117: C117 Wen Du Vomited

C117 Wen Du Vomited

The man still did not speak, nor did he express anything.

Wendu hated people like this the most. Their parents gave them life, but they still despised their parents.

There was a good saying, "Dogs don't resent poor families, and sons don't resent ugly mothers." Wendu felt that the Li family was even worse than dogs.

He asked the person lying on the bed, "Uncle, can I 'invite' your son out?"

The person did not move, but a light "En" came from his mouth.

Wendu was happy. He walked in front of Li Jiaming.

"Bro, you can't take it either, right? Come out with me!" As he spoke, he pulled Wendu's arm.

Wendu didn't say anything. He only responded with one kick, one kick, one kick, and one kick.

He kicked the Li family out with a scream. Wendu walked in front of Long Xiao and nodded.

Long Xiao received Wendu's signal. He walked forward and grabbed a corner of the bed sheet. "Hua!" A violent flip.

"The bedsheets were lifted." "Ouch ~" Wendu turned around and squatted on the ground.

Wendu vomited. He vomited very miserably and very forcefully. He vomited to the point where his heart was torn and his lungs were torn. He vomited to the point where he was about to die.

What did he see? Wendu will never forget it. The man had yellow water running down his legs and one of his arms. Some were white and some were black.

Wendu stood up weakly after throwing up. Suddenly, he saw the bed sheet again. The bed sheet was quietly lying on the floor with yellow water dripping from it.

Seeing this, Wendu vomited a few more times. He really couldn't spit it out.

He walked weakly to the other side of the man and grabbed his only intact hand.

He looked at Long Xiao and said, "Uncle Long, help me stand guard outside the door. Don't let anyone in."

The dragon roar rolled in his throat as he nodded and walked out.

"Uncle, I said you will recover, but you will recover. Now, please close your eyes and don't open it." "Whew ~ ~" Wendu said as he took two deep breaths. He was already used to the smell.

The person lying on the bed was excited. "Young man, can I really be alright?"

"Un, please trust me. Close your eyes now." Wendu emphasized on closing his eyes.

That person closed his eyes, but the two of them held hands tighter.

Investigate. Li Hua, 40 years old, with three dead limbs, had a total recovery of 15,000 points of energy.

"Eh?" Wendu was puzzled. He asked the System, "System, the previous treatment for congenital heart failure was less than ten thousand yuan. Why is there so much energy this time?"

System: "The heart is only one part, this time there are three separate parts."

Wendu nodded slightly: Heal!

Energy flowed from Wendu's hand to the hand he was holding.

Time passed bit by bit. After about ten minutes, that person let out a soft "huff" as if he was asleep. He probably knew that he was about to recover, so this time, he slept exceptionally peacefully.

Wendu looked at his body. His flesh slowly turned red and new skin slowly grew on it. Little by little, it took a whole half an hour.

"..."

"Uncle, uncle …" Wendu lightly slapped his face twice.2

He opened his eyes and yawned, "Youngster, I still can't. It's fine, I'm already used to it. Even if you didn't cure me, I still have to thank you. It's been a long time since I slept so well."

Wendu didn't say anything. He just walked to the other side, picked up his hand and put it in front of him.

That person was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his neck and looked at his own leg.

"Ah ~ Ha ha." He laughed and tried to get up, but he fell off the bed.

"AHAHH …" "He just laughed, laughed, and crawled out like a baby. He laughed until tears flowed from his eyes, and he struggled to crawl away.

At this moment, Long Xiao heard his laughter and ran over. "Why …" The dragon roared silently, and once more, the man's tears flowed down.

A few more people followed him in.

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