Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

The coldness of her body made Su Ying shiver uncontrollably. She tried to open her eyes to get a warm pad to stick to her body, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes.

"cold……"

"Su Ying, Su Ying, wake up." Xiao Jin looked at Su Ying, who had her eyes closed and her face was pale, and felt her heart was being pulled.

But no matter what he called, Su Ying showed no sign of waking up.

Xiao Jin reached out and touched her forehead, and found that her body was icy cold, even though they had taken all the quilts to cover her, she still couldn't help shivering.

Seeing that Su Ying's lips were gradually turning white, Xiao Jin's eyebrows sank, he got into her quilt directly, and pulled her into his arms.

Feeling the temperature of Xiao Jin's body, Su Ying subconsciously arched into his arms, and Xiao Jin hugged her even tighter upon seeing this.

Gradually, the heat from Xiao Jin's body warmed up the coldness of Su Ying's body a lot, but she still seemed uncomfortable and kept moaning in his arms.

Xiao Jin looked down at Su Ying who was frowning tightly, this was the first time she showed such a weak appearance in front of him after she changed.

Xiao Jin felt a dull pain in his heart, so he could only hold her tighter.

I don't know how long Su Ying slowly opened her eyes, she looked at Xiao Jin's face close at hand, and was dazed for a moment.

She moved her body, but found that Xiao Jin hugged her tightly, and she struggled several times but could not break free.

Instead, she woke up Xiao Jin with such a movement.

Xiao Jin's eyes were a little red, and he loosened his hand slightly after seeing Su Ying wake up.

Who knows, before he could speak, Su Ying said forcefully: "Xiao Jin, what are you doing holding me, let go quickly."

Xiao Jin frowned slightly, because of the displeasure on her face, she didn't like his close contact with her, this perception made Xiao Jin very uncomfortable.

"You were injured, your whole body was cold, and you kept crawling into my arms. Do you think it's me who wants to hug you?"

Xiao Jin's voice was low, and he let go of his hands and sat up.

Su Ying frowned, and found that her body was a little weak, as if she really didn't feel well.

"Auntie, is Auntie awake?"

The sky was slightly bright, and the two little guys couldn't wait to run outside the door.

Last night, Mother Zhao was worried that they would disturb Su Ying's recovery, so she took them to the next room to sleep.

The little ones were thinking about Su Ying, and ran over as soon as they woke up in the morning.

Su Ying heard the sound of two small milk bags and sat up propped up.

Xiao Jin looked at her pale face, frowned and stretched out his hand to support her, "Don't touch the wound on your arm."

Su Ying moved her hand, looked at her arm, the wound had been bandaged, this injury was at best a trauma, it couldn't be so lethal to her.

However, the wound was indeed poisonous, but she had obviously taken medicine to block the toxin, so how could she pass out?

"Auntie, Auntie, are you awake, Auntie..."

Before Su Ying could figure it out, the crying voices of two little guys came from outside the door, Su Ying could only restrain his thoughts, and let them in quickly.

As soon as Erbao rushed into the house, he wished he could throw himself into Su Ying's arms, Dabao quickly grabbed Erbao when he saw this.

"No, Auntie is still injured."

Er Bao stared at Su Ying eagerly, those big elk-like eyes made Su Ying's heart melt.

"Mother's dear baby, come here, mother is fine, she was a little sleepy yesterday, so she took a nap, and now she wakes up much better."

Although the little guys don't know much about poison or not, they can see that Su Ying's complexion is obviously much worse than before.

"Aniang, where is your pain, Ling'er will give you a whir, if Ling'er gives you a whir, it won't hurt, okay?"

"Ji'er, Ji'er also give Aunt a whimper."

The two little guys approached Su Ying with their two little heads together, and kept blowing on her wound with their little mouths puffed out.

Su Ying looked at their swollen little faces, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch them, um, they're getting fleshier, not bad.

"Daddy, you can't sit still, come here quickly, come here and give Aunt a whimper."

Er Bao's little face was also serious when he heard that, "Yes, Daddy wants to brag to Mommy too."

"No need." Su Ying refused without thinking.

Dabao's small face was extraordinarily serious, "Doesn't Aunt like Daddy's boasting?"

Su Ying really wanted to nod, but seeing Dabao's attitude that whenever she dared to nod, he would cry for her, she still shook her head in a cowardly manner, "Why, Aniang likes Daddy the most."

Xiao Jin's eyes flashed a bright color very quickly, but there was no slight expression change on his face.

Dabao repeatedly confirmed with some doubts, "Really?"

Su Ying nodded with determination, "Really, it's more real than real gold."

"Daddy, what are you doing, why don't you hurry up and say hello to Auntie." Dabao said like a little adult.

Xiao Jin glanced at Su Ying, and Su Ying met his gaze, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

"hurry up."

Xiao Jin moved his body, leaned against her, and blew on her wound.

"Okay, Daddy will blow it to your mother, and her injury will heal soon."

Seeing this, the two little milk bags finally smiled with satisfaction.

"Daddy is great."

"Madam is awake?" Mother Zhao came to the door.

"Well, I woke up Mother Zhao, come in."

Hearing Su Ying's voice, Zhao's mother opened the door and walked in. Seeing Su Ying's pale face, Zhao's mother's eyes were red with distress.

"Why did you get hurt when you were fine? It really scared me to death." When Su Ying suddenly fell down straight, her heart was in her throat, fearing that something would happen to Su Ying.

"Well, maybe I'm too tired recently."

Mother Zhao also felt that she was too tired to do everything, so she had no doubts about what she said.

"Madam will leave the building of the house to Tian Mu and the others. It's fine if you don't do those jobs. You can take a good rest these days, but don't get tired."

Su Ying looked at Zhao's mother's caring eyes and smiled, "I know Zhao's mother."

"I'll ask Lao He to cook some meat porridge for you in a while. You haven't eaten anything since last night. You must be hungry now." Mother Zhao stood up and pulled two small milk bags. Follow me to wash your face, and come over to accompany Madam in a while."

The two little guys responded obediently, and retreated with Mother Zhao.

As soon as they left, Su Ying frowned slightly.

Xiao Jin noticed the change in her expression, and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Su Ying shook her head, reached out and unwrapped the bandaged wound on her arm, exposing the wound.

The few scratches looked a little red and swollen, the black blood had already drained away, and the wound looked normal, Su Ying still wanted to know why her reaction was so severe.