Celebrity Girl Is My Wife
Celebrity Girl Is My Wife Chapter 120
Nan Chen’s heart dropped upon hearing that diagnosis, but he couldn’t fall apart because he was the leader, and if he were to fall apart, everyone else would too.
As such, Nan Chen’s voice was calming when he said, “It’s okay, Dabao, calm down. Think about it. Given the current situation and resources, what else can we do?”
Influenced by Nan Chen, Dabao’s panic disappeared, and he calmed down.
Dabao turned to Zheng Lunlun, and with his tiny hand, he pried Zheng Lunlun’s eyes open to check Zheng Lunlun’s condition.
“Let’s try using the leeches,” said Dabao.
“Huh?”
“When Mr. Blondie first got poisoned, the leeches sucked part of the poison away and saved his life. Now that the poison had worsened, we could try using the leeches to suck the poison out again. This method may not be effective, but it’s the only one I could come up with.”
Nan Chen nodded. He had thought about that too, but he didn’t say anything because he’s didn’t want to affect Dabao’s thought process.
Since Dabao also came to the same conclusion, Nan Chen was quick to agree.
There were plenty of leeches in the forest so the team was able to collect dozens of them within a short time.
Dabao picked up the leeches and put them on Zheng Lunlun one by one.
The thin leeches fattened up quickly because they had sucked Zheng Lunlun’s blood.
The leeches that had fed on the blood grew round stomachs and looked terrifying.
They died rather quickly because the poison was too strong.
After using a dozen leeches, Dabao halted the treatment because Zheng Lunlun would lose too much blood if they kept using the leeches.
After they removed the leeches, Zheng Lunlun looked much better.
Nan Chen and Dabao dared not leave the room and stood guard.
Dinner time rolled around.
Qiao Zhan came in with a plate of fish for Dabao who shook his head to tell them that he didn’t have any appetite.
“Have some. You’ll need the strength.”
Nan Chen accepted the fish before he picked out all the bones and feed it to Dabao.
“Dabao, don’t be stressed out about this. It’s not your fault if Zheng Lunlun doesn’t make it, it’s just his time. You tried your best,” said Nan Chen softly.
Dabao’s tears rolled down.
strong now. We must believe that he’ll get
comforts a kid like that? Or are you trying
Chen’s method
wrong with what I said?” demanded
Lunlun doesn’t make it’. Is that something appropriate?” asked Ning
noticed that his choice
that woman
don’t need your advice, get
Ning Ran, “Why should
your house either. You’re noisy and
to fight again so he voiced
said Ning Ran angrily, “He’s the one who’s picking
just too worried,”
complained to Ning Ran because he didn’t want to
Nan Chen feel embarrassed because arguing in
said Nan
never liked to talk anyway so he was practically mute afterward and
wasn’t talkative either so he
Ran stayed for a couple of minutes and felt like she had
most quiet people, and she couldn’t
but she couldn’t withstand their level of
had no choice but to admit defeat and left. I think I’ll go hang out with
this end, Dabao and Nan Chen
feel awkward or feel the pressure to start
fact, a quiet environment made it
Nan Chen who broke the silence, “What do
“The herb,” said Dabao.
medicine reacting badly after it had healed
“Low.”
other words, it didn’t make sense for his condition to worsen
“Exactly,” nodded Dabao.
it be possible that someone else had applied
look
that too, but he didn’t dare to
an innocent child, and he didn’t dare to think about
think so too, don’t
didn’t speak. He wasn’t sure, and he didn’t want it to be
be?
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