Although he was still very, very, very weak, he would recover completely one day.
Nangong Nuannuan had been in a good mood, but after more than seven hours, her excitement had slowly calmed down. All she could see was the sleeping brother chiyang.
She just sat there, quietly observing the blood and cell circulation in brother chiyang's body. Looking at brother chiyang's peaceful sleeping face, she felt a kind of satisfaction of peaceful years.
He looked at it for a full seven hours, even forgetting to inform his family.
It was only when old master Chi and Chi zeyao were already standing in front of her that Nangong Nuannuan snapped out of her daze.
When he saw Nangong Nuannuan raise her head to look at them in a daze, Chi zeyao couldn't help but close his eyes.
Only old master Chi had his back straight. Even though he had lost his most beloved grandson, he still stood tall and straight like a pine tree.
"Grandpa, Zhenzhen"
