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Chapter 441 Taking Care of Rong Ling
Wen Xin propped herself up with her hands, only to find that the place where she was lying was covered with a layer of hay, and the hay was so firm that it didn't look like it had just been paved, and some yellow fluff could be seen on it. This should be some animal's cave .

Rong Ling frowned when he heard Wen Xin's loud cry.

"Your clothes are soaked. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so I'll help you take off your clothes. They're baking." After speaking, Rong Ling pointed to the clothes on the shelf beside her.

Wen Xin felt that she was too nervous just now, so she smiled awkwardly and went to the fire to help add firewood.

Looking up, she saw that Rong Ling's face was pale, and her breath was snow-white, so she quickly stood up.

"What's wrong with you?" She stretched out her hand to help Rong Ling go to the bed, but a bone-piercing chill came, causing her hand to tingle, and before her brain gave an order, she took her hand back by herself, accompanied by her cry of pain .

It's too cold, like ten thousand years of ice.

Wen Xin was extremely worried, terrified that Rong Ling would freeze to death like this.

Standing there anxiously, looking at Rong Ling at a loss, what should she do, take him to the doctor? By the way, turn up the fire.

Wen Xin hurriedly picked up firewood and added it to the fire. Seeing this, Rong Ling said to her weakly: "Don't burn too fast, it's already dark, these firewood will burn all night."

In fact, Rong Ling didn't suffer that much. Seeing the anxiety and concern on Wen Xin's face, he suddenly found it very interesting. Does anyone in this world really care about him?
Thinking of Wen Xin's lack of internal energy, he was naturally afraid of the cold in his body.

Wen Yan Wenxin was holding firewood in her hand and didn't know what to do, so she finally burned the firewood.

"It's okay, I'll go out and pick some up later." After Wen Xin finished speaking, she walked to the shelf next to her. Seeing that her clothes were dry, she put them all away and hugged them in her arms.

Holding the clothes and walking in front of Rong Ling, Rong Ling glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes, and said weakly: "You don't want me to wear your clothes, do you? It's not good if it's cold, I still need your care."

"However, your body is so cold, it's good to wear more clothes, how can you say it's useless." After finishing speaking, Wen Xin ignored Rong Ling's objection and put the clothes on him.

"You sit on the rock to cool off, and I'll bring you some hay to cushion you." After speaking, Wen Xin went to get the hay again.

Seeing Wen Xin busy up and down for him, Rong Ling looked at her figure without blinking, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Then he smiled silently, it's good that someone cares, it would be even better if this person is Ming.

The rabbit that Wen Xin baked was taken to Rong Ling's side, and she opened his eyes without calling Rong Ling. This small degree of chill will not affect him at all, but he likes to see Wen Xin nervous.

He handed the cold clothes he was wearing to Wen Xin.

"Take it and put it on quickly, or you will get sick. If you are sick, I will take care of you too much, cough, cough, cough." Rong Ling looked at Wen Xin with a weak face, seeing that she was hesitant. He was willing to wear it, and he continued: "Put it on quickly, it's useless for me to wear as much as I'm sick, just bear with it for a few days and you'll be fine."

Rong Ling insisted on asking Wen Xin to put it on, but Wen Xin had no choice but to put on the clothes in the end.

What Rong Ling said was right, none of them could get sick now, and now she was helping Rong Ling by taking care of herself, not to mention she had to take good care of Rong Ling.

Seeing Wen Xin put on her clothes obediently, Rong Ling had a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." After speaking, she kept staring at Wen Xin, her face was on fire, and she turned around to pack the barbecue.

Rong Ling leaned against the stone wall, feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart, if Ming knew that Wen Xin fell in love with him, what would he do to him, would he be angry with himself, or would he beg himself.

Whether it's being angry at yourself or begging yourself, it's better than their current relationship.

He didn't want to be good friends with him for the rest of his life and live a tepid life like this.

He must have him in Shangguan Ming's heart, love is not enough, even hate is fine.

Rong Ling closed his eyes, what the hell was he thinking nonsense, it has nothing to do with Wen Xin liking him, he will not be angry with him, he will only be disappointed in Wen Xin.

It was getting dark outside, Wen Xin was about to go out to collect firewood, but was stopped by Rong Ling.

"Don't go out, or I'll have to find you later, these firewood should be enough to save some firewood." After Rong Ling finished speaking to Wen Xin, his face was very worried.

Wen Xin knew her own abilities. It was pitch black outside, and there was a strong wind blowing cold. I could vaguely hear some unknown beasts roaring.

She didn't want to go out either, but the firewood wouldn't last all night.

"No, don't worry about me. I'll find some in the cave. You're already cold, so you can't stop the fire." Wen Xin said firmly.

She must go out to collect firewood, she can't let Rong Ling be frozen.

Seeing the uncomfortable look on Rong Ling's face, Wen Xin walked to him and squatted down. "Just be patient, we'll go to the doctor tomorrow."

Looking for a doctor, Rong Ling thought it was funny when he heard these three words.

"It's useless to find any doctor, just leave me alone, just take care of yourself. It's not the first time I've had an illness, so it's over. Go and rest first." Rong Ling wanted to stand up and turn his body The next hay to Wen Xin.

Seeing this, Wen Xin hurriedly held him down with her hand, a stinging coldness came from her hand, making her whole body stiff, but she didn't take back her hand immediately.

Rong Ling quickly stretched out his hand and pushed her, don't you want to die, she has no internal energy in her body, she will freeze to death if she touches him like this.

Wen Xin was pushed back two steps by Rong Ling, she knew that Rong Ling was worried about her, worried that she would get frostbite.

"Don't move around, I won't touch you." Wen Xin discussed with Rong Ling.

Glancing at Wen Xin from the corner of her eye, Rong Ling felt both a little shocked and a little suspicious. Just now she was holding herself down, but she didn't let go even though she was suffering from the cold. What was she thinking? Is she really not afraid of death? Just for him to keep the hay.

She really is a stupid woman, she is the stupidest and stupidest woman he has ever seen, she is so stubborn, she is as stubborn as a cow, not at all cute and gentle as a woman should be, and I don't know what he likes about her, why? He couldn't find a single good thing in her.

Seeing that Rong Ling sat still and didn't move, Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he had listened to his words.

He was sick and suffering, how could she sleep.

"Brother Rong, let me tell you a story." Wen Xin remembered that when she was in modern times, the doctor told her more than once that if she felt pain, she might as well divert her attention, and the pain would be relieved a lot.

Rong Ling opened his eyes, looking at Wen Xin who was sitting on the rock, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What do you call me?" Brother Rong?

Wen Xin was stunned and replied: "Brother Rong, can't we call it like that?"

The sentence Big Brother Rong couldn't help but remind Rong Ling of some past events. When he first came to this world, he married a wife. He thought he would be the happiest man in the world, but his master, wife, brothers and brothers all betrayed him. He, all wanted his abilities.

The first time his wife saw him, she called him Big Brother Rong. It was true that Rong Ling was his direct blood. He had only married one wife in his life, and Rong Ling's grandfather was his son.

(End of this chapter)