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Zhao Wanxi just stood far away and could see several people coming in and out. At this time, the group came over and never saw them again.

Only when passing a small thatched house, a small head suddenly protrudes from a small hole on one side that should be used as a window.

Waxy yellow face, skinny, partial a pair of eyes, very familiar.

It's the little girl who asked them for meat in the forest before.

I thought she suddenly looked out because she saw her acquaintances and wanted to talk to them. But unexpectedly, the other person just poked his head.

Before the people on Zhao Wanxi's side thought whether or not to say hello to her, they drew back.

Action is extremely fast, almost one side of Chu Liuli just opened his mouth, there is no shadow, provoked her tongue, some reaction is not big.

Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi didn't mean it either. With a flash of light at the bottom of her eyes, she secretly pulled off Chu Liuli's sleeve to let her come back to herself, and then led her away.

It was originally a simple place, and I didn't expect the conditions to be very good, and the place where the peasants lived was even more indescribable.

More than a few people can't squeeze in. Zhao Wanxi can only ask Huang Qi to accompany Chu Liuli, while others are waiting outside.

Fortunately, because of its simplicity and light leakage, it's not very dark. On the temporary wooden bed, there is a human shape. If you don't feel it carefully, you can't hear the breath at all.

With a foot in, the farmer's mood is wrong, all over the body exudes a share of hard to hide sadness.

Walk slowly past, even speak in a low voice, are careful.

"San'er, my brother has sent for a doctor to see you. Don't be afraid. We will be fine."

With that, when he looked back at Zhao Wanxi, his full expectation was like invisible pressure.

"Ma'am, this is my brother. He..."

As he spoke, the big bump on the bed finally moved.

But really no strength, half a sound did not show, or the farmer reached out to help.

When the patient showed his true face completely, Zhao Wanxi's heart sank even if he only looked at it from a distance.

The farmer didn't notice that something was wrong in time. He was full of expectation and helped his brother to be good. He was especially attentive to Zhao Wanxi.

An old wooden stool was rubbed and rubbed with his sleeve, earnestly praying.

"Madame, the place is simple and crude. Don't dislike it. Please sit here."

This is not the kind of person who is so particular about eating bitterness. Zhao Wanxi doesn't care. The Chu colored glaze is still frowning. She unconsciously takes out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wants to put it on her. She has already sat down.

Seeing this, Chu Liuli can only quickly cover the patient's wrist with a handkerchief, fearing that she has been ill, which makes Zhao Wanxi laugh and cry.

Chu Liuli is not qiong'er. She still doesn't know her. Zhao Wanxi doesn't do much about it. She raises her hand and presses it down, concentrating on the weak pulse under her fingertips.

As time went by, her face became gloomy.

The corners of the mouth are tight, and the look is really not good-looking.

The only hope on the farmer's face was slowly fading away. It was not easy to wait for her to withdraw her hand before she tried.

"My husband Ma'am, my brothe