I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Wen Ting's speed is very fast, and everyone has reached the realm of earth immortals, which also greatly improved her physique, but in a few seconds, she came to the hall where Jiang Xingtian was.

"Master Dean, how is Brother Fan now?" Wen Ting asked after arriving in the hall.

"Uncle Shi's situation is very bad now." Jiang Xingtian couldn't help but frown slightly.

He checked Zhou Fan's body for a change, and even the Soul did a survey, but he didn't find any problems. Zhou Fan's body didn't have any problems.

He also tried some divine and soul methods to wake Zhou Fan, but found that Zhou Fan’s divine and soul is currently in an autistic state. If he wants to awaken him, it will hurt the divine and soul. Even if he does not want to wake up, it is likely to be Cause irreversible damage.

This point, even Jiang Xingtian, felt quite tricky.

"Brother Fan doesn't want to wake up?" After listening to Jiang Xingtian's words, Wen Ting felt her whole body collapsed.

She knew that the death of Yan Shuimo had brought a great blow to Zhou Fan, but she did not expect that this blow would be so severe that Zhou Fan would rather be autistic than he would face it.

In Zhou Fan's current situation, Wen Ting knew that it must be because he had not rescued Yan Shuimo, and felt self-blaming and unwilling to face all this.

But how can Zhou Fan be awakened?

"Master Dean, is it possible for Brother Fan to recover from this state?" Wen Ting asked tremblingly.

If Zhou Fan couldn't wake up like this, what would she do?

Moreover, this scene is probably not what Yan Shuimo wants to see.

"This situation is very similar to that of vegetative people in the secular world. However, with the current situation of the uncle master, it is difficult to treat with medicine and can only be treated with family affection." Jiang Xingtian sighed.

"Family therapy? How do you do this?" Wen Ting asked, feeling a little puzzled.

"Uncle Shi's current state still exists for the senses, such as hearing, touch, etc., but from his own point of view, he is unwilling to accept these stimuli, that is, general stimuli have no effect on him."

"As the closest person, you can say something about the past, which may be able to stimulate him, let him open the closed soul, and maybe be able to wake up." Jiang Xingtian sighed.

But he also knows that this is a difficult thing. Choosing to close the soul is a kind of avoidance from reality. It is really difficult to stimulate him to face the reality.

"You don't have to be too sad, I will also check some information, convene the patriarchs of the four major families to discuss, and see if there is any way to wake up the uncle master." Jiang Xingtian said.

"Thank you, Master Dean, I want to accompany Brother Fan for a while." Wen Ting said.

When Jiang Xingtian heard the words, he retired. He knew that no matter how much he said, it would not help. The most important thing now is to see if there is any way to wake Zhou Fan.

In the hall, only Wen Ting and Zhou Fan remained.

Wen Ting Lihua brought the rain, and stretched out her trembling palm to Zhou Fan, gently stroking Zhou Fan's face, watching Zhou Fan with his eyes closed, like a vegetative Zhou Fan, Wen Ting's heart felt painful as a needle stick.

"Brother Fan..." Wen Ting trembled and shouted, with endless love and a trace of fear in her voice.

"I am Wen Ting, do you really want me?" Wen Ting looked at Zhou Fan and said softly.

She picked up Zhou Fan's palm and gently placed it on her cheek.

"Do you remember the first time we met? At that time, I was a shopping guide in a 4S shop. You were my first customer, and you bought a Land Rover very happily."

"However, the list was quickly pried away by someone with a background in store manager relationships. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I can do nothing about such unfair treatment."

"Brother Fan, do you know that your phrase "Don't be afraid, I am here", do you know how safe I am? You know that from that moment on, I have buried your shadow in my heart and linger , You are my support. With you, even if the sky falls, I am not afraid."

Speaking of the past, Wen Ting couldn't help but become more emotional by three points. As she spoke, tears couldn't help streaming down.

"Remember the time my dad was hospitalized? His leg was hurt, but the construction site was unwilling to pay. Even in the hospital, the doctor's diagnosis is that even if he can stand up in the future, he can't do much work."

"But you showed up. Not only did you heal my dad's leg injury, you also helped my dad get justice..."

The scenes in the past, as if they happened yesterday, Wen Ting said all the trivial things, and even the two did not shy away for the first time.

In her opinion, as long as she can help Zhou Fan, no matter how shameful she is, she can do it. After all, for Zhou Fan, she can't even take her life, so how can she care about it?

However, Zhou Fan never reacted, as if he didn't feel much touched by Wen Ting's words.

Wen Ting called a bucket of warm water, wiped Zhou Fan's body, and washed his hair, without any taboo.

Immediately, he put on a new set of clothes, and lightly shaved the beard that had grown from his face.

Looking at Zhou Fan, who was clean and refreshing, Wen Ting showed a smile. She was able to guard Zhou Fan, whether it was poverty or wealth, whether it was disease or pain, she would be by his side.

"Brother Fan, you have to get better soon. Do you know that Sister Shui Mo hasn't been rescued yet. Although I don't know what happened in the realm, I know that Sister Shui Mo certainly doesn't want to see you for her and become now This look."

"For the sake of Sister Ink, and for yourself, you must get better." Wen Ting looked at Zhou Fan and said affectionately.

This situation has continued for half a month!

For half a month, Wen Ting has spent a lot of time every day with Zhou Fan, telling her past events, or telling Zhou Fan some of her own experiences today, or some interesting things she saw on the Internet.

In short, she is just nagging around Zhou Fan, wanting to stimulate Zhou Fan and make him wake up!

On this day, Wen Ting, as before, told Zhou Fan about interesting things that happened on the Internet.

But at this moment, someone broke in and shouted loudly.

"It's not good. The Demon Sect has come up. The Dean and the Lord of the Demon Sect are fighting, and even the four Sect Masters of the Demon Sect have come. The monastery has been surrounded, Miss Wen, you have to take Zhou Fan. Run."

Wen Ting's face suddenly changed when she heard the words. She didn't care too much, so she helped Zhou Fan and rushed out of the hall.