Chapter 332: No image to speak of
If the strength of the eagle is not very powerful for her, then the Han Zhu is enough to send her to the Yellow Spring, plus Mu Qinglian is eager to save her brother, she will definitely go to Gu Qian'er, Yuwen Haoran took a fancy to the grievances between them, so he borrowed Mu Qinglian's hand to add fire.
By the time Mu Qinglian reacted, there was no trace of the person in front of the door.
The head of the medicine god is powerless to save his brother, is what that person said credible? Raising her eyes and glancing at the bright moon that was half covered by the clouds, Mu Qinglian was a little hesitant in her heart, she blamed Gu Qian'er, if it weren't for her, her brother wouldn't be like this!
But now that she is injured, if she wants to go and fetch the Nedan of Hanji, I am afraid that it will not work, then the only way is to ask her to hand over the candy......
Thinking of this, Mu Qinglian shook her head again and again, she is the mother of the candy, she will definitely not hand over the candy honestly, her eyes fell on the unconscious Mu Jiuge, her heart was very anxious, her brother's body couldn't be dragged on any longer, the more she dragged it, the more uneasy she became!
As long as she thought that Nedan who had taken the pestle or candy could save her brother, Mu Qinglian was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night, rather than sit back and wait for death like this, it was better to believe that disciple's words, not to mention...... She didn't know him, so he didn't have to lie to her, right?
As soon as the sky was bright, Mu Qinglian rode the flying crane to Xiangning Hall with a heavy heart.
In the past few days, I have been taking care of my brother, and I haven't seen Yuan Qing's shadow, so I went to Yuan Qing's room before going to find Gu Qian'er.
At this time, Yuan Qing would have expected that she would run up, there was some bloodstained gauze on the table, and there was not much good meat on her two knees, which was bloody and shocking.
After hearing the knock on the door, Yuan Qing responded in a panic [Wait a minute], but he grabbed the blood-stained gauze in his hands and looked around for a place to hide, because the action was too big, and he didn't know where to stuff the gauze for a while, and the headless flies were scurrying around the room.
His knee hit the stool, and he broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain, and he didn't dare to scream.
Mu Qinglian frowned, she could understand that a person who had just gotten up needed to get dressed or something, but it was very cold outside, and after standing for a while, her feet began to tremble, and she gently patted the door, "What are you doing?" I'm in, huh? β
"Uh...... That ......" Yuan Qing endured the sharp pain in his knees, anxious like ants on a hot pot, where to hide?
But Mu Qinglian, who was waiting outside the house, didn't have so much time for him to think, and the next second he pushed the door open, and glanced at Yuan Qing, who was facing away from her, "Aren't the clothes ready?" And keep me waiting so long! β
It was also at this time that Yuan Qing casually stuffed those gauze into his stomach, and he arched slightly to look like a pregnant woman.
His eyes fell on the bottle of medicine for trauma on the table, and he frowned slightly and looked at him, "Are you hurt?" What are you doing here? β
"Hehe......" Yuan Qing pressed the gauze hidden in his clothes to make it look less convex, "No! This medicine ...... It's for Gu Qian'er! You also know that she is injured-" As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed the medicine bottle, but before he could stop it, he was dragged by Mu Qinglian.
"Really? That's for me! I'll send it to her laterβ"
"Uh......" Yuan Qing barely pulled out a smile, "Why did you remember to come up?" Mu Jiuge, he ......"
Because Yuan Qing injured his knees, his legs couldn't be straightened, and there were things hidden in his clothes, he ...... The whole person looked like an old man in his seventies and eighties, hunched over and standing in front of Mu Qinglian, without any image at all.