Chapter 973 Everyone Knows
"The petals are dehydrated from crying."
Ye Xiaoman teased Jiaying with a smile, "Is there any water in the room? Have some water."
Jiaying then sobbed, weakly propped himself up, picked up the water cup that the monk had placed on the ground, and drank the water sip by sip, like a willow swaying in the wind, with tears on his eyelashes.
His eyes still looked at Ye Xiaoman pitifully.
Ji Weiming once again lamented the enemy's strength.
He had known Jiaying since childhood, and in his impression, Jiaying was an emotionless, cold and aloof person. He never knew that Jiaying could cry so much.
This is not the normal way to cry. You have to appear weak and lovable, as if every move has been carefully designed and rehearsed many times in private.
He actually used tears as a weapon to gain attention. What a dirty method.
After these days of treatment, Ji Wenyi's eyes could already vaguely see things, but the vision was still not very clear, as if there was a layer of white mist in front of his eyes.
He saw Xiao Chujing's presence through the white mist.
In the past, when brothers met, they were extremely jealous of each other.
But seeing that Xiao Chujing, like him, had to stand on the periphery and endure watching Ye Xiaoman being affectionate to others, he felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
When Ye Xiaoman once again gently comforted Jiaying not to cry and hurt his eyes, Ji Wenyi couldn't help but say: "Abao, my eyes are also..."
Ye Xiaoman turned around and looked at Ji Wenyi unhappily.
"Don't compare yourself to others in everything. You and Jiaying are different. You are strong, but Jiaying is weak. He needs me."
Ji Wenyi felt very depressed after being humiliated in public.
Before he could save face, three more talismans flew out from Ye Xiaoman's sleeve.
The expressions of the men present were stern.
Even Jiaying, who had regained some of his sanity, became wary.
The three communication talismans were put together to form three frames, so there were six frames lined up on the scene and displayed in front of Ye Xiaoman.
The picture flashed and then froze, and the figure went from blurry to clear.
This is the time when you should practice the art of medicine, and the art of harvesting food should be carried out in harmony with the times.
Sanqi stood at the gate of the Divine Realm Palace, waiting for the guards to let him in. Every once in a while, he would personally escort the resources he had saved to the Divine Realm to assist Ye Xiaoman in her treatment.
Qing Yuanhu is still working overtime at the Huantian Chamber of Commerce at this moment.
When Ye Xiaoman was in a coma, she burned expensive and rare supplements every day - otherwise how could she have achieved the Spirit Transformation Stage in just nine years? Many of these things are not necessarily available to those with power.
Every time Qing Yuanhu opened his eyes, he thought about getting good things for Ye Xiaoman. He used the resources of the Huantian Chamber of Commerce to look for famous doctors who were lost in the world. He was busy like a dog every day.
Shi Zaixing was in his dormitory in Yunding Palace. He was holding a thick quilt and had a pair of handcuffs on his wrists.
As a member of the Aiman League, Shui Zhongtian's eldest brother, and as Ye Xiaoman's family, Qing Zhengzong, the main clan, both sides released information very quickly.
Ye Xiaoman only told him that she had woken up in the morning. By the afternoon, the news of the nameless sword master's resurrection spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys.
The nameless sword master has woken up!
The whole world was in an uproar.
After receiving accurate information, the three men immediately contacted Ye Xiaoman.
When they confirmed with their own eyes that Ye Xiaoman had really been resurrected, they were all stunned for a moment, and then each of them expressed their own feelings.
Sanqi was ecstatic. He pressed himself against the screen, having long forgotten how to behave like a steady young master in front of the people of the sea area. He shouted, "My lord, you are finally awake!"
He first laughed incoherently, then remembered something while laughing foolishly, and then began to unpack the package he brought, taking out the goodies from it and distributing them one by one to his subordinates who came forward to congratulate him.
Even the guards at the gate were stuffed with gifts.
It seems that in the divine realm there is a tradition of giving away money when a happy event occurs. This means sending away the bad luck of the past and distributing joy. It is a way to pray for relatives and friends.
Sanqi was busy playing the role of a money-giving boy. Qing Yuanhu first stood up from behind his desk piled with documents, looked at Ye Xiaoman, came to his senses, his legs went weak, and he let out an "ah" and fell back into his chair in a daze.
He slumped back in the chair like a boneless man, pinched his tired brows with his hands, tilted his head back, and let out a long shout.
After he regained his spirit, he immediately jumped up and pointed at Ye Xiaoman to attack her.
"Well done, Ye Xiaoman, I've been working so hard for you all these years, yet you didn't even tell me you were resurrected. It was only after the Qingzheng Sect informed me that I finally found out!"
"You're heartless, you're not nice to me, I'm going to start making a scene!"
Ye Xiaoman had no time to pay attention to Qing Yuanhu's accusations. Her attention was all on Shi Zaixing. From the moment Shi Zaixing saw her, he started coughing desperately. He coughed and coughed, as if he couldn't breathe. His eyes rolled back and he fell on the bed, gasping for breath.
The fact that he was breathing out more than breathing in scared the people around him.
The disciples surrounded Shi Zaixing, some gave him acupuncture, some fed him blood, some pinched his Ren Zhong point, and tried their best to give him first aid.
After being rescued with great difficulty, Shi Zaixing let out a series of chaotic shouts.
The disciple who had been serving for a long time understood Shi Zaixing's intention and quickly said, "Let's step aside and not block the Sect Master's view of the Nameless Sword Master!"
Ye Xiaoman was a little bit incredulous. No matter how Sanqi and Qing Yuanhu shouted in her ears, she just looked carefully at the skinny body in front of her.
Finally, she gasped and blurted out: "Shi Zai Xing, why did you become so ugly?"
No matter how beautiful a face is, if it is too thin and the cheeks are sunken, it will not look good in any way.
Shi Zaixing clearly heard Ye Xiaoman's disgust. He shouted hurriedly and quickly raised his hands to cover his face. He was like a vampire that died in the light, and his whole body was shaking.
Ye Xiaoman remembered that Shi Zaixing used to cherish his appearance, and quickly tried to save the situation: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."
The communication box representing Shi Zaixing immediately turned to ashes. Shi Zaixing seemed unable to bear the blow and cut off the communication with her.
Ye Xiaoman touched her nose and looked at Qing Yuanhu and Sanqi.
"Okay, okay, thank you for your care during this time."
Qing Yuanhu and Sanqi had experienced great joy and great sorrow, and it was difficult for them to calm down in a short period of time. Their eyes fell on the back of Ye Xiaoman.
Yue Mushan was disheveled, with his arms folded, sitting on the only bed in the room, looking at them unhappily.
Yue Mushan patted the bed and said softly, "Sister, it's late, and the visiting time is almost over."
He threw out his trump card, "Your body can't stand the night."
After these words were spoken, Sanqi and Qing Yuanhu felt that their soft spot was exposed and they immediately said goodbye.
Qing Yuanhu asked, "Are you on the flying boat? Are you going back to the Qingzheng Sect?"
Without waiting for Ye Xiaoman to answer, he jumped out of his office.
"I will set off for Qingzhengzong now."
Before Ye Xiaoman could say that she was not in Qingzhengzong recently, he cut off the communication.
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