Chapter 87
"Yi'er, mother's Yi'er, why did you leave like this, leaving mother alone, how can you live?"

There were tears in the man's eyes, but they didn't flow down. His tears had been drained long ago. He was also saddened by his son's sudden death, but he also had his own responsibilities, and it was impossible for him to be immersed in it all the time. In the midst of grief, he buried this sadness deep in his heart. He thought he didn't care about it at first, but when he saw his son's face, he still couldn't help but get red eyes.

Xie Xiaomi didn't delay, turned over and stood directly beside the coffin, stretched out her hand to feel the young master's pulse, and found that what she guessed was right, the young master's body was already weak and couldn't stand the journey all the way. , Coupled with poor eating and sleeping, he contracted a cold, which turned into inflammation, and finally closed his breath, forming a state of suspended animation.

"Father, bring me the silver needle from my backpack."

"it is good."

Father Xie quickly took the bag that Xie Xiaomi often carried on his back, and handed it over. Xie Xiaomi rummaged through the bag, but it was actually taken out from the space.

A crimson box with complicated patterns engraved on it looks like a lot of money, which makes the young woman's confidence in Xie Xiaomi even stronger.

"Sanggong, Xianggong, look quickly, the box that the girl is holding in her hand looks very simple at first glance, maybe it really has hope."

"Yes, yes, there is hope." The man was also quite excited, but he still waited by the woman's side to protect her safety.

And Xie Xiaomi took out the silver needle, flipped his fingers over, and applied the needles to several acupuncture points all over the young master's body, and then took out a porcelain bottle from the package, which was the mountain spring water she had packed before, and slowly sent it into the young master's body. In the mouth, the young master had no ability to swallow, so I don't know which acupuncture point Xie Xiaomi pricked, but the young master actually swallowed the water.

Then, according to the order, the needles were twisted to promote the flow of the mountain spring water, so that the mountain spring water could quickly nourish the little prince's body.

The young woman stood below, watching Xie Xiaomi's every move carefully. When she saw that her son was able to swallow, she even tugged on her husband's sleeve excitedly, crying with joy.

Time was lost little by little under the attention of everyone. The refugees who were surrounded by them were not missing at all, but there were more trends. The old lady who bumped into Xie Xiaomi just now looked at the sight in front of her in shock. A scene, then thought of something, rolled his eyes around, rubbed his hands, and opened his mouth
After a stick of incense, Xie Xiaomi gently helped the young master up, then looked at the excited young woman and said, "Madam, next I will beat the young master's back so that he can breathe out of his suffocated breath." By the way, there may be something in this process that you are sure you want to watch?"

"It's okay, it's okay, girl, just hit it hard, I can, I can."

The butler was full of amazement when he stood there. He had heard of someone who could beat people to death, but he had never heard of someone who could kill people. Hey, the forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds.
Xie Xiaomi didn't have any objections when he saw his parents, and he didn't think about what to do at this time, so he concentrated his inner energy in the palm of his hand, and slapped the young master directly on the back. If the first blow didn't work, he would take a second blow, until he took five or six shots. , the little boy suddenly choked and coughed, and tears began to flow down.

(End of this chapter)

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