"Mom, mom! What happened? What's going on?"
Fat Dao stared at the old lady closely, trying hard to search for any useful clues: "Mom, what just happened?"
The old lady was also puzzled.
She couldn't see anything, let alone know what had just happened. But she felt the changes in her body most clearly. It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on her dying body, giving her the illusion that she could still live.
But how is it possible? She has obviously taken poison...
"is that you!"
Fat Dao suddenly thought of the little angel in the net pocket.
After all, the little angel might not be so kind to help his mother, but apart from this uncertainty, Fat Dao couldn't think of any other possibilities.
Taking Xia Weiran out of the net bag, Fat Dao locked her with another chain, and then asked: "Are you healing mom? You have the ability to heal, right?"
Xia Weiran looked at the chain on his feet and ignored Fat Dao.
"Help me! Help me!" Fat Dao said sincerely: "As long as you save mother, I can let you go!"
"Bah!" Xia Weiran didn't believe it at all: "Let me go, and then use the net bag to catch me back!"
As soon as these words came out, Fat Dao's face immediately showed ecstasy: "You can talk!"
Previously, Xia Weiran once said "help" in front of Fat Dao because she was squeezed, but Fat Dao thought she was screaming and didn't take it seriously. Only now did he realize that this little girl with wings, this little angel from heaven, could talk!
"Little angel, save mom, save mom! As long as you save mom, I will definitely let you go. Fat Dao will do what he says!"
The old lady was stunned for a long time before she stretched out her hand in the air: "Little angel? Where is she?"
Fatty put Xia Weiran into the old lady's hand: "Mom, look, little angel!"
A familiar touch.
The old lady was very sorry. It seemed that the little angel she had kindly let go had fallen into Fat Dao's hands again.
This time, she didn't know how to help the little angel. After all, he was the son she raised. She was very familiar with her son and knew that after what happened before, it would be difficult for her to find a chance to let the little angel go.
Gently stroking the little angel, the old lady thought carefully about what else she could do.
Although the poison did not take his life, it was only temporary. She could feel that the toxins had invaded every part of her body, and it only took an opportunity for them to explode completely. And this will happen soon.
"Fat Dao, let's go to Ren'an Village." After thinking for a long time, the old lady finally said: "I haven't been to Ren'an Village for a long time. Can you accompany my mother? My mother is old. If she doesn't go, she may not be able to go to Ren'an Village for the rest of her life." No chance."
Hearing the old lady say such depressing words, Fat Dao immediately jumped up: "No! Mom wants to live a long life! Mom, little angel, little angel can..."
Taking the little angel directly from the old lady's hand, Fatty pinched Xia Weiran's neck with his tiger's mouth: "Say, say you will help mom! You will make mom recover! Tell me!"
Xia Weiran:......
Whenever I can take a breath, I want to spit in your face! You almost strangled me to death, and you still asked me to say, what should I say?
Fortunately, Fat Dao noticed that Xia Weiran started to roll his eyes, realized that he had struck too hard, and quickly relaxed. Otherwise, Xia Weiran would die of frustration!
After being tortured like this, Xia Weiran didn't want to struggle anymore and directly threw skills at the old lady.
