation is a little better.
But it wasn't much better.
final.
Yang Fan was torn between his conscience and his conscience, and could only sigh.
Let him suffer a little loss, after all he is a man.
䀴且.
He was the one who saved this woman, so he couldn't just give up halfway, right?
Yang Fan hugged Nightingale.
Nightingale's delicate body froze, she didn't struggle, and didn't move.
After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.
It seems that only sleep can resist the invasion of this terrible cold poison.
Yang Fan kept cursing in his heart.
He was tortured to death by the biting cold.
Fortunately he is a boy, if he were a girl.
You might even get a cold uterus from the cold.
Yang Fan closed his eyes and circulated the spiritual power in his body to drive away the coldness for the two of them.
It’s about the same time as yesterday.
The cold poison in her body stabilized again, and finally disappeared completely.
The cold air disappeared, and Yang Fan fell into a deep sleep.
This time, he slept until he woke up naturally.
Nightingale, that heartless woman, didn't wake up on the first day and kick him away.
The next few days.
Nightingale's situation is still not optimistic.
The cold poison attacks every day, and the severity is sometimes severe and sometimes mild.
Very unstable.
This matter.
Yang Fan was very worried.
He originally came to the Insect King Valley to kill monsters, level up, and accumulate points.
How come he is now also a babysitter?
Looking at Nightingale's condition, it seemed that her injuries would never heal unless the cold poison was eliminated.
Another day passed quickly.
Return to the cave in the evening.
Yang Fan was wondering what to do.
"puff!"
As soon as he arrived at the cave, he saw the nightingale vomiting blood.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yang Fan was startled and ran over quickly.
"I'm fine."
"Are you okay? You're okay even after vomiting blood?"
"I wanted to stimulate the blood stasis in my body and suppress the cold poison... but failed..."
Nightingale explained, with a look of frustration on her pretty pale face.
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