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"Don't make trouble."

Zhang Qiling pressed Wu Xie with one hand and touched the puppy's head with the other hand.

Pangpang asked, is it possible that these two people are having an affair? ? ?

Wu Xie was still struggling. He wanted to get out. Although this illusion was beautiful, what if... Ping Zai... he could still be alive...

The more I think about it, the sadder it becomes, especially in the arms of the very real Pingzi.

"Innocent! Let go of him, he's fainted! Doctor!!!"

In a flash, the fat man ran out to find a doctor for little Tianzhen.

"Doctor, why did the person suddenly faint? Was he internally injured?"

Fatty and Zhang Qiling stared at the doctor, fearing that the female doctor would spit out cold words from her warm mouth.

"I'm so angry that it's nothing serious."

The beautiful female doctor took off the instruments and comforted the two family members.

"Hey, hey, thank you, doctor. Madam has a kind heart."

Zhang Qiling pulled the fat man back who was lying at the door and said, "Check Wu Xie's lungs."

"Lungs? You feel like there's something wrong with little Tianzhen's lungs! Be good, I'll make arrangements right away."

The fat man quickly ran to the front desk.

Zhang Qiling sat on the chair next to Wu Xie's hospital bed and looked at him quietly.

Suddenly he laughed silently, and gently touched Wu Xie's eyes with his hands until his legs stopped.

There was an aura of sadness all over him, but there was also joy mixed with it.

When the fat man came back, what he saw was Wu Xie lying quietly on the bed, and the little brother, that otherworldly man who was like a god, held Wu Xie's hand and shed a tear.

My brother has never shown these emotions. Usually, a little emotion on my face is unforgettable. This trip to the West Queen Mother Palace has changed a lot.

Is it possible that the Queen Mother of the West is curing facial paralysis? That's the right thing to do.

"Brother, everything has been arranged. I will push Xiao Zhenzhen to take the film later."

The fat man looked at Wu Xie and then at the little brother. In the end he couldn't hold it in any longer, "Brother, what's wrong with you two? It feels very strange. Why don't you check Xiao Zhenzhen's head too?"

The fat man didn't dare to ask the little brother to check his head too.

"No need, Wu Xie thought it was an illusion, just wake up and it will be fine."

"Illusion? When did you fall into it? Can it still last until now?"

"Will there really be any sequelae that day?"

Zhang Qiling looked at the anxious fat man and felt a little strange. He didn't seem to be back.

"will not."

Probably not. He woke up after a nap, and Wu Xie should be the same.

The fat man felt relieved when he heard what the little brother said. My brother's words are more useful than the doctor's. If he says it's okay, it means it's okay.

………………

The fat man looked at the film taken by Wu Xie and couldn't understand it, "Doctor, what's going on? Why don't you say anything?"

"You are a good person, nothing happened. You young people, please stop smoking. Otherwise, your lungs will become black when you get older."

The old doctor packed his things as he spoke, urging the next person to be called.

Fatty and Zhang Qiling pushed Wu Xie back to the ward together, and they stared at Wu Xie intently.

The fat man stared blankly and asked the little brother to tell him so. Xiaozhen thought he was in an illusion and his behavior was abnormal.

But they didn't come into contact with hallucinogenic items or any specific environment.

Moreover, what Xiao Tianzhen did in the fantasy world was too strange. She always thought that the little brother was fake. Then Xiao Tianzhen believed in me, Fatty, so much!

So since he thinks the little brother is fake, why is he in the desert...

Fatty suddenly looked at the little brother's mouth, and then looked at the little innocent one.