Xiao Lu Ying hurriedly followed, he was very smart, and he had already sensed that something was wrong when his mind turned, knowing that An Miao was regarded as a bird, he held the medicine box, turned his head and glanced at Dao Chang viciously.

The little Taoist didn't see it, shook the banner in his hand, and smiled slyly.

This person is really bad, even his sister is pitted, Lu Ying muttered in her heart, pouted and stayed by An Miao's side, and at the same time moved her fingers slightly, and quietly opened a gap in the medicine box, which was filled with all kinds of convenient and useful medicinal powders, if Feng Surou was in trouble, he could take it out at any time, and sprinkle her a little poisonous powder flying dust.

An Miao really didn't notice that the child was far beyond this age's vigilance, she lifted the layers of veils, and finally saw the woman hiding on the innermost bed, and the woman who was half-lying on the bed, dressed in an aqua blue palace dress, with her face covered.

Hearing the sound of small footsteps, Feng Surou slowly turned her head, her whole face was veiled, and she couldn't see the slightest expression, An Miao could only detect her gaze sweeping back and forth over her body.

Feng Surou looked at her for a while, and suddenly asked:

"Your face.... What is it for? ”

"Back to Miss's words." An Miao's head hung lower, and the hair on her temples almost covered her eyes, "I only hurt my face when I was a child, and because it was too scary, I kept covering my face." ”

"Hurt?" Feng Surou chuckled, and there was an inexplicable hint of mockery in her tone, "Would you like to take off the veil and show it to this palace, to what extent can the injury on your face hurt?" ”

Her gaze suddenly became resentful, and it landed on An Miao's body fixedly, startling Lu Ying who caught a glimpse, and almost shook her hand, and the dosing powder was directly sprinkled.

Fortunately, An Miao replied in time, her voice was low and soft, and she crossed her heart with emptiness, which made Lu Ying's worried heart calm down.

The child wiped a handful of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and silently hid behind An Miao, not that he was afraid of Feng Surou, but he was worried that his psychological quality was not enough for a while, and there was no way to do it, so he would hurt people.

"I've been a habit of masking my face since I was a child, and please don't embarrass Miss, I'm just a grass farmer, and it's not worth it for Miss to see hurt her eyes."

Feng Surou snorted coldly, and she didn't know if she was stimulated by that sentence, a trace of resentment appeared on her face, her fingers unconsciously closed, and she almost clenched her fists.

Hurt your eyes?

I wonder what other people will think when they see her face?

Feng Surou gritted her teeth, and suddenly as if she was crazy, she tore off all the veils covering her face, grinned, and asked with a smile: "I don't know that in the eyes of your doctors, I'm like this... What is it? ”

What kind of face is that?

Maybe it can't be called a face, the original fair and delicate face is replaced by entangled flesh and blood, and you can see the scratches on the nails on the few remaining pieces of intact skin around it, which no longer makes people associate with the beautiful and unparalleled Concubine Rou in the palace before.

Rao is An Miao, she was stunned for a moment, she was stared at by the two blood holes that should be the position of the eyes, and the viciousness in them made An Miao a little frightened. 120

She knew what the bottle of ointment did, but it was a bit more than she expected to do to this extent.

"This shouldn't be poisoning." An Miao quickly adjusted her mood, the fingers hidden in her sleeves twitched slightly, she took a step forward, approached Feng Surou's face and looked at it seriously for a while, "It's like a reaction to the clash of medicinal properties, I don't know if Miss can let someone give me a copy of all the medicines she has taken during this period of illness." ”

This was the first person to see her face, but there was no reaction in the slightest, Feng Surou was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you afraid?" See my face now. ”

"I'm a doctor, and you, my son, are just a patient." An Miao took the medicine box from Lu Sheng's hand, and found the pulse pillow from those bottles and jars, "Miss Feng, I won't say anything superfluous, I can only say that I did my best with your face." ”

Feng Surou was silent for a while, looking at the pulse pillow that An Miao had put on the side of the bed, and she didn't mean to stretch out her hand, and suddenly changed her words, "Is there no way to recover my face?" ”

"It's already good luck to be able to save a life, Miss Feng, I can only say that I will do my best."

Her words were straightforward enough, but Feng Surou didn't mean to go crazy, all her energy seemed to be drained clean, and at this time she could finally go out without a veil, she sat in place, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

There's no going back, and there's no doctor who can help her get back to her original appearance.

Relying on this face as if she had been swallowed by a swamp, she would never be able to return to Murong Che's side in her life, let alone regain his heart, it was simply impossible.

She could no longer defeat An Miao, she could only be like a loser, and she would be silent forever.

"Oh, Miss's face is not like being eaten?"

Suddenly, a ridiculous voice came, Feng Surou's eyes widened instantly, and she subconsciously looked behind An Miao, where a handsome-looking Taoist stood at some point, she screamed, quickly grabbed the veil and put it on her face, and shouted with a roar in her mouth:

"Get out! Get out of here! For those who let you come, let me go! ”

She was screaming and going crazy here, but An Miao was in her heart, what did this little Taoist chief say just now, Feng Surou's face was "eaten" like this, how did he see it?

When an ordinary doctor sees it, he will only think that it is poisoning or other problems, how can he use this word?

Could it be that this little Taoist has discovered something?

An Miao frowned, still silent on the surface, but in fact, in her heart, she had already marked the key number of serious treatment for this chief.

The little Taoist didn't care about Feng Surou's shouting, he was still laughing, so he smiled and came to An Miao's side, pointed to Feng Surou's face and said: "Girl, don't you wonder why I use the word eat, I've been idle for so many years, and I've really seen this kind of thing again, it's a small insect, black, very hard, it's down to the body, it can devour flesh and blood, and it can be eaten from the inside." ”

"Miss Kefeng's this, it wasn't attacked internally."

"Yes, this worm must be a rare genius, can be changed to this extent, if I wasn't curious about things before, I know a little more, I really can't see it."