Genius remembered for a second, "Love ♂ ÷ small? Say →', provide you with wonderful novels to read. There were already several people in the room, squatting on the side of the couch in the wind and staring nervously at Jiang Shiya's face.

I saw her curly eyelashes trembling slightly, like the thin wings of a butterfly.

He never knew that waiting for someone to open his eyes like this was so anxious and nervous, even more worrying than expecting him to break through the highest realm of divine skills.

He didn't dare to blink at all, and gradually, Jiang Shiyadai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyelids opened a small slit, as if in the darkness, the tall door suddenly opened, revealing a large area of light, pure and beautiful, and incomparably beautiful.

Jiang Shiya's eyes are so good-looking, magnificent, and shining.

"Jiang Xiaobaozi, are you awake?" Wind in the middle of the stream held her hand, his palms were sweaty, he asked cautiously, even his voice trembling.

Jiang Shiya opened her eyes, but she just looked at the pattern on the top of the ebony bed stupidly, her eyes were motionless, scattered and unfocused.

"Sister...... You okay? Jiang Diya was a little panicked, how could this be, there seemed to be something wrong with her eyes.

Song Yi hurriedly pushed the two of them away, sat down, and stretched out his palm in front of Jiang Shiya's eyes and shook it.

Jiang Shiya's eyes still didn't react.

"Shiya, I'm Song Yi!" Song Yi shook her hand desperately, but Jiang Shiya was still stunned, as if she couldn't hear anyone calling her at all, and her face was expressionless.

Feng Zhongliu grabbed Song Yi anxiously: "How is she, why is this?" ”

Song Yi secretly screamed, shook off Feng Zhongliu's hand, hurriedly stood up and said solemnly: "You all go out, I will give her a full body examination." ”

Seeing Song Yi's expression, the people in the room were instantly silent, and although they didn't want to, they still had to withdraw.

Song Yi walked over and closed the door, and walked back to Jiang Shiya's side.

Quietly took out a silver needle from the embroidery of the lichen and stabbed it at the center of her foot.

Jiang Shiya frowned and spat at her: "It hurts." ”

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to know that it hurts, do you know who I am?" ”

Jiang Shiya's eyes flickered, and her eyeballs finally began to operate, and she looked at Song Yi blankly for about half a pillar of incense.

Song Yi didn't urge her, and stared at her the same.

Finally, Jiang Shiya nodded.

Outside the house, Jiang Diya stared at the wind, and the fire in his eyes was about to burn him.

"In the wind, if there is any problem with Shiya, I will personally kill you." Jiang Diya's heart to kill the wind really never stopped for a moment.

The wind was so worried that he didn't pay attention to his anger, and only listened to the movement inside.

However, there was no movement inside.

The wind became more and more anxious, and he dragged the door with both hands, eager to crush the door directly.

"I'm so anxious now, who is it for, tossing my sister like this, what kind of heart are you, Shiya is such a weak woman, where did she provoke you!"

The more Jiang Diya spoke, the more excited he became, and Jiang Shiya's reaction just now made him feel even more uncomfortable, and he had to find the culprit to vent his anger when he was uncomfortable.

Jiang Diya said and punched towards the wind.

Feng Zhongliu was punched and fell directly to the ground, half-sitting against the wall, his fists clenched, and his bone knuckles turned white.

His face was cloudy, and his narrow phoenix eyes were full of regret and worry.

He even thought that it was not a good thing to be beaten to death by Jiang Diya like this.

Being the person he loves the most has done the most regretful thing, and the pain in his heart is no less than half a point of others.

Even if he was so excessive to Jiang Shiya, at the last most critical moment, she still gave up herself to save him.

Wind Stream sat on the ground, buried his head between his knees, and never looked up again.

When the Jiang family's parents arrived, they saw that their son was angry, but the high-spirited young master Feng was sitting on the ground covering his head as if he was crying.

The faces of the Jiang family's parents changed greatly, and Jiang's mother trembled and asked, "What's the matter, is Shiya ......?"

"Mother, it's okay, Shiya is awake." Jiang Diya didn't dare to stimulate Jiang's mother, and picked up the good ones.

"Then why are you all outside?" As soon as Mother Jiang showed her joy, Father Jiang asked in a deep voice.

"Song Yi is still doing some checks on Shiya, and we're waiting outside." Now that the situation is unknown, Jiang Diya naturally won't say anything bad to worry her parents.

"Then he ......" Although Jiang's mother hates the wind very much, his performance in the past few days can really show that he likes his daughter very much.

The so-called benevolence of women, seeing the downcast and sad appearance of the wind in the stream, Jiang's mother inevitably had to care about it.

"Well deserved." Jiang Diya scolded, but there was extreme resentment in her words.

Father Jiang also snorted coldly, and tried his best to endure going up and kicking Feng Zhongliu twice.

After more than half an hour, the door of the room finally opened, and Song Yi looked tired and unkind.

Looking at the worried and expectant faces outside the door, Song Yi lowered his eyes and swept a trace of guilt.

"What's wrong, Doctor Song, is my daughter really awake?" Mother Jiang pulled Song Yi and asked worriedly.

Feng Zhongliu immediately stood up and rushed into the house, as if there was still moisture hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"Auntie, Shiya has woken up, don't worry...... Just ......"

"Little buns!" As soon as Song Yi was halfway through speaking, there was an anxious shout from the wind in the house.

The people outside the house couldn't wait for Song Yi to speak, and they all rushed in.

Jiang Shiya shrunk up, holding the quilt in the corner of the bed, her eyes timidly looked at the wind flowing, her thin and boneless body trembled slightly, and her little face was as white as rice paper.

Feng Zhongliu wanted to go to the corner of the bed to carry her out, but Jiang Diya pulled him away and pushed him away: "You get out, Shiya is afraid of you." ”

He stretched out his hands and said to Jiang Shiya: "Shiya, I'm your brother, come here, don't be afraid, no one dares to hurt you again." ”

Jiang Shiya shook her head desperately, her eyes showing fear, like a frightened little elk.

Jiang Diya was worriedly annoyed: "Shiya, what's wrong with you, don't be afraid, we are your relatives, we will protect you, come to my brother's arms." ”

Feng Zhong turned around to find Song Yi and asked with some trepidation, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Song Yi glanced at him complicatedly: "She has woken up, but she is hiding in her own world, afraid of being hurt, you ...... After all, it hurt her too much. ”

"How so...... What am I going to do? The corners of the wind's eyes are still moist, how can such Shiya live, she is afraid of others hurting all day long, it will definitely be quite painful.

"She's fine, this is a heart disease, and the bell needs to be tied to the bell, you can do it yourself." Song Yi's words are serious and authentic,

Feng Zhongliu fell to the ground in an instant, and suffered for so many days, but in exchange for such a result.

Feng Zhongliu was so distressed that he looked at Jiang Xiaobaozi who was trembling on the bed, and Feng Zhongliu slapped himself violently.

Jiang Shiya's voice was still ringing in her ears, and her eyes were blurred in the wind.

It's his fault, it's all his fault.

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