After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

The deeper you go into the forest, the faster you will be able to move forward.

Song Jing and the others found a leeward mountainside to settle down that night. The black panther and the fire lion had two large bags hanging on their backs, which contained tents and sleeping bags.

Some of the first-class people who accompanied them set up tents, and some went hunting while it was still dark.

The tent was pitched, the fire was kindled, and the hunters returned.

Everyone ate dinner, leaving the night watchman behind, and the others went into tents to rest.

After Shi Yan entered the tent, he didn't speak, and silently unfolded their sleeping bags.

After Song Jing washed up and came in, he turned around and closed the curtain of the tent, but there was no sound behind him.

In normal times, Shi Yan always has something to say.

Song Jing frowned and turned around, and saw Shi Yan sitting on the sleeping bag, frowning, his whole face and lips were bloodless and white.

"Shi Yan." Song Jing's complexion changed, and he stepped forward in two steps, "Fever again? Let me see."

Shi Yan raised his hand to hold Song Jing's hand, "It's okay, it will be fine in a day or two."

The palm on the back of his hand was as cold as ice, and Song Jing's heart tightened.

In fact, she herself knew that Shi Yan's current cold syndrome would be of no avail unless she researched the medicine.

Shi Yan obviously knew this too, so she didn't want to add to her worry and anxiety.

"Why does it feel colder than last time?" Song Jing stretched out his arms to hug Shi Yan tightly, "Is every cold attack much more serious than the last time?"

"Fortunately, it's just a little bit colder." Shi Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, not wanting to see Song Jing so nervous, and deliberately teased her, "But this time it seems to be a little bit colder, because someone loves you and makes you squeamish."

How could Song Jing care about his teasing at this time, "I'll go and let the fire lion in."

Shi Yan didn't stop him. Leaning on the fire lion, his cold syndrome can indeed be relieved a lot now, he can suffer a little less, and it can also make Song Jing less worried.

Song Jing walked out of the tent to call Huo Shi, Feng Luan happened to meet him, and frowned, "My good apprentice has suffered from cold syndrome again?"

"Mmm. Mistress, wait a minute." Song Jing first let the fire lion enter the tent. Shi Yan was already trembling slightly from the cold, and his reaction was much slower.

Song Jing stepped forward to help him up, let him lean against the belly of the fire lion, and took off his coat to cover him. After a while, Song Jing was relieved when he saw Shi Yan's brows slightly widened, and turned around. out of the tent.

Feng Luan stood outside the tent and waited for her, "Xiao Jinger, do you want to ask my good apprentice how often the cold syndrome occurs?"

Song Jing nodded, "I asked him, but he refused to tell me the truth."

Seeing Feng Luan was about to speak, Song Jing interrupted her, "Master, if you also help him hide it from me and refuse to tell me the truth, then I will only be more worried."

Feng Luan sighed, "You two are really a pair of fateful mandarin ducks."

"After the blood exchange for you, his cold syndrome occurred for the first time, 23 days after the blood exchange."

"The second attack, 18 days from the first."

"I don't know about the third attack."

"It happened once when I was catching fire lions." Song Jing said.

"The third attack was about fifteen days away from the second."

They stayed in Fengcheng for more than a month later, and based on the fact that the onset time of each cold syndrome was calculated in advance, Shi Yan had at least two or even three episodes during this period.

Then he had a cold attack today, is it possible that it has not been even a week since the last cold attack?

Song Jing's heart tightened, and his face tensed up.

Feng Luan patted her on the shoulder, "Xiao Jing'er, Mistress doesn't know how to comfort you. If there is anything Mistress can do, just ask."

"I've long guessed that the chills on his body will definitely get worse and worse, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." Song Jing took a deep breath, suppressing the panic and sourness surging up from his chest, "I must I will save him. Mistress, take good care of your baby."

After Song Jing finished speaking, he turned and entered the tent.

When Shi Yan leaned on the Fire Lion, his coldness eased a lot, and the pale lips just now finally recovered a little bit of blood.

Song Jing unzipped the sleeping bag, sat down beside Shi Yan, and covered the two of them with the sleeping bag, while she turned sideways to hug Shi Yan, warming him with her own body temperature.

Shi Yan opened his eyes, "Jing'er, should I pretend to be more pitiful at this time, to make you feel sorry for me?"

Song Jing remained silent.

What else does he need to pretend, she is already dying of love for him now.

Tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes, Song Jing tilted his head and wiped them off on the sleeping bag.

Song Jing has already decided.

After returning from the northern forest, she went to the laboratory to do research with Qin Yicheng and Qian Cheng, and she would not leave the laboratory until the antidote was developed.

Shi Yan put his arms around Song Jing's shoulders, "Honey, do you know what it's like to live like a robot, or a walking dead?"

Song Jing didn't know that she had too many things to do and didn't have time to think about these issues.

"Before I met you, apart from staying in Flying Eagle, I was constantly doing missions. Because apart from these things, I don't seem to have anything to do, or I don't feel interested in doing anything."

"You've seen my previous photo albums, so you know the truth and went to the old man's house to find the old man? Did he tell you about my childhood?"

Song Jing headed.

"My sister is actually very good to me. For a while, I even wondered if I killed her."

"If my blood was not special, would it be able to save her, and would she be able to live well now? During that time, I would go to her tombstone and put some of my own blood on it when it was raining. , The blood from the wound cannot coagulate, and it keeps flowing in the water, so I just want to let it flow clean. Anyway, the purpose of my birth was to give her the blood of this whole body."

"It was my grandma who found me and sent me to the hospital to save my life."

Song Jing looked up at him, his heart ached with distress, tears could no longer be stopped, and kept streaming down.

Shi Yan wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and looked at her with a smile, "But later, I was really glad that I was born with special blood."

Of course Song Jing knew what he was lucky about.

He was lucky that his blood could save her!

"Brother Yan." Song Jing broke down in tears.

"People are actually selfish. If this life has to be given to someone, of course I'd like to give it to you." Shi Yan bowed his head and kissed Song Jing's eyes, "Honey, we also want a child, okay?"

"I'm dead, but the child can still be with you. You look at him as you look at me."

"I don't want it." Song Jing cried and shook his head, "I don't want it. You can't be such a bastard."

"You are you, and no one can replace you."

"I don't want anyone but you."

"Shi Yan, I don't want anyone else, I just want you."

"You are not allowed to die, I don't want you to die!"

"Baby, don't cry." Seeing Song Jing like this, Shi Yan felt worse than death, "I promise you, I will persist, okay?"

Song Jing didn't know that this was just a lie. Without medicine, it would be impossible for Shi Yan to persevere.

Song Jing stopped responding, propped up his body and kissed her.

The kiss between the two was mixed with salty tears, sour and sad.