The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor: Fanwai 27 injured

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Yan Qing returned to her residence.

Yu Mo is living next to him. At this time, he is lying slanting on the trunk of his courtyard, with his hands resting on his head, and Erlang's legs slantingly.

Hearing the movement, Yu Mo turned his head and looked this way.

Seeing Yan Qing opening the door and entering, he was a little surprised.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Yan Qing said nothing, and walked straight into the house.

Looking at it from the side, there are no traces of waves on the cool face, but the whole body is inexplicably cold.

Yu Mo was even stranger, just sat up and whistled.

"Hey, you didn't come back after such a long time. Didn't you say a few more words with the Eighth Divine Envoy?"

It shouldn't be.

Yan Qing paused.

"She is busy."

Yu Mo was taken aback: "What is she up to?"

Yan Qing's words are concise and concise:

"Lin Zhifei was injured and fell into a coma, and she will be responsible afterwards."

Yu Mo's eyes widened.

"No!?"

He jumped, jumped in front of Yan Qing, looking at him incredulously.

"Since he was injured so badly and he was in a coma, wouldn't he have to take care of many matters after that? You can bear this?"

Illusory Palace is not without other heavenly doctors, why did you just pick Xiao Ba?

Yan Qing's eyebrows beat slightly, and she continued to move forward without saying a word.

He doesn't want to continue this topic now.

Yu Mo just grabbed him:

"Hey—wait! Then you just look at it like that? Lin Zhifei's looks and demeanor are excellent, and he takes care of him every day..."

Yan Qing's gaze fell on him, coldly.

He Yu Mo coughed.

"Cough, brother, I didn't mean to hit you on purpose! Originally, your condition was good, but your temper was too hard and your face was too stinky! You said you had a cold face all day long, which girl would you like? Although Lin Zhifei is always indifferent, but at any rate he is gentle and polite, you—it’s nothing better!"

Yan Qing's eyelids are slightly drooping.

The remaining ink scratches his head:

"By the way, didn't you plan to see the emperor before? Didn't you say?"

Yan Qing paused.

"Look again."

Yu Mo looked tangled.

"Will you still drag? If you drag your daughter-in-law, you are gone!"

Yan Qing didn't seem to want to say any more, but when she picked the scabbard, she bypassed Yu Mo and walked forward.

Yu Mo avoided danger and grabbed his shoulder:

"Listen to me--"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Yan Qing's left shoulder is sticky and slippery.

He retracted his hand, it was full of red blood.

"Are you hurt!?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, and seemed to be a little impatient, and entered the room.

Yu Mo froze for a moment, and quickly followed in.

I didn't notice it just now, but when I looked carefully at this time, I found that Yan Qing's lips seemed to be slightly whitish.

He took off his coat, raised the tip of his sword, and tore the left sleeve apart, revealing his tough and thin upper body.

Xu was because he hadn't handled it properly before and his clothes had stuck to the wound.

However, Yan Qing's face did not change, she tore it off directly, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, and the wound tore again.

Yu Mo took a look, and he saw a long wound spreading from his shoulder to his chest, passing through the collarbone, but a few inches away from his heart.

The flesh and blood are rolled up, and the bone is almost visible.

Yu Mo frowned.

Yan Qing didn't deal with such a serious injury, so she simply wrapped her clothes tightly and came back?

Because of this, he covered up very well. If Yu Mo hadn't pulled his shoulders, he wouldn't have noticed that he was injured.

"What's the matter with this injury? It was left in the realm of the gods?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, just went to fetch water and started to treat the wound by herself.

A basin of clean water was quickly smudged into a rich blood.

He started taking medicine again.

Yu Mo sat across from him.

"What's the matter with you? Such an injury has been delayed until now to deal with it?" Yu Mo smiled angrily, "Do you think you beat me?"

Yan Qing lowered her head, the wound has become a little pus, looking shocking.

There was a burst of tingling pain, his shoulder trembled slightly, but he didn't call any pain at all. Even the look on his face was as cold as ever.

It seems to be dealing with, not his own injuries, but others.

After finishing the medicine, he said:

"Time is tight."

A few words that couldn't be simpler made Yu Mo stunned.

They worked together for many years, and he understood Yan Qing's meaning almost instantly.

It should be that the situation in the Divine Ruins Realm is urgent. In addition, Lin Zhifei was seriously injured and could not be delayed. He has not been able to spare time for the injury.

With Yan Qing's character, it is not surprising that she would do such a thing.

But...

"Does the Eighth Divine Envoy know?"

Yan Qing has begun to bandage, her head hangs slightly, there is no expression on her face.

"I don't know."

......

"Yan Qing is injured, why don't you let me say?"

Chu Liuyue and Rong Xian go hand in hand.

The surroundings are quiet, and occasionally a few pink-white peach petals float down and fall on the bluestone slab, creating an interesting contrast.

"Although the **** anger was suppressed by him, but...it should be quite serious."

Rong Xiu held her hand and raised his eyebrows.

"He doesn't want to be known, so why dismantle it."

Chu Liuyue thought for a moment.

That being said, there is such a thing as injury...

"Have been hiding what's going on."

Rong Xiu smiled.

"If he wants to say, he will naturally."

Chu Liuyue was taken aback and suddenly realized something.

"You mean—"

Rong Xiu smiled and said nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Liuyue said quietly:

"Emperor, your people are like you...do you think so much?"

Rong Xiu Dao:

"That's not the case. He has this temperament, and he would never say it if he was injured. However, he should know soon, if there is something, it must be said, and some injury must be shown."

Chu Liuyue: "...Our Xiao Ba is really poor."

Speaking, she took out a few green plums from her sleeves and stuffed them into her mouth.

The sweet and sour breath instantly filled the lips and teeth.

She squinted her eyes slightly.

Rong Xiu looked at her, and suddenly stopped.

Chu Liuyue turned her head in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Her cheeks are still bulging, and her speech is a bit vague.

Rong Xiu was silent for a while, saying:

"Yue'er, instead of worrying about other people, you should think more about being your husband."

Chu Liuyue opened her eyes slightly in surprise, very puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

This world belongs to him, so what is there to worry about?

Rong Xiu's eyebrows moved slightly.

It is very likely that he will really be said to be useless.