Ran'er, when they wanted to take a closer look, Du Feiran turned into a weak and innocent look again, and everyone muttered in their hearts, calling women really terrible.

It is said that Nangong Ling Jue over there held Dabao, who was injured and unconscious, and only used a stick of incense to loot the palace.

He carefully placed Dabao on the couch in his bedroom, completely ignoring his still bleeding wounds, waiting in front of Dabao's bed, staring closely at the doctor to treat her.

At first, because Nangong Ling Jue had been releasing a powerful aura by his side, he was frightened and cautious.

However, when the old doctor, whose hair was gray, found out all the injuries on Dabao's body, his eyes were wet.

While trembling his hands to bandage Dabao's neck, he muttered, "Poor child." ”

"Old Ji, how is she?" Nangong Ling Jue noticed that the old doctor's expression was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

The old doctor kept doing the treatment in his hand, and said angrily, "What a good child, how kind he usually is to others, who in this palace has not received her favor? How can there be someone so femme fatale and poison her so hard! How much inhuman torture has this child suffered!"

Dabao used to talk to Ji Lao, the old doctor loves to drink, so Dabao changed the method to find wine for him to drink, and specially made all kinds of fruit wine for him, which is good to drink and does not hurt his body.

Seeing that the innocent little girl in the past has become a withered look now, scarred all over, the old doctor wants to beat people in distress.

Nangong Ling Jue's heart stabbed violently, his fists were clenched tightly, his teeth bit his thin lips tightly, and he didn't say a word, Xiaobai's injuries were all because of him!

However, the old doctor's next words made Nangong Ling Jue hate to kill herself!

"Although the wound on the neck is not fatal, but it has lost too much blood and is hot, this is a high fever, looking at the degree of this high fever, I am afraid that it has been burning intermittently for many days. As he spoke, he lifted the sleeve of Dabao's arm and showed it to Nangong Ling Jue, "Look at her arms, they are all needle eyes, which were poked out by someone with a needle, one by one!

While speaking, he looked at Dabao's hand, and sure enough, ten fingernails, between each nail, were the eyes of needles!

"Ten fingers and a heart! How much it hurts! Who is so vicious!?" The old doctor's eyes were red with anger.

Nangong Ling Jue's heart aches like a knife!

"Smack-" sounded.

On the white cheeks, a bright red palm print suddenly appeared.

The old doctor was stunned, "What are you?"

Nangong Ling Jue blocked the old doctor's sight, gently lifted the hem of Dabao's clothes, and glanced inside, sure enough, all the whole body was pricked by needles, and looking at the recovery degree of the wound, it is conceivable how hard it is to stab people, but I am afraid that the roots are all submerged in its roots!

"Don't worry, I won't let go of anyone who has hurt you, including myself!" Nangong Ling Jue seemed to have taken an oath, his eyes were red, and he was crying blood.

"Keep the diagnosis and treatment!"

The old doctor continued to check, "After a violent blow to the forehead, I am afraid that there will be a blood clot in my brain, and I have to observe it carefully in the future." ”

When he checked Dabao's feet, he knocked over his medical kit with a "bang-" sound.

The bottles and cans in the box were scattered all over the ground.

"Ji Lao?"

The old man's body trembled with anger!

"Her feet!"

Nangong Ling Jue hiccuped in her heart, remembering that she was crazy at the time, pinching Dabao's feet, "How are her feet?"

Even though he asked, for the first time in his age, he was afraid to hear the answer.

"Is there something wrong!? How can there be no problem!?" The old man couldn't calm down, and scolded, "What kind of brute did you kill a thousand knives? This is the bone of her entire right ankle that was crushed by force!

Nangong Ling Jue was like being struck by lightning, and his whole person was stiff and at a loss.

His ears were filled with the words that Ji Lao was still muttering to himself, "Ji Lao, please, it's all my fault, I beg you to cure her!"

Nangong Ling Jue has never begged anyone since he was a child, and because of his identity and personality, he has never begged anyone, including his father, but at this moment, he is from the bottom of his heart and wants to ask Ji Lao.

The old man recognized the technique himself, and then his face changed greatly, "Could it be, could it be you!?"

Nangong Ling Jue punched his injured chest again, and suddenly, the placket of his clothes was stained with blood even more thickly, "I hurt her!" At this moment, he regretted that he couldn't kill himself with a knife!

"You, you... The old man choked for a while, "How much you spoiled her at the beginning, the entire palace, anyone with a discerning eye knows, who knows that your attitude has changed greatly in a blink of an eye, and if you don't favor her, it's just like this!"

Nangong Ling Jue lowered his head, and had some thoughts that only he knew.

The bones in her ankles, like stones, were broken into countless pieces, and surgery was necessary to remove the broken bones, otherwise the foot would be deformed. But even if she takes it out, her two feet will be long and short, and the lower half of her body will become a cripple!"

He doesn't understand the world of young people, but he has countless experiences, how can he not see it, Nangong Ling Jue's heart is full of Xiaobai, only this stupid boy himself doesn't know, blindly hurting her, but spoiling his white lotus-like senior sister, he can stand it in the future!

Nangong Ling Jue took a big breath, his eyes were blurred, and he reached out to wipe it, water?

No! It's tears!

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Nangong Ling Jue cried!

His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and he trembled, causing him to have trouble breathing, his mind was dizzy, there was a reason for excessive blood loss, and more importantly, he hated himself!

His lower lip had been bitten out of blood, and it seemed that only the pain in his body could relieve the pain in the depths of his heart!

However, where is the pain in the body worth 1/10,000th of the pain in the heart!

"Take care of her. Spit out a sentence with difficulty, Nangong Ling Jue turned around, and seemed to rush out to escape!