Grandmaster Rebirth: God Counts Little Poison Concubine

Chapter 492 Another bowl

Only then did Su Li feel a little strength in her body to move back.

Nodding slightly, "Thank you for saving me."

If it wasn't for Feng Wushen, I'm afraid she would have to return to the west again.

Feng Wushen's lips moved, trying to say something, but he didn't say anything.

If it wasn't for him, Su Li wouldn't be dragged into the bath, and Su Li wouldn't be dying on her birthday. After all, it's all because of him!
Feng Wushen picked up the bowl, Su Li saw her skill and wanted to take it by herself.

"Let me come, your hand is probably still weak at the moment."

Feng Wushen raised his hand to stop it.

Su Li blinked her eyes, and looked down at her hands.

At the moment, he no longer insisted, "Okay."

This feeling of numbness and powerlessness is indeed helpless.

Obviously this is the sequelae of prolonged hypoxia.

Feng Wushen carrying the bowl, this scene that I thought was very unfriendly, appeared in Su Li's eyes, but it was so pleasing to the eye!

He moved in an orderly manner, scooped up a spoon, let it cool down, and brought it to his lips.

Su Li just needs to open his mouth to eat.

For the first time, Su Li felt that it would be nice to be a useless person.

"Is the temperature right?"

Feng Wushen asked carefully.

Su Li nodded in response, "Yeah."

Quiet warmth flows in the room.

Such time is always fast and short.

A bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out.

Su Li was half full after eating, and she still couldn't get enough...

"Yu Lan!"

Feng Wushen opened his mouth, and when the words fell, Yu Lan who was at the door opened the door and came in.

Feng Wushen handed him the bowl in his hand, "Put another bowl."

"Yes."

Yu Lan didn't dare to look around, so he bowed his hands and retreated.

Hearing this, Su Li felt a warm feeling inexplicably in her heart.

Feng Wushen really knows what she wants!
Look carefully, Feng Wushen's appearance in the wheelchair is also very pleasing to the eye.

He sat upright, wearing a black and gold robe, wrapping his well-proportioned body.

It has an aura of a superior person, which makes people's eyes bright.

There is actually a feeling of comparing Feng Wushen with Bai Yu?
This guy, if his legs are not disabled, is as good as Bai Yu!

Soon, Yu Lan came in with a second bowl of porridge.

Feng Wushen took it without any hesitation, and fed it to Su Li carefully again.

After the cooperation of the first bowl, the two of them are much more calm in the second bowl.

After eating, Feng Wushen gave Su Li some water.

"Eat something, lie down and have a good rest."

Feng Wushen spoke, and reminded Su Li like a warm man.

Su Li shook her head.

"After sleeping for a day and a night, I want to sit for a while now."

All she needs is to run Zhou Tian, ​​the fatigue of the body will gradually disappear, and the spiritual power will slowly recover.

Only in this way can it be better and faster.

Seeing her insistence, Feng Wushen nodded and didn't persuade her any more.

Su Li then slowly closed her eyes, mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and began to repair her injured body.

Feng Wushen watched quietly, her eyes staring blankly at Su Li through the ice-blue mask.

When he learned that Su Li was about to die, he only felt that his heart would also die along with it.

How he regretted not controlling himself and hurting her!
If he had left the house at that time to spend his fever attack elsewhere.

Wouldn't something like this have happened?
He blamed himself!
Su Li took a elixir that she made herself, and used her spiritual power to activate the medicinal power.

Soon, the body was slowly recovering in the warmth.

Feng Wushen did not leave the room, and practiced with her eyes closed just like Su Li.

Silent all night.

(End of this chapter)