Mu Zhiqing keenly perceives that this heat seems to be spreading from the underground little by little, because there are some cracks in the frost covering the ground.

If you don’t observe carefully, you won’t notice at all.

Because the cold in the whole house is too heavy, even if there is heat rising underground, the situation that can be improved is very limited.

But no matter what, it's better than before.

Mu Zhiqing took the pulse for Ling Yunting again, and found that his condition was much better than the initial disorder, and the pulse was gradually becoming stable.

Although the cold air radiating from his body was still alarming, it did not continue to deteriorate.

If he could maintain this state forever, he would surely be able to wake up after a sleep, and the cold poison would be temporarily suppressed.

Mu Zhiqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but her mind was spinning fast, wondering what method could be used to improve the situation.

However, the most important thing right now is to leave here...

I think that the scene of waking up next to him when he was drunk is still vivid, and at that time I was able to evade that he was drunk and not wise enough.

But if Yun Ting sees himself by his side when he wakes up tomorrow, he really doesn't know how to explain it.

Mu Zhiqing put her hand on Ling Yunting's and tried to take his hand away.

But with this movement, she suddenly realized that Yun Ting's power was really not small, and she had spent a lot of effort just removing his hand.

Because she was worried that if her actions were too great, she would wake him up and make the situation worse, so she could only move away carefully...

Finally, when she left Ling Yunting's embrace, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

Before she left, she found that the man's already flattened eyebrows were tightened together again, and the painful color creeped up.

His body was trembling slightly, the strong chill spread again, and the situation seemed to be unstable again.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhiqing was also shocked, and her deep worries spread again.

"It was just fine, why did it suddenly become like this?"

She moved closer, and was about to check her pulse again. She had never encountered such a strange situation.

However, at the moment when Mu Zhiqing's hand touched Ling Yunting, the man seemed to grab the last straw and clasped her hand.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Zhiqing realized that she had fallen into that familiar embrace again.

"..."

What happened just now?

The little goblin shook his head secretly, did not see, really did not see...

"Xiao Qingqing, I'm a bit cold, go back to the contract space for a while, then you call me."

Before leaving, the little fairy suddenly brightened his eyes and said excitedly: "The night is dark and the wind is high, and the lonely man, Xiao Qingqing, this kind of good opportunity is very rare, you must seize the opportunity!"

In the next second, before Mu Zhiqing's slap fell, the little fairy had quickly escaped...

Mu Zhiqing was speechless, she felt that the little fairy was the real hungry ghost.

Otherwise, why does a good contract soul beast have so many indescribable thoughts in his mind?

When she turned her head and found that the man's brows gradually loosened after hugging her, showing a look of peace of mind, her mood became even more complicated.

Your honor, didn't you really pretend it?

Having practiced medicine for many years, she had doubts about her medical skills for the first time...