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The bright blood on his chest was very dazzling, and her eyes hurt and her eyes were moist. He clenched Su Luo's right hand, and the bone joint pinched down hard, so hard that he almost wanted to break her wrist. It hurts, it really hurts. Su Luo bit her lower lip tightly, the taste of pain made Su Luo feel that she would almost be pinched by him, and when she looked down, she saw that the blood on her wrist quickly faded, her skin turned white, and Nangong Liuyun's clenched fingers almost sank into the flesh. So hard. Su Luo was almost numb from pain. However, she kept her mouth shut, and did not dare to say a word, let alone remind him to let go. Su Luo understood that he was in pain now. The man was still in pain after fainting in pain. He was suffering a thousand times more than she was, and she was the one who caused it, so why did she cry out in front of him? If it alleviated her guilt, she hoped that the pain would come more violently. So the white wrist was pinched and almost the bones were shattered, and Su Luo trembled in pain, but she didn't move, and her other hand wiped the smooth skin on his face steadily, slowly, inch by inch, and wiped the cold sweat that was dripping. Even though, as soon as he finished wiping, his face was quickly covered with another layer. He clenched his teeth, and blood flowed slowly from his lower lip. A touch of regret flashed in Su Luo's heart, it was a pity that such a good-looking thin lip and perfect lip shape were destroyed...... Su Luo didn't think about it, and stretched out his fingers to support his teeth. Pain...... Su Luo frowned for a moment, but his figure seemed to be frozen, motionless. It was only at this moment that she realized how deeply he was hurting. When Ling Feng came in, he saw such a picture of the quiet years. He looked at Su Luo's pinched white, almost shattered wrist, and the other bitten bloody hand, and his deep eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and then a flash of understanding. From this day on, although he still raised his eyebrows at Su Luo, he did not have the malice and provocation at the beginning, which is a later story. When Ling Feng withdrew, he saw Xu San coming in a hurry, followed by an old man with white eyebrows, followed by a young boy carrying a medicine box. A hint of chill flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he grabbed Xu San's collar: "What about the surname Leng?" Senior Alchemist Leng Yan, didn't he go to invite him? Why didn't he come here? Xu San's face was pale, sad and helpless: "Steward Xu is still in Master Leng's mansion, and Master Leng is not even a person at all!" Steward Xu is helpless, he can only want us to invite Pharmacist Zuo first. "Pharmacist Zuo is an intermediate alchemist, which is a step worse than Leng Yan, but now I can only invite him to come over and take a look, and Steward Xu is still thinking about it. After Pharmacist Zuo entered, he checked his pulse carefully and carefully, he frowned and said to Ling Feng and Su Luo: "It's too serious, the old man is not sure at all, I still have to ask the cold pharmacist to come over and take a look." "If I can invite him, I still need to invite you?!" Ling Feng didn't give any face, and was directly furious. His Royal Highness's injuries made him almost lose his mind, like a roaring trapped beast, ready to pounce on the enemy at any moment. Pharmacist Zuo was also very helpless, who told him that his strength was not enough? Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun who was trembling constantly on the bed, frowned and asked, "I don't know how the cold pharmacist can be invited?"