When Yuan Che woke up again, he felt that he had lost all strength in his whole body. He opened his eyes and looked up blankly. Before his brain recovered, he tried to move his hands, but he only raised his fingers.

I wanted to cough, and my throat was itchy, but I opened my mouth and only exhaled.

This feeling is very strange, as if a person is already on the verge of death, but still hanging on for a while, unable to die, and unable to survive.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice came, and he wanted to turn his head, but he just rolled his eyes.

"Don't move. Your energy has been exhausted now. Even if you want to move, it will be difficult." Probably seeing his intention, the old man sighed and sat down next to him.

He held a bowl of steaming hot soup in his hand. He still looked the same as usual, but his eyebrows were a little gentler.

"I..." Yuan Che struggled to make a sound. He had too many questions and puzzlements in his heart, but his voice was so dry and hoarse that it seemed that he had to use a lot of effort to say a single word.

"You want to ask what's wrong with you, right?" Looking forward, Mr. Yuan pulled up the blanket on his body and spoke what was in his heart for him.

Yuan Che wanted to nod desperately, but he only blinked.

With a long sigh, the old man sat down on a stool nearby, put down the soup in his hand and looked at him. He was silent for two minutes before speaking, "To be honest, I don't know what's wrong with you."

Yuan Che: "..."

"From the perspective of our traditional Chinese medicine, you have suffered a loss of both qi and blood. Your body's essence has been greatly depleted, your pulse is floating and dry, and your liver-fire is strong. You should be considered weak, but your body's superficial functions are very developed, and your performance The symptoms that come out are very strong, this is impossible, it is against the natural logic, and it is completely contradictory. This is unreasonable..."

While talking slowly, his eyes moved from top to bottom, scanning every exposed skin on his body.

The solid muscle texture is swollen as if it is about to burst, but his eyes are cloudy, his tongue is thick and yellow, and his complexion is abnormal. The person is a virtual image, but the appearance is strong.

"You said, they injected you with the virus?" After thinking for a while, the old man asked again.

"Hmm..." A monosyllabic word came out of his throat.

"Heh..." Exhaling, the old man sat back and rubbed his hands back and forth on his knees, but he didn't speak.

Yuan Che knew that the old man was stuck in a difficult problem and was thinking about it. He hadn't seen such a small move for many years. If even he thought it was a problem, then was he really hopeless?

"Two...Grandpa..." With a hoarse voice, he squeezed out a salutation. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. He opened his mouth and squeezed out these words, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Is he, really dying? !

"Why are you crying?!" the old man said angrily. As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and cursed, "You are a big man, what do you have to cry for? A man can sweat and bleed without crying! Besides, aren�t you dead yet? As long as I�m here, who can let you die! You can�t die without my permission!!�

He stood up angrily, looking furious.

However, with his words, Yuan Che relaxed a little, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"This group of people, I don't know what kind of shit they are doing! If you don't do it properly, you have to kill everyone. People don't die from the outside world, they die from their own hands Go!" With his hands behind his back, he raised his head and said with emotion.

After finishing speaking, he looked down at him, sat down again, picked up the soup that he put down again, and tried the temperature closer, "Okay, it's not hot anymore! Drink this medicine quickly to replenish your strength."

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"This medicine is only to reconcile your body's functions, to replenish your physical strength and blood, not to detoxify, don't think it's so beautiful!" While feeding him the medicine, the old man said, "Don't think it's so beautiful! I'm not a god, I'm still doing it for now. I don't know what's inside your body, and the antidote won't be so fast in a while!"

Yuan Che didn't say anything, but just drank the medicine obediently. Of course he knew that the antidote would not be so fast, and even...whether he could find the antidote, he didn't dare to be absolutely sure. The so-called hope is greater, the greater the disappointment.

But he was already very happy that Second Grandpa could treat him like this.

After feeding a bowl of medicine, the old man held the empty bowl and stared at him, sighed, "I don't know what is in your body now. But you also know how serious the plague was before. To be on the safe side, you Just stay here and don't move. Of course, you can't move for the time being. Let me... think of a way." JrNovels.com