487 dust settled

"Wang Shang, Luo Shangyi is fine. You can take a break first and let Weichen..."

"Get out of here——"

Since he hugged Luo Wener back to the palace, Qian Yumo has never let go. He wanted to heal Luo Wen'er's injury, but when he saw the wound, the corners of his eyes twitched and he couldn't do it anyway. Dr. Qin and others have experience, but he is only worried that they will hurt her.

The black and red thing was like being bitten by something. At that time, he only looked at it, as if there was a soldering iron on his heart. Do you know how the clouds endure it?

When he thought of today's thrill, his heart beat wildly.

He said that he would no longer allow anyone to hurt her, but...

He was careless, and he was careless again...

He hugged people around in the palace and almost roared.

Hu Lun followed him like a tail. If he didn't say anything, the master would think he didn't exist, but as long as he opened his mouth, the master would let him "get out".

He wiped the sweat on his forehead, turned his eyes, called Dr. Qin, who was also sweaty, and whispered a few words.

Doctor Qin's old eyes flashed and turned forward: "King, if you don't let Shangyi heal his wounds, I'm afraid Shang Yi's wounds... won't get better..."

Qian Yumo was about to be angry. Hearing this, his expression stagnated.

Doctor Qin hurriedly followed and lowered his voice: "The old minister once said that Shang Yi's body is the most afraid..."

In another blink of an eye, Qian Yumo had moved to the bedside: "Quick, save her!"

Doctor Qin rushed over.

Although the king "rescued", he still refused to let go.

He had to persuade him again: "How can Wang Shang be treated by such a small minister?"

At least, Qian Yumo finally put people in **.

refused to leave and carefully untied the wrapped robe.

Doctor Qin is still worried. If Wang Shang has been watching, how will he treat him? This medical treatment is the most important thing to avoid interference.

However, as soon as the king's eyes fell, he suddenly roared and rolled out, and the little maids of honor also exclaimed.

He was puzzled, but his eyes slipped and touched the ferocious wound, and the corners of his eyes also jumped.

When Panyun's collision, he really hit the soldering iron crooked, but it hit the inner thigh of Luo Wen'er. At that time, Luo Wener was tied up again. As a result, the soldering iron burned a piece of rope into the skin, and now it is burnt together with the skin. If you want to take it out, I'm afraid that Luo Shangyi will suffer another crime.

Dr. Qin looked back at Zhang Linqiao, and he also shook his head. It seemed that's what he meant.

Although Qian Yumo ran out, he did not go far. Through the curtain, it could be seen that the back stood long, as if he had lost his soul, and seemed to pay attention to the movement inside all the time.

The two looked at each other again and shook their heads coincidentally. Then Dr. Qin silently waved his hand, and the little maid holding various utensils came forward tremblingly...

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"Ah-"

A scream suddenly came from the curtain.

Qian Yumo's body shook and was about to rush in, but he held the curtain tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

Cloud, you are just like this, suffering, right?

For good, it was just a sound, and everything returned to quiet, and only the soft sound of knives and medicine bottles hitting the tray could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Linqiao moved out, and there was still sweat on his forehead.

"Wang Shang..."

He wanted to say that the rope had been taken out, the burnt meat had been scraped, and the wound had been bandaged and could go in.

But he bowed his waist for a long time and didn't see Wang take a step.

To be honest, he was a little confused about the king's thoughts, so he passed the curtain and gave a winking to the people inside.

This mackerel curtain can be seen from the outside and inside, but Dr. Qin is busy and has not received his request for help at all.

Hu Lun came forward carefully: "I think Luo Shangyi is no longer in danger. Master, won't you go in and have a look?"

Qian Yumo stood still, and he whispered again, "I'm afraid Luo Shangyi wants to talk to his master..."

This sentence was easy to use, but Qian Yumo quickly turned around. However, at the moment of opening the curtain, his men were slightly hesitant, but only saw the curtain move quickly and regained calm.

Then the doctor Qin and the maid of honor came out.

Hu Lun came forward...

He didn't see Luo Wen'er's injury, but just by looking at the master's face, he can know how serious it is.

For Luo Wen'er, Hu Lun's feelings are very complicated. Previously, he was afraid that the master would follow the old way and rejected her. He even wanted to kill people with a knife, but he saw that the master was happy, jealous, angry and missing because of her... He thought that it would be good to let the two be together.

So contradictory and entangled, the two came together.

Hu Lun was most moved by the foot of the snowy mountains. Luo Wener tried her best to persuade her master back.

Since that day, she has become half a master in his heart and is respected by him, so that if someone dares to speak ill of her behind her back, he will also rely on his status as the general manager to suppress it.

In fact, Luo Wener is very good. It's really good. He saw that the master was very happy with her, and Wuya was also because her advice was richer and stronger, more orderly, and the court was also refreshed. He felt that the master really found the right person. Sometimes he even thought, would it be better if the master met her at the beginning, not Mengfei?

However, he was still worried and unwilling, which was the thing that the master never let him say.

But it has happened. What's the use of not saying it? Now the only hope is that the two can be together and make the master happy every day.

And the master... If Luo Shangyi is not good, he will not be happy. And if Luo Shangyi is better, will the days be longer and longer?

So as soon as Dr. Qin came out, he hurriedly followed, and the curtain that was tightly clenched by the master could no longer withstand gravity, and suddenly fell from the top of the hall...

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Everyone is gone, otherwise it won't be so quiet. Even she quietly closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes spread fan-shaped shadows under her eyes, against a pale face, which is also quiet.

He also sat quietly by the bed and looked at her for a moment, even breathing quietly.

For a long time, Fang slowly held her hand and her tone trembled: "Clouds..."

The eyes fell on her face... Under her face, there was a thin scar with ointment, which looked like the flour he painted on her face on New Year's Eve when she was not paying attention.

Just a little, he was about to lose her, losing the woman who left in a hurry but did not forget to turn back and smile at him mischievously to comfort him.

"Wait for me to come back." She said.

But he almost couldn't wait for her.

Her eyes trembled, and then looked at her temples... The burnt place had been built off by the maid of honor, revealing her slightly red and swollen scalp.