As soon as Meng Xinian entered the bedroom, he just closed the door and saw Jiang Xiao flashing out of thin air.

He glanced at his watch and frowned, "Why don't you sleep so late? You haven't been in confinement for a while, don't take your health seriously."

It's three o'clock in the morning.

“Where can I sleep?”

Jiang Xiao gave him a glass of spiritual spring water.

"Are you tired? Have a glass of water first."

Meng Xinian took it and finished drinking it, "Do you think the taste of this spring is not as sweet as before?"

Jiang Xiao put away her cup and sighed softly, "Yes."

She had tasted it, and it was indeed not as sweet as before.

"You didn't go to hug Xiaobao after you came back, did you?" Meng Xinian was a little worried.

"No, Sister Rong listens to you, I'm so careful that I won't let me hold Xiaobao at all." Jiang Xiao glanced at him angrily.

Meng Xinian said: "You are more aware that the space has such a great impact now, so you can't hug Xiaobao anymore."

"But, Brother Xian, what if Xiaobao just needs to absorb those spiritual energy? If she needs it very much and doesn't let her absorb it, will she have any problems?"

Jiang Xiao’s question also made Meng Xinian stunned for a moment.

"Observe more," he thought about it and could only say this, "It seems that Xiaobao has no problem now."

Now, Meng Xiaobao is smart and clever, can eat and sleep, and has a very keen intuition.

But Jiang Xiao's question also made them feel a little heavy in their hearts.

If Meng Xiaobao really needs to absorb this spiritual energy, Jiang Xiao can't help but supply her without any energy.

Because once the spiritual energy is absorbed, it will be life-threatening for Jiang Xiao.

So they looked at each other and could see a hint of heavyness in each other's eyes.

"How is Uncle Yang?"

"I haven't woken up yet."

"Then do I want to go..."

"He should be able to wake up tomorrow," Meng Xinian interrupted her and stopped her from thinking. "Don't take action for the time being. Now his postoperative situation should be in the eyes of a doctor. If you wake him up directly, you will still focus on you."

"What about Xiao Zhou?"

"Xiao Zhou..."

Meng Xinian's expression was heavy and he didn't go on.

Jiang Xiao's heart sank violently.

"He's surgery..."

"Not rescued."

"How could it be? Haven't I already fed him the spiritual spring water?" Jiang Xiao lost her voice.

Didn’t she have given Xiao Zhou a drink of spiritual spring water to ensure that his life can be saved?

"The injury is too serious, and the bleeding during the operation cannot be stopped."

Jiang Xiao's eyes turned red, she clenched her fists, her throat was astringent, "...I should treat him."

"Xiaoxiao, this is not something you can treat, and you don't know how to operate. In fact, the spiritual spring water you fed at the beginning has already made Xiao Zhou persist for a while."

The doctor told Meng Xinian that Xiao Zhou might not have been able to do such a serious injury on the spot.

"But......"

Seeing Jiang Xiao crying, Meng Xinian reached out to hug her in her arms and gently patted her on the back.

He was actually extremely uncomfortable, but he saw more such things than Jiang Xiao, and Jiang Xiao could not be the savior, and she could not be the one who could keep everyone.

Now it can be said that she is in a difficult situation for herself, and Xiao Zhou's death cannot put the blame on her.

With such a space and these spiritual spring waters and medicinal fields, Jiang Xiao has already taken on a lot of responsibility.

She has saved too many people.
Chapter completed!