At this moment, Xiaobao seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

He closed his eyes tiredly, and Nan Yan's smiling face reappeared in his mind.

So tired.

He really wanted to take a nap, fall into a deep sleep, and never care about anything else.

Perhaps because Xiaobao gave up his struggle, his consciousness began to fade, and the image of Nanyan in his mind gradually dissipated like clouds of smoke.

He finally wanted to reach out and catch the dissipating figure, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch her.

He could only let his two little hands fall to the ground, and cold tears flowed down and seeped into the corners of his mouth.

However.

Just at the moment when Xiaobao's consciousness was about to disappear completely, anxious footsteps suddenly came.

What followed was a strong and powerful arm that pulled him into his arms. The warm and familiar embrace made Xiaobao's eyelashes tremble, but he still didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

.

"I'm sorry, Xiaobao."

Nan Yan hugged her lost treasure tightly and pressed her cheek against Xiao Tuanzi's. Tears burst into her eyes: "It's my fault. I found you too late and made you suffer so much."

The little guy's face was so hot. He must have had a high fever and was hungry to make him so sick.

It's all her fault.

If she could find Xiaobao earlier, this wouldn't be the case.

"Come, take the medicine, and mother will take you home."

Nan Yan took out the antipyretic medicine from the space, took out a cup of spiritual spring from the space, and put it to Xiaotuanzi's lips.

Xiaotuanzi still had some consciousness, so he opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the medicine.

After swallowing the medicine, the temperature on Xiaotuanzi's body dropped a bit, but even Nanyan's pills couldn't bring down his fever immediately.

She hugged the little dumpling tightly in her arms, trembling all over.

No one knew that when she opened the door of the underground passage, she saw Xiaobao lying lifeless on the cold ground.

How desperate she was at that moment.

If it weren't for her negligence, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

"Aunt Nan."

Jun Xiaomo stood next to Nan Yan and lowered his eyes apologetically: "I thought of it too late."

He should have thought of it a long time ago, right?

Since Xiaobao's disappearance has nothing to do with Ye Ying, he must have been hiding himself. Now the only place where people can hide in the room is this passage.

It's just that this place was his nightmare. He didn't want to think about it, so he ignored it for a while.

"Xiaobao is fine. He was infected with the cold and will be fine once the fever goes away."

Nan Yan raised her head: "Mo'er, I have to take Xiaobao away today, so..."

She paused and didn't say anything else.

But Jun Xiaomo already understood what she meant.

"My injuries have recovered and they can't see anything. Don't worry, Aunt Nan, I won't let Xiaobao be exposed."

"good."

Nan Yan's heart relaxed, and she looked down at the little dumpling in her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness.

...

Inside the room.

Xiaoxiao lay on the ground, staring at the dark passage without blinking, dragging his cheeks with his hands and puffing out his cheeks angrily.

Originally, she wanted to go in with her mother, but Brother Xiao Mo said that someone must guard the door, otherwise, the tunnel door will be closed, and they will be trapped in the tunnel.

Just then.

That familiar figure was reflected in her small pupils, making the little girl's eyes light up.

"Mother, Xiaobao!"
Chapter completed!