Chapter 566

In front of such a large French window, the light golden eyes sprinkled on the white carpet. Everything was so beautiful and warm.

But when everyone's eyes fell on the woman on the carpet, everything was different.

Bai Zhi reacted the fastest. He strode up and lifted Cangling's upper body. After confirming that her breathing rate was normal, he tried to call her name again and again, hoping to get a response.

"Cang Ling, Cang Ling, Cang Ling"

The man's low and hoarse voice with a bit of mountain snow is very nice. No one can refuse the expectation and caution in his tone.

Cangling was like answering and telling them that she was okay.

But even this simple wish can not be satisfied.

She thought that her chest seemed to be pressed with a huge stone weighing thousands of kilograms, and countless cotton was blocked in her throat. Now she even needed to breathe with all her strength, and she really couldn't say any more words.

She tried to move her white lips without making any sound. Even a monotonous syllable was extravagant.

"Don't worry. Don't talk first. I'll check your body. Bai Zhi, take her to bed and leave a servant in the room."

11. Calm down at the first time, endure the sharp pain in the heart and arrange everything as well as possible.

After being put on the bed by Bai Zhi, Cangling can still clean and feel that the muscles of her body and limbs are very stiff. According to the severe pain and uncontrolled stiffness from hands and feet, it should be convulsions.

"Take it easy. It'll be fine soon." Eleven quickly disinfected the silver needle she carried with her, and gently comforted her.

Cangling's body is stiff and even blinks her eyes. She is helpless. She can only relax herself silently in her heart. At least someone found her abnormality. According to the ability of 11, she should not watch her die young.

Xi was calm, his muscles were tight, and he concentrated all his energy as much as possible. His eyes were slightly narrowed. The dark eyes were shining with a light that Cangling had never seen before, as if there were only patients in bed and silver needles in his hand in his world at the moment.

One needle at a time, Cangling soon felt that she had recovered her Softness, her body slowly relaxed, and the things pressed on her chest and blocked in her throat gradually dissipated.

Half an hour later, the eleventh received the last silver needle from Cangling. Until then, the white deacon stood anxiously aside and silently sweated the whole back.

"How do you feel? Is it still uncomfortable?"

The hoarse voice seemed to want to put all the sins that Cangling had just suffered on himself.

"Much better." Cangling shook her head slightly, and her voice was hoarse, like an old organ. Every word had a heavy rusty sound.

Hearing this sound, Bai Zhi's heart fell to the bottom of the valley and sank for a few minutes.

He pursed his bloodless lips and his eyes were full of worry and concern, but he was not willing to ask again after all. He was reluctant to speak again.

Her voice was so hoarse that her throat must be very uncomfortable. He turned to the servant around him and said, "go and prepare a cup of honey water to moisten the eldest lady's throat."

"Yes."

After a servant left, eleven finally packed up his special silver needle.

The eleven who packed up the things quickly looked at Cangling with eyes that understood each other, and said to him calmly, "you take her out first. I'll have a few words with Cangling alone."

Bai Zhi was obviously stunned. After following Cangling for so many years, he protected Cangling closely for almost 24 hours, and many private things were basically handled by him.

He doesn't remember the last time Cangling avoided him and talked about things with other people.

After receiving Bai Zhi's unbelievable and shocked eyes, Cangling moved and swallowed her saliva to say something.

In fact, Bai Zhi can't go out and it doesn't affect anything. There's nothing to hide in front of Bai Zhi about her.

For Bai Zhi, she had already 100% trust.

Before Cangling could speak, Bai Zhi stood up with her eyes down. Without waiting for her to make a statement, she took the initiative to go out of the bedroom and guard in the corridor outside the bedroom.

"You can say what you just wanted to say to me on the phone."

Seeing that Cangling's throat was so uncomfortable, Xi Xi immediately fed her a throat candy.

The sweet and slightly bitter taste soon permeated the whole mouth. The effect of throat candy played quickly, and Cangling's throat soon became less uncomfortable. At least, it could be a little normal when talking.

She moved unaccustomed, still a little stiff, and whispered, "before I called you, I received a call from Su Xiaocheng. Do you know who Su Xiaocheng is? The best friend of my first half life. In my memory, she is the one who can trust wholeheartedly at any time in her life. We are in order to avoid all the relationships with each other."

Seeing Cangling say more and more, the higher the mood, eleven made a pause gesture.

The two quietly stared at each other for several seconds. Eleven slightly widened his eyes and asked incredulously, "so when you just called, you found that you didn't feel right when you talked to her?"

Cangling hooked the corner of her mouth and nodded with a wry smile.

Eleven is very clever. He understood her as soon as she spoke.

When she just called, Su Xiaocheng, an irreplaceable best friend, felt much better than the friend she had known for less than four years.

Although her relationship with 11 is also very good, even a life-long friendship; But she can't say without conscience that her 20 years of inseparability with Su Xiaocheng can't equal the four years of peace and 11.

"Could it be that you haven't been in touch for too long." Eleven's mind flashed a dangerous idea, and his eyes looked more inquisitive.

"That's how I comfort myself. She should clean up almost. She will come to the villa with her children in the afternoon. What's the situation? I'll see you and say a few words at that time."

If so, it seems that there is still great hope.

In fact, Cangling knows better than anyone else. She knows what that feeling means with the lesson of Mou Yu.

After she finished, she felt chilly on her back, as if her heart was covered with a layer of thin ice, and the bone chilling chill rose from the soles of her feet, like falling into an ice cellar.

He took a deep breath, and after a while, he summoned up the courage to ask, "well, how do you feel talking to me now?"

"There should be no change in my feeling for you. Maybe you walk around in front of me every day, and I can't feel it." Cangling looked at the pale and red eyed boy carefully. She instinctively felt that he was reliable and trustworthy. In front of this man, she seemed to be able to say anything.

"Ah?" Eleven's eyes widened in surprise, as if they were frost beaten eggplant.