385 The bamboo horse is so seductive (18)

Suna blinked, unconsciously reducing his sense of presence. It was the first time he saw the confession scene with his own eyes, which was a bit...

At a loss.

The system was keenly aware of her mood swings caused by adults, and jumped up from the sofa excitedly.

This is a good opportunity to force the plot!

So all the information was sent out at once, which was equivalent to frantically filling in a small gap.

So much so...that I used too much force.

Suna frowned, looking at the figures of the two people in front of him becoming increasingly hazy, his brain seemed to be spinning with fog and wind and clouds, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

It felt like a nerve was being pulled hard, and his hands were tightly grasping the trunk of the tree.

The system's eyes widened in panic.

It's over, it's over, it's trouble.

Madam's current soul power is not complete and cannot bear so many memories.

If something goes wrong, will the adults kill it?

No, I'm afraid there's not even a scrap left in it.

Suna grabbed the tree trunk hard, and the stinging pain on her fingertips did not wake her up. This kind of dizziness is accompanied by a feeling of powerlessness, as if the brain is going to automatically sleep.

Finally, everything went dark, and in my drifting consciousness I heard Lingling yelling in panic:

"Nana!"

Shen Silin's heart almost accelerated suddenly. He turned his head without caring about anything else and saw the little girl fainted on the ground.

The light in his amber brown eyes flickered, and uncontrollable panic occupied his heart.

"Classmate Shen Silin, you..."

When the girl in the white dress saw him turning around, she subconsciously wanted to pull the hem of his clothes. The neat shirt passed over her fingertips without any hesitation.

The opponent didn't even look back and ran very fast.

Lingling stood there helplessly, her mind blank for a moment and she didn't know what to do.

"Contact the school nurse."

A nervous voice came quickly, and the fair boy hugged the little girl. A slightly cool temperature spread to her fingertips, and the beautiful fingers holding her shoulders trembled slightly.

Shen Silin's face was pale, and for the first time he felt in a hurry. His soft lips were pursed tightly, and his broken hair hung slightly messy on his brow bone.

The person in his arms had his eyes closed, as quietly as if he was asleep. In contrast to his strong and panicked heartbeat, the beats struck on his heartstrings.

Shen Silin hugged him tighter, the strings in his heart kept tightening, and his face became colder.

Lingling looked a little scared and shrank into a corner. I was just thinking, even though I called, why hasn’t anyone picked up yet?

The voice was Nuonuo: "Everything was fine in class just now..."

Little Shen Silin didn't know.

This incident directly alarmed the Xiao family and Shen family.

He was sent to the school hospital for examination, and everything was fine. There was no damage to the brain at all.

I had no choice but to send him to a major hospital in the city, where all items were examined in detail.

Still can't find out the reason why the brain is sleeping, it's just an inexplicable fainting.

In the ward, Shen Silin sat next to the hospital bed with his small body, his delicate face tensed and cold. Holding the little girl's hand. I want to hold it tightly but don't dare to use too much force, like a fragile porcelain doll.

The palms of my hands were so cold that I felt like I was losing consciousness.

Xiao's mother got the data results from the doctor, and everything was normal.

The only way is to wait until the patient wakes up and then analyze the specific situation.

There is naturally nothing wrong with Xiao Yunna's body.

Only the system knows that this is because it forced the plot and the lady's soul fell into a state of self-protection.

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Author's note: I know very little, so I'm sorry for your whining. The school is busy with sports meets these days, and I have to teach some people aerobics during the day.

I am almost only free at one o'clock in the evening, and I have not yet passed through this difficult period in Cavan.