Chapter 123 Something happened to Zhou Sinian!

"Zhou Sinian! Zhou Sinian! Wake up!"

Mingdai called him and quickly took his pulse.

After taking his pulse, Zhou Sinian was shocked by his physical condition. All the immune systems in his body were sounding the alarm.

What she was most worried about happened. Zhou Sinian's body was out of control.

The balance that she had spent so much effort to maintain collapsed overnight. Zhou Sinian's current situation is very dangerous!

What on earth could have caused him such a great shock and caused him to collapse like this?

Mingdai followed Zhou Sinian's direction and saw the boxes on the shelf.

At this moment, she regretted bringing the tiger bones back.

Zhou Sinian half-closed his eyes, his gaze was blurred, and it was obvious that he had not yet regained consciousness.

Ming Dai did not dare to delay and used the power of space to take Zhou Sinian back to his room.

After putting the person on the bed, Mingdai took out her medicine box, quickly disinfected it, and wanted to insert the needle first to stop the loss of qi.

As soon as she took off Zhou Sinian's shirt, Ming Dai gasped at the large scars on his body.

A scratch went through Zhou Sinian's entire chest.

The extent of the scar's knotting and swelling indicated that it was a fatal injury.

Combined with Zhou Sinian's abnormality, there is no doubt that the owner of this wound is the tiger he fears!

Mingdai's heart ached and she regretted accepting the tiger bone even more.

She continued to undress Zhou Sinian who was sleeping on the bed. Scars gradually appeared on his body, including knife wounds, gunshot wounds and some unknown wounds, which covered his newly plump body.

Mingdai tried hard to calm herself down and inserted the needle.

Half an hour later, Zhou Sinian was lying naked on the bed with a pale face. He was covered in cold sweat, his cheeks were flushed, and he was mumbling something. Mingdai approached and only heard "run quickly" and nothing else.

Mingdai was used to seeing Zhou Sinian's heartless past and was used to his strength. Suddenly he fell ill and became like this. Mingdai felt extremely sad.

Although she knew the ending of his previous life in advance, the wounds on Zhou Sinian's body still shocked her. They were so painful!

She couldn't accept that such a lively Zhou Sinian would die alone in the mountains, and it might not even leave any body.

In this life, no matter what, she must keep Zhou Sinian!

After raising the temperature in Zhou Sinian's room, Mingdai cautiously retreated, went to the warehouse to get some medicine, and boiled it for Zhou Sinian.

Not long after she left, the person on the bed opened his eyes slightly, blurred and unfocused, and murmured: Mingdai, Mingdai, it hurts. . . . .

After boiling the medicine, Mingdai let it cool down and then brought it to Zhou Sinian's room.

The person on the bed was still sleeping, with no sign of waking up.

Mingdai first pulled out the needles from his body, and then breathed a sigh of relief after taking his pulse. He had a chance of survival, and the rest depended on his care.

Zhou Sinian is now like a piece of fine porcelain covered with cracks. He can no longer withstand the torture and should avoid extreme sorrow or joy. Otherwise, even if Mingdai rescues him, his life span will be greatly shortened and he may die young.

Seeing that his body and the bed beneath him were soaked with cold sweat, Mingdai floated him in mid-air, carefully wiped him clean, and changed him into new pajamas and sheets.

Mingdai was thankful that the space could help her at this time, otherwise with her small body, she would not be able to resist Zhou Sinian.

Perhaps it was because he changed his pajamas and bed sheets, Zhou Sinian's wrinkled brows relaxed a little.

Mingdai picked up the medicine bowl and fed him the medicine.

After finally prying the food open and feeding it in, Zhou Sinian pushed it out with his tongue, whining and moaning, obviously thinking it was too bitter.

Mingdai sighed after failing to feed the liquid in several attempts, but she had to drink it, so she pinched Zhou Sinian's nose and forced the liquid into his mouth.

She had good skills, so Zhou Sinian didn't choke her, but he kept sticking out his tongue because of the pain, which looked pitiful and cute.

Mingdai made him a bowl of honey water and fed it to him. Only then did he calm down and fall asleep again.

Mingdai watched over him quietly for a while, and only felt relieved after she was sure that he had no adverse reaction to the medicine and was sleeping soundly.

Looking at the young face sleeping peacefully, Mingdai was a little dazed. There were too many contradictions in Zhou Sinian.

Sometimes one's naivety makes one ignore his age and height, and think that he is only slightly better than Goudan;

Sometimes he appears strong and powerful, making people feel reliable. He always does what he promised Mingdai. Mingdai feels at ease with him around.

However, the heaviness and pain that lingered on Zhou Sinian tonight shocked Mingdai;

If Mingdai hadn't been there, the heavy feeling of fear and regret would have really taken Zhou Sinian away tonight.

Mingdai looked at his face and whispered softly: What kind of secret do you have?

After making sure that he was stable, Mingdai carried the animal medicine she had prepared earlier in a backpack and went to the captain's house alone.

Seeing her coming alone, Auntie Huang was a little surprised: "Why, Zhou Zhiqing didn't come with you?"

Because of Mingdai's relationship and Zhou Sinian's changes, the captain's family has now changed the way they address Zhou Sinian.

Mingdai had been busy all morning and had not yet eaten, so she did not look very well.

"He has a cold, so I didn't let him come over. I also told my aunt not to let Tiedan and the others go to play with him recently to avoid infecting the children."

Aunt Huang nodded quickly: "You should also pay attention, you don't look good either."

Ming Dai smiled and didn't explain. She handed the backpack to Black Tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, this is animal medicine. I have divided the medicine bags for you. Just put them in a breathable cloth bag and hang them on the tree. Most wild animals hate this stuff. It should be useful."

Black Tiger took it excitedly and thanked him repeatedly.

Ming Dai was concerned about Zhou Sinian in the space and did not dare to stay any longer. She exchanged a few words and went home.

After entering the space, I went to check on Zhou Sinian's room first. He was still unconscious. The redness on his face from the fever had faded, but now it was extremely pale, even more frightening than before.

Ming Dai, however, knew that this was the evil fire being released, and she felt relieved.

After closing the door, she went out, heated up some buns for herself, soaked them in milk and ate them.

Zhou Sinian estimated that he would not wake up for a while, so Mingdai made him some easy-to-swallow porridge and put it in the warehouse to keep it warm. She sat by Zhou Sinian's bed and watched over him in case he woke up and couldn't find anyone.

After waiting for a long time, she couldn't help but fell asleep on the bed.

Zhou Sinian slept for the whole day and was finally awakened by a burning sensation in his stomach.

He tried to open his eyes, looked at the ceiling in confusion, and recognized that it was his room.

I wanted to get up, but found that my whole body was sore and weak that I couldn't muster any strength.

What's wrong with him?

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but smacking his lips. It tasted sweet, not the bitter taste he had imagined.

He heard light breathing beside him, and tilted his head to look. It was Mingdai who was sleeping soundly.

I moved my lips, but my throat seemed to be stuck and I couldn't make any sound.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Mingdai's face.

Mingdai was awakened by the cold touch and sat up suddenly, only to see Zhou Sinian's pitiful big eyes.

She stretched her body and asked with a smile, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Zhou Sinian moved his mouth but still said nothing.

Mingdai motioned for him to wait a moment and went outside to pour him another glass of honey water.

When Zhou Sinian saw the water, his eyes lit up and he struggled to sit up.

Mingdai put the bowl away, helped him up, and stuffed two pillows behind his back.

"Your hands are weak, I'll feed you."

Hearing this, he stopped struggling and waited obediently.

Mingdai brought the bowl to his mouth and listened to him gulp down a large bowl, knowing that he was really thirsty.

After drinking a bowl of honey water, Zhou Sinian's burning stomach and sticky throat were relieved.

He smacked his lips, savoring the sweet taste, and touched his rumbling stomach. He spoke pitifully, "Mingdai, I'm hungry. I want to eat grilled fish and braised roe deer."

Mingdai sighed. Nothing can stop a foodie from yearning for delicious food.

"Forget about grilled fish and silly roe deer. I made you some porridge, but you can only drink it now."

Zhou Sinian was a little unhappy. He put his chin into the quilt and looked at her eagerly: "Porridge? Can I put meat in it?"

Ming Dai softened her heart: "Not now, I'll make it for you tomorrow. You can only have plain porridge today."

Hearing this, Zhou Sinian pleaded pitifully: "Mingdai, I want some sugar."

This is fine. Mingdai put honey in his porridge.

When Zhou Sinian drank it, it tasted sweet and he was finally satisfied. If Mingdai hadn't stopped him, he would have tilted his head back and poured the whole thing out.

After drinking a bowl, he wanted more, but Mingdai refused, saying that one shouldn't drink too much after just waking up.

After Zhou Sinian tried twice without success, he lay down obediently.

Mingdai sat on the edge of the bed, chatting idly and carefully observing his expression.

Zhou Sinian looked very normal now, without any of the pain he had shown in the morning, as if he had returned to his former carefree self.

But when talking about warehouse-related topics, he would subconsciously avoid the topic.

Mingdai was a little worried that his condition would recur again.