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Xiao Beimo followed Zhang Yong to Qin Xian's side and watched Zhang Yong squatting on the ground taking Qin Xian's pulse.

Su Yu also watched nervously.

The new financial sponsor she had found with great difficulty couldn't just die like that.

The girl stopped crying, but tears welled up in her big eyes as she looked at Qin Xian worriedly.

After about dozens of seconds, Su Yu saw Zhang Yong let go of Qin Xian's wrist.

"How is he?" Xiao Beimo asked in a deep voice.

"We can only hope for the miracle medicine. In this condition, he can only hold on for two more days at most. I'll go get him some of the medicine I boiled to keep him alive." Zhang Yong stood up and walked towards the big pot of boiling medicine over there.

“Wuwuwu… My brother is dying, dying…” The girl named Ling Xiaoqi started crying again, “No medicine can save him! Where in the world is there a miracle drug… Wuwuwu…”

Xiao Beimo has never been good at coaxing people, let alone the opposite sex. Looking at the crying girl, he was a little at a loss: "Don't cry, he may not die."

"I may not die. I may not not die! Wuuuuu... Brother, you can't abandon Xiao Ling..." Ling Xiaoqi cried even more sadly.

Su Yu saw that Xiao Beimo's actions backfired, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and rub her brows: "Xiao Beimo, tell her that the magic medicine will be delivered here tomorrow morning to save her brother."

As a result, before Xiao Beimo could speak, Qin Xian opened his eyes again.

He looked around with great effort, his narrow eyes full of surprise.

"Who was talking just now?"

The sound seemed to be ringing right next to his ear, so close and yet so pleasant.

But there were no other women around him except Ling Xiaoqi.

Xiao Beimo looked at Qin Xian and frowned: "Can you hear it too?"

Qin Xian did not answer Xiao Beimo. He closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

"General Xiao, what are you talking about?" Ling Xiaoqi blinked her tearful eyes, looked at Xiao Beimo, and then looked at Qin Xian, "Is anyone else talking? Why can't I hear it?"

"No one else spoke."

As soon as Xiao Beimo finished speaking, Zhang Yong came over with a bowl of hot medicine.

"Come on, little girl, feed him this bowl of medicine. Try to make him drink it all and don't waste it."

Ling Xiaoqi did not argue with Xiao Beimo anymore and took the medicine bowl from Zhang Yong's hand.

Xiao Beimo turned and walked towards the corridor not far away.

The corridor was even quieter. Xiao Beimo lowered his voice and asked Su Yu, "Sir Snow God, why can that person hear your voice?"

"Anyone who can hear my voice is someone who needs my protection." Su Yu said.

She sent another message to Boss Zhang, asking him to deliver the medicine tomorrow no matter what.

Boss Zhang responded with an OK gesture immediately.

After hearing what Su Yu said, Xiao Beimo felt a heavy sense of congestion in his heart for some reason.

It was as if a huge stone was dropped on my heart.

Seeing Xiao Beimo hanging his head in silence, Su Yu's heart suddenly trembled: "Xiao Beimo, are you feeling unwell? Did you also drink the poisoned well water?"

It’s not certain whether he can be saved or not, and she doesn’t want anything to happen to Xiao Beimo!

Hearing the concern in Su Yu's tone, Xiao Beimo's inner depression suddenly dissipated a little: "I am not infected with the disease, don't worry, Snow God."

Since the Snow God is a god, he cares about all living things.

It is also destined not to belong to him alone.

He really deserves to die.

He actually had the idea that the Snow God should belong to him, Xiao Beimo, alone.

"I'm glad you're alright." Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "I see that the people in the city are short of food and clothing. Please calculate how much supplies are needed and I will go and prepare them right away."

"I have sent a letter for help to the government offices in the surrounding cities, and the relief supplies should be delivered soon." Xiao Beimo paused, and then said: "The war with the Northern Hu ended much faster than expected. There are a lot of supplies left from the Snow God, and we have already started using them to help the people."

Su Yu nodded: "But seeing the people suffering so much, I can't feel at ease if I don't do something. I will send some supplies with medicine tomorrow. Most of the patients with the epidemic can't eat the food I gave you before."

The food she gave Xiao Beimo was all fast food.

It is indeed not suitable for patients to eat.

"Especially those foods with strong flavors and strong tonics, never give them to patients, lest they become too weak to take the tonics."

Xiao Beimo's expression condensed: "I was careless, thank you Snow God for reminding me."

"Take care of yourself and the people, we'll see you tomorrow."

After Su Yu finished speaking, she cut off the passage between the past and the present.

Feeling the gazes staring at him disappear, Xiao Beimo slowly walked out of the corridor and walked towards the shed.

Ling Xiaoqi had already fed Qin Xian the bowl of medicine.

Zhang Yong's medical skills were also quite good. After drinking the medicine, Qin Xian immediately felt that the discomfort all over his body was relieved a little, and he could barely open his eyes again.

"Awake? How do you feel?" Xiao Beimo came to Qin Xian and asked in a calm voice.

"Better now." Qin Xian's voice was hoarse and weak. He frowned and looked at Xiao Beimo who was standing tall in front of him. "General Xiao, was the voice I heard just now an illusion?"

Xiao Beimo glanced at Ling Xiaoqi, who had already pricked up her ears, and said, "It's time to eat, little girl. If you go a little later, I guess you and your brother will only be able to drink watery soup."

"Yes! I'll go get some food!" Ling Xiaoqi quickly took out two chipped bowls from the package on the ground, got up and ran away.

Xiao Beimo glanced at the other patients in the shed. Seeing that none of them noticed him, he spoke calmly, "That's not your illusion. The voice you just heard was from God."

"God?" Qin Xian suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and a somewhat cold and evil smile appeared on his pale face. "General Xiao, the way you tell jokes seriously is not humorous at all."

"What? Are you questioning this general?" Xiao Beimo looked down at Qin Xian with his brows tightly furrowed.

"I'm not questioning the general." Qin Xian's narrow eyes seemed to be soaked in unmeltable ice, "I just don't believe there are gods in this world."

If God really exists, how could he be so blind as to allow the evildoers to occupy our place and act so arrogantly!

"You did hear the voice of God, why don't you believe it?" Xiao Beimo's tone also turned cold.

"General Xiao, have you seen a god with your own eyes?" Qin Xian remained fearless in the face of Xiao Beimo's powerful aura, with the corners of his lips always raised coldly.

"I have never seen a god, but if a miracle had not happened, we would not have been able to defeat the Northern Hu so quickly and rescue you from the hands of the bandits." Xiao Beimo said slowly, word by word.