Chapter 1799

Looking at a bottle of liquid medicine being drunk by the little milk tiger like that, watching the little milk tiger stretching out its tongue and licking the corner of its mouth, the hair on the whole body seems to become more and more pliable and oily, and they can't help but envy.

Sometimes, people are not as good as pet animals. This treatment is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

They stayed in the forest for a night, and then continued to walk down the next day. All the way, Mr. Lu wanted to pester Fengjiu about his master, and Master Lu told him a lot about his master.

Two days later,

in the evening, the Lu family lit a fire to rest. Master Lu and Fengjiu sat by the fire and handed the roast meat to Fengjiu. Then, Master Lu said with a smile, "I will be in the city at noon tomorrow. After staying here for such a long time, I can finally have a good rest in the city."

"Mm-hmm, I've been eating barbecue these days. I've lost my appetite now. When I get to the city tomorrow, we'll find a better restaurant to have a good meal." Not yet, she laughed again: "I'm going to treat you to a big meal!"

"Hehe, in that case, we are not polite." Lord Lu didn't refuse, and he talked and laughed with him until it was late at night that he rested against the tree.

This night, however, Feng Jiu, who was resting with the little white tiger, heard the sound of coughing, followed by the breathless breath, the anxious voice of old Lu and the startled voice of Lu Jiming.

She opened her eyes and saw that the people of the Lu family were all around the big tree where the master was resting. They were all worried and anxious, so she put the little white tiger down and walked forward by herself.

"Master, master, medicine, swallow it quickly." Old Lu's anxious voice was a little flustered, and he poured the medicine for him to take.

"Father, father, how are you? Father, don't scare me... " Lu Jiming said in a trembling voice, gently following his back, trying to help him smooth.

Feng Jiu looked at it, and saw that Master Lu was sweating, pale and empty. His hands were tightly gripping the lapel of his chest. His face was in pain. He seemed to be so sore that he could not breathe. The whole man was tense and then passed out.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu hurriedly drank to them: "put him flat quickly!"

Seeing that it was Fengjiu, Lu Laoren was busy listening to his words and put the man flat. The old man with white hair was in a state of bewilderment and panic: "little brother Feng, what should I do? What should I do? The master's illness this time is more serious than before. What can I do? "

"Father, father!"

Lu Jiming called out in a trembling voice. He looked at his father who was still as if he had no breath. He stretched out his hand tremblingly. The whole person fell on the ground and murmured: "father, father is not angry..."

"What!"

Old Lu was startled and went forward to explore. He was immediately flustered: "how can and how can this happen? How could... "

Feng Jiu saw that they were all scared and silly. She even squeezed forward and knelt down beside him. She pressed her hands across his chest to give him first aid. She said, "brother Lu, come here and blow your father's mouth!"

"What, what?"

Lu Jiming stayed there, unable to understand Feng Jiu's words and his meaning. Why blow air into his mouth when people are dead? What does he want to do?

"Come on! Do you really want your father to die? If you don't do what I say, your father will be dead! "

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