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Hu Ling's morning sickness was very severe, and he couldn't eat or sleep well for several days.

Looking at Hu Ling's black eyes, a group of people in the cave were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

When the clan leader and clan witch came, Mao was overjoyed, "God bless me, Lord Ning, your illness is cured."

"Okay, okay, if it's not good, how dare I come to see Tiger Spirit."

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Hu Ling is thin, his chin is pointed, and his lips are dry and cracked. Ning Miao feels distressed.

"I tried all the food in the tribe, and I vomited badly." Hu He was worried.

Ning Miao knows a little bit about pregnancy, "Where's the sour pepper?"

Mao shook his head, "Usually Ah Ling doesn't like to eat."

"Add some to the porridge, and the porridge will be clearer." Ning Miao touched Bai Yi with her elbow, "A Yi, go get some fire and bite."

Ning Miao was worried that Huling's dehydration and electrolyte imbalance might lead to miscarriage. The importance of this child to Huling's family and the entire tribe is self-evident.

If there is an emergency, I am afraid that the tiger will not be able to survive.

"Uncle He, is there any boiling water?"

"Yes, yes." Hu Ling's other male partner immediately poured out half a bowl of water from the clay pot and handed it to Ning Miao.

Ning Miao took the pottery bowl, the water temperature was just right, and brought it to the bed in person, "Hu Ling, drink water."

Because of repeated stomach spasms and vomiting, the throat from the stomach to the esophagus was red and swollen, and it was very difficult and painful to drink water.

Hu Ling was tormented by morning sickness to the point of dying, but he still insisted on eating and drinking.

Just being a mother.

Ning Miao gave Hu Ling a sip, "Uncle He, if you don't react much after observing, just drink a little every once in a while, never too much."

When Bai Yi came over, Hu Ling was already drowsy, so Ning Miao lowered his voice and told him.

"Mao, you can add some powdered salt to the clear porridge. Huo Ling can't eat fire bites right now, and we'll see if we can eat it when the vomiting is not so severe."

"Hu Ling is tired, let him rest for a while, but remember to feed him water, cook the porridge and put it on the stone stove to warm it up. When he wakes up, feed him a half bowl first."

Tiptoing out of the cave, Ning Miao frowned tightly.

"Ning." Bai Yi bent down and hugged her little female's shoulders, "Don't worry, the gods will bless Xiao Liuxue."

Ning Miao looked at the vast snow field, facing the sky, clasped his hands together, and muttered.

"The Tathagata Buddha, God, God, heaven and earth, please bless Xiao Liuxue to be born smoothly, and protect Huling mother and child."

Seeing this situation, the clansmen followed suit one after another.

The gods were moved by the devout prayers of the people and bestowed blessings and blessings on them.

When the restless clan witch was perfunctorily making dinner, Spear came to report the good news. Hu Ling liked the sour and salty clear porridge, and drank it three times without throwing up.

Only then did Ning Miao let go of her tense shoulders, the most difficult days were over, Hu Ling, Liu Xue, well done.

After a while, Bai Yi and Bai Bing returned to the cave one by one.

There was a smell of blood, Ning Miao felt nervous, and went around the white winged tiger to inspect it. He even turned over the fur to check, and found no wound. He let out a long sigh of relief, "Bingge, Ah Yi, let's serve!"

Dinner was simple roasted meat and dried vegetable soup, and Bai Yi swallowed his brother's portion together, "Ning, brother has eaten outside."

I remember that when Dashan and the others were in animal form, they also loved raw food. Ning Miao buried her head in the soup and expressed her understanding, "Oh."

After packing up and going to bed, Ning Miao found that something was wrong with Bai Bing.

"Ayi, come over and have a look!"

Bai Bing's body temperature was frighteningly low. If it wasn't for the slightly undulating body telling the owner that his heart was still beating and breathing, Ning Miao would suspect that there was a tiger carcass lying on the bed.

Bai Yi hurried over and poked her hand, trembling with fright, "How could this happen, isn't Dashan all right? Brother, brother, wake up."

Yihu's eyes were closed tightly, no matter how Bai Yi called, there was no response.

Ning Miao's cold eyes were like swords, "A Yi, what did you do without telling me?"

Ning Miao stared at Bai Yi in desperation, and he was a little timid, unable to betray his brother, his eyes were red, and for a long time, he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Bai Yi, you'd better tell me immediately."

Ning Miao forcibly suppressed the dark fire in her stomach, "Bing Ge's current situation is very dangerous, I must know the reason, you don't want to harm Bing Ge either."

Bai Yi lowered his head, not daring to face up to his furious partner.

"Ning, I was injured before and drank Dashan's blood. Uncle Huhe said that brother's blood might be able to cure your illness."

"Grass, which eye do you look at, brother Bing's animal shape is the same as Dashan?"

Ning Miao was so angry that she wanted to greet Huhe's eighteenth generation ancestors, but the calmness of the science and engineering department forcibly restrained her desire to jump up and curse.

Matters are prioritized, and at present, Bai Bing's physical condition is the top priority.

"Go quickly, move the charcoal fire to the bedside." Ning Miao kicked the Erhuo patriarch's waist, "Take off all the animal skins too."

Ning Miao did everything she could to wrap the tiger's inner and outer layers tightly, and ordered Bai Yi to boil hot water, while she roasted ginger slices and wiped the exposed thick leather pad in the middle of the tiger's claws over and over again.

Ning Miao has no idea, but she knows that Bai Yi is more afraid. Ning Miao always remembers that Bai Yi was the only one in the whole family who could laugh when the ammunition and food ran out.

The winged tiger patriarch who can face no matter how difficult and difficult the situation is with a smile is really scared.

The tiger's head moved suddenly, and Ning Miao shook her hand, calling out in a trembling voice, "Bingge, Bingge, I'm Ning, Bingge..."

Bai Yi flashed for a moment, "Brother, brother!"

The tiger's eyes slowly opened and closed, and then opened slightly again after a while.

Ning Miao's brain turned thousands of thoughts, the animal form can't speak, what can I do, think quickly, what can I do!

"Bingge, look at me." Ning Miao spoke as quickly and clearly as possible, "If I'm asking you, you should blink your left eye, not your right eye, okay?"

Maverick froze for a moment, blinking his left eye.

"Bingge, did you take blood for me?"

left eye.

"Your body temperature has already dropped below the limit of Mavericks, will you freeze to death?"

right eye.

"Will the body temperature keep dropping?"

left eye.

"Bingge, do you want to sleep?"

left eye.

"How long do you want to sleep, ten days, fifteen days, twenty days?"

On the 20th day, Maverick blinked his left eye once.

Oh yeah, I'm such a genius!

Ning Miao boldly confirmed his conjecture, "Bingge, when you woke up, you turned back into shape, right?"

left eye.

"Bingge, Ayi and I will wait for you."

Yihu closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

It's amazing, fantastic, and unbelievable. The Maverick's genetic sequence contains the recessive gene of a snake. Under low temperature, it can hibernate without eating or drinking.

"Ning, is brother alright?" Bai Yi asked tremblingly.

"Well, this is normal." Ning Miao patted the guy's shoulders that had been shaking, "It's okay, Ah Yi."

Bai Yi seemed to have vented all the strength in his body, hoarsely yelling, long and short, over and over again.

"Ning, brother, brother, Ning, woo..."

Ning Miao reached out to hug the big curly hair, and she couldn't help crying.

Probably only at the time of life and death, people will put aside worldly scruples and follow the straightforward thoughts in their hearts.

Don't fear the future, does not read the past.

Brother Bing, Ah Yi, by God, I am willing to be with you forever.

Only death can separate us.