Chapter 390 (2/2)

So when Sanniang noticed the wooden spoon and bowl beside her, she almost didn't spray out the medicine she had just drunk.

Did you bring something out of the tomb?

Originally, she wanted to shout Lingqing, but when she turned around, the employer must know such a situation, otherwise, how could she be so calm.

With the cooperation of one person and one soul, a large bucket of medicine was quickly fed out.

Du Sanniang drank to vomit.

Looking at the bowl of medicine in front of her, she had an impulse to break it.

But she can't!

”Can you stop drinking?” It's too much.

”The last point!”

Well, she drinks!

”They're lucky they didn't wake up.”

In my dream, I was given medicine, and I didn't know the pain.

”Is it really no problem to drink so much?”

”No, they need it, and so do you.”

”And you?” They can't drink it all!

”I did.”

It's just different from yours.

There was still a dull pain where she was hurt.

Fortunately, it's not a big deal.

Ling Qing takes out a piece of clothes from the bag, three niangs stare big eyes.

This dress is still there!?

They almost lost everything when they ran.

She was able to bring it out.

Lingqing holds the clothes to the void, and then starts to sew with the needle of the old man.

It's almost the last point.

”Well, were you talking to someone just now?” Sanniang was curious.

”Well, my husband!” She did not cover up, said frankly.

Three Niang's decibel rose a degree: ”your husband?”

Isn't your husband sick? How can she be here? Is it because she talks to her husband?

”He's sick, psychosis.” It's easy to talk.

The emperor worship is gentle do next to her, looking at her hand action.

With the spirit fire, the body of the emperor was a little stronger.

”So it's sepsis.” She had heard of such symptoms, but had not seen them.