"Good dog, you won't die... Mom won't let you die..."

My mother's heart suddenly thrust.

Although she also knew that such a disease was not cured.

Although she had seen someone die of the same disease.

If it were her, she might have given up long ago.

But this is my own son.

If there is a way to exchange one life for one life, she is willing to exchange her own life for her son's life.

One hundred and eighty willing.

But reality is so cruel.

Goudan is only fifteen years old.

He has not yet enjoyed the joy, but he is about to leave the world.

How could she watch?

Goudan gasped for a few breaths and said in pain:

"Mom, actually... I don't want to die either, but this disease makes me so painful... I'm alive... more uncomfortable than death."

"And... I die, and you... will be free."

"Dog!"

The mother scolded softly: "How can you say such things?"

Goudan slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking.

But my mother's heart was cut like a knife.

She couldn't let Goudan die, she couldn't watch Goudan die like this.

She wants to save him, she wants to save him!

He wants to find a magic pill that can bring about resurrection to save him!

Thinking of this, her eyes that seemed to have lost their anger began to burn and even become a little crazy.

A magic pill!

She suddenly thought of something.

The moonlight slowly crawled in from outside the window.

Gently stroked Goudan's haggard face.

Mother didn't speak.

But he said in his heart:

"Good dog, mom won't let you die."

After a moment, Goudan's breathing became even.

Only after falling asleep can he not be so painful.

The mother stood up and slowly left the room.

The moment she closed the door, she saw the moonlight's courageous face outlined a faint outline.

Then, she gently closed the door.

After leaving the house, I looked around and there was no one around.

Walking on the mountain road.

It's already deep at night.

People are quiet for the first time.

She quietly walked along the mountain road and walked forward carefully.

She must be fast.

Every time Goudan falls asleep, it only takes about half an hour.

She must come back before Goudan wakes up.

She had to wake up and saw her mother by her first sight.

The dew wet her clothes and she didn't care.

After wading through a stream, you can see that under the moonlight, the porcelain bottles on the road seem to emit a faint green light.

A magic pill!

This is the magic pill!

This is the magic pill that can save Goudan!

I heard that those barbarian dragons who practiced were not sick or disasters.

The leader has never had any illness in the past few years.

Then as long as Goudan takes this Qiling Pill, his illness will definitely be cured.

If the leader had said he would throw it away in the past, she would have definitely supported the elder without hesitation.

But as a mother, how could she watch her son leave like this?

The guards guarding these spirit-enlightenment pills were drinking and chatting in the pavilion a hundred meters away.

In this canyon, all humans have no doubt about the commands of the leader.

No one dared to disobey the leader's orders.

So these guards never thought that anyone would dare to steal these spirit-enlightenment pills.

Mother quietly walked towards these spirit-enlightening pills.

The steps are very light.

This is not difficult for her.

In the past two years since Gou Dan was sick, she has developed the habit of walking softly.

After a while, I finally arrived in the grass on the side of the road.

I took a look at the pavilion.

The guards were still chatting and didn't pay attention to this place at all.

She let out her arm from the grass with a light breath.

Her hands were trembling.

Because of excitement and nervousness.

She had never done anything petty theft before, so she was naturally nervous.

But this magic pill can save my son's life.

How could she not be excited?

She finally ran into a porcelain bottle.

Because of the tension and excitement, the movements were a bit big.

Almost knocked the porcelain bottle down.

She was there, and she held the porcelain bottle.

Then quickly withdrew your hand.

He looked down and then held the porcelain bottle tightly.

It's like holding the life of a son.

Then, she quickly left.

However, because she was too nervous and excited, she stepped on another dead branch.

In the canyon, there are dense trees.

There are many dead branches.

On weekdays, she can always avoid all dead branches.

Even at night.

But this time, she stepped on it.

Click—

A light sound.

In the quiet night, it is like thunder.
To be continued...