I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

The scripture didn't remain on the child's body for long; it disappeared in a moment. Jieyuhua felt around for the vanished totem and discovered that large beads of sweat had instantly appeared on the child's body.

Ling Xiao woke up in pain. He hadn't eaten for four days and then gulped down half a bottle of alcohol. Although he could drink a lot without getting drunk, the alcohol was still irritating.

But he had to do it; he had to keep the broken Emei thorn, and everything that Little Flower Brother had given him.

He wouldn't eat anything for fear of his wounds getting infected. If the wounds did get infected, he would disinfect them. He never thought of going to the hospital. Fortunately, with the help of Little Maitreya, he was able to take Little Flower Brother and Fatty back to his past.

The pain made him want to smash his head against the wall, but it hurt too much to move.

Xie Yuhua could tell he was in excruciating pain, but he didn't utter a sound, just biting his lip to endure it. Xie Yuhua didn't dare to move him, afraid that touching any spot would cause him more pain. She could only use her hands to pry open the child's mouth and try to put a clean handkerchief into the child's mouth to prevent him from biting himself again.

But it didn't work. Before long, Ling Xiao completely lost control and bit down on Xie Yuhua's shoulder. The excruciating pain made him lose all strength, and he eventually fainted from the pain.

Cheng Yu drove faster and faster. Even though no one suggested going to the hospital, he had no choice but to go because of the master's condition. He would punish him after the master woke up. Anyway, this was not the only thing he had decided on his own.

"Don't go to the hospital." Xie Yuhua's shoulder was already stained red, but after seeing Cheng Yu's subtle actions while searching for navigation, she still gave this order.

"Why? Xiaohua, don't you want Lingzi anymore? He's obviously in pain, and your shoulder..." Unexpectedly, Wuxie's reaction was the strongest.

"No, I'll just bandage my shoulder later. And please don't bring up the topic of taking the child to the hospital again."

"Where did you guys go? Why are you and Fatty acting so strangely? Aren't you two usually the ones most worried about Lingzi? And Little Brother, he was acting strange when we met in the tomb, glancing at Lingzi all the time. Could it be that Lingzi has some incurable disease? What's wrong? Why are you all keeping it from me?" Wu Xie knew he shouldn't say this, but he still had the feeling that everyone was hiding something from him, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Young Master, please don't talk about the master like that..." Cheng Yu weakly interjected as Ling Xiao slipped off Xie Yuhua's shoulder.

"I...you..." Wu Xie felt speechless for the first time in his life. Whatever, he didn't care.

"I'm sorry..." Ling Xiao said, but no one heard him.

While refueling, Cheng Yu treated Xie Yuhua's wounds. It was called a wound, but it was just a faint red mark. The blood from Ling Xiao had completely covered up the injuries Xie Yuhua had suffered, leaving no trace.

Seeing that Ling Xiao's breathing had become more even, Xie Yuhua dared to ask Ling Xiao what was wrong. He was worried that the child had alcohol poisoning, but the child's pale and weak lips, stained with blood, said otherwise.

I fear the pain in my blood, yet the tattoo, which was faintly visible until it disappeared, is not the same as before.

He tried to read the child's mind, but all he could hear were densely packed words: "It hurts, it hurts so much." He couldn't bear to hear it, and holding the child in his arms seemed to only make the pain worse, so he could only rub the child's stomach over and over again.

It wasn't until he touched that hard lump that he remembered that the wound might be infected, and the child was just trying to disinfect it.