Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1182 Coma
Porridge cried so miserably.

She cried and thought of Ye Lingfeng. She ran to his bedside, held his hand and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I suffered a lot of bleeding because of you. If you don't wake up again, I won't do it again." I don’t like you, but I like my dad the most!”

In the past, these words were most effective for Ye Lingfeng. After all, he had been fighting for favor for so many years. He was about to be relegated to the sidelines and had to watch his rival rise to the top. How could he endure it?

Even if he was drowsily asleep, he could immediately jump out of bed and fight with Qin Lie.

However, this time, he was still lying on the bed and didn't react at all.

Porridge looked at him, tears falling even more fiercely now.

I'm not pretending, I'm genuinely sad.

"Dad." She leaned her little face against Ye Lingfeng's hand, tears falling down.

It makes other people feel uncomfortable watching it.

Qin Ren frowned and walked to her side, gently touched her head, and looked at Ye Lingfeng's expression, which was also full of worry.

If something really happened to Uncle Ye, what would Congee do next?

Although she always criticizes Ye Lingfeng, she actually cares about him in her heart.

Otherwise, I would not be willing to give all my merits to him.

This has been her goal for so many years.

It was about to succeed, but now it fell short.

He felt sad just looking at it.

Congee is indeed born to be short of money, but God cannot see her becoming a rich little woman.

Whenever she was about to get her wish, something would happen.

Alas, this life is really hard.

It was so painful that he wanted to pat his thigh and cry.

However, he was just thinking about it, and Porridge really couldn't stop crying.

After all these years, Jing Bai still couldn't understand many human emotions, but he still came over to comfort him: "It's okay. He will be fine once the poison is detoxified."

"At least, it seems that his life is not in danger for the time being."

That's right.

Porridge reacted and quickly wiped her tears. Yes, now is not the time to cry. The poison is too weird. No one knows when it will attack again. The merits can be preserved for a while, but not for a lifetime. She must The antidote must be made as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Congee stood up, took a deep breath, and his eyes filled with determination, "Let's go."

Go get the antidote.

Seeing her like this, Qin Ren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just cheer up the porridge and it will be fine.

With her ability, she can definitely make an antidote.

Jing Bai thought so too.

He drew a tube of Ye Lingfeng's blood openly and openly. This was the first time he had done so.

After all, in the past, Chuzhou was wary of him, worried that he would experiment with Ye Lingfeng, and kept a close eye on him.

That’s why I agreed now.

Porridge also took out a medical book and started flipping through it.

The Patriarch had been angry for a long time, and he was so angry that he floated out of the statue with a black face.

No matter how angry you are, things have already happened, there is nothing you can do about it, your merits are gone, and you can’t help but keep them.

He floated up to Ye Lingfeng and looked at him carefully.

Judging from his appearance, he is not a short-lived person, but he does have a bad fate and constant disasters.

This calamity, if it doesn’t come this time, there will always be a next time.

He glanced at Tian Lei, approached him and said, "What's going on? Ye Lingfeng is considered a child of luck, how could he be so seriously injured?"

It shouldn't be.

Judging from Ye Lingfeng's merits, he has the blessing of heaven, so he can always escape death. What happened this time.

Tianlei didn't answer, he just floated to Qi Zhou's head and squatted down, rubbing his two paws together, making electric sparks crackle.

The Patriarch glanced at it thoughtfully.

Does it mean something to do with porridge?
That doesn't make sense. What does it have to do with Congee? The person who poisoned it is not Congee. Did Congee almost faint from crying because of this without even watching Congee?

So, what's going on?

Why did Heaven arrange it this way?

He was puzzled, but Porridge had no time to think about it. All her energy was focused on detoxification.

It's just that the poison this time was very strange. She tried her best but couldn't get rid of it.

"It's strange." Jing Bai looked at the newly released physical examination report. The paper on it was still hot. He frowned, "Obviously all the data are normal, why didn't the person wake up?"

It's been a month, and they are busy detoxifying every day. Even Zorridge has lost a lot of weight. There was still some flesh on the face before, but now the chin is pointed.

The antidote was finally made, and it worked fine when it was tried on a mouse. But when Ye Lingfeng drank it, he just didn't react.

Congee also felt strange.

His pulse condition has also returned to stable. It is logical that he should wake up. Why is it still like this?

"Master Patriarch, do you know what's going on?" Congee called Grandmaster out and asked.

Grandmaster still held the copper plate in his hand and shook his head, "I don't know."

His link showed nothing.

Not only Ye Lingfeng's, but also porridge.

Thinking of something, he glanced at the thunder on Zou Zhou's head, and whispered in Zou Zhou's ear: "I think this thing is a bit weird."

Porridge looked at his expression and said, "Of course it's weird. Isn't it obvious?"

Even though everything was normal, there was still no reaction at all.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." The Patriarch stamped his feet and quietly walked aside with Congee. Seeing that the thunder on her head did not follow him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Congee: "My It means that this matter may have something to do with you."

Hearing this, Congee looked at him blankly, "What does it have to do with me?"

Then, her heart tightened, "Is it my antidote?"

Otherwise, how can we explain the fact that Dad hasn't woken up yet?

The Patriarch shook his head, "No, there's nothing wrong with your antidote, and there's nothing wrong with Ye Lingfeng's appearance, so I guess this is God's arrangement."

"Ah?" These words made Qi Zhou even more confused, "But dad didn't do anything harmful."

Not only that, he also did many good deeds, so he should be blessed by heaven.

This Grandmaster couldn’t figure it out either.

After a while, he sighed and said, "Let's wait and see."

Everything I can do has been done, and there is nothing else I can do now.

Hearing this, Porridge's face became bitter again.

She walked to Ye Lingfeng, held his hand, and said worriedly: "Dad, when will you wake up?"

Porridge has never encountered such a powerless time.

If you tell her what to do, no matter how difficult it is, she will try her best to do it.

But now, she doesn't even know what she should or can do.

Do you really want to wait like this day by day like the ancestor said?
However, no matter how unwilling she was, there was nothing she could do.

Another month has passed, and it’s the day when the university starts.

The day before school started, Chow Chow walked up to Ye Lingfeng, touched his skinny hand, and tears fell down all of a sudden.

"Oh daddy, I miss you so much."

(End of this chapter)