"I'm glad I came." Nan Yuchen's voice sounded again, wrapping Fu Ruolan inside like fine silk, making her feel extra comfortable and gentle.

Fu Ruolan didn't speak, but her heart was the same as Spiegel.

She understood that thanks to Nan Yuchen's arrival, otherwise, she would probably be seriously injured even if she didn't die.

Nan Yuchen also guessed that he couldn't get Fu Ruolan's response, but even so, his heart was full.

"Hmm." Fu Ruolan snorted lightly, which was regarded as approving Nan Yuchen's words.

Nan Yuchen was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head slightly in disbelief, wanting to see Fu Ruolan's expression clearly.

"I'm glad you're here, too." Fu Ruolan plucked up the courage to say this sentence in her heart.

At this moment, all misunderstandings and misunderstandings dissipated like smoke.

Nan Yuchen couldn't believe that Fu Ruolan had forgiven herself, and her hands trembled a little to touch Fu Ruolan's hand.

Fu Ruolan didn't hide, Nan Yuchen caught it.

The two hands were clasped tightly, and even if the two of them didn't say anything, they could understand each other's thoughts.

The two of them didn't notice that not far behind them, Wen Mingxu was staring at the two of them's clasped hands for a long time.

At this moment, Wen Mingxu's figure seemed so lonely and helpless.

He heard that Fu Ruolan had been attacked by assassins, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment and ran over.

But what he saw was only a scene of Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen falling in love with each other, and he seemed so redundant.

Wen Mingxu couldn't help but think in his heart, if Nan Yuchen hadn't appeared, if the person who saved Fu Ruolan today was himself, would the situation be very different from now.

The fist was clenched, and the fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh of the palm. Wen Mingxu didn't feel a trace of pain, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes in addition to loneliness.

"Doctor Wen, why are you here, the emperor will be here in a while." The eunuch saw Wen Mingxu standing motionless in the courtyard, so he called out.

Wen Mingxu, who came back to his senses, realized that he had lost his temper, he nodded and walked forward.

Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen got Menghua into the room together, although Menghua was only dizzy, it was estimated that he would have to sleep for a day before he could wake up.

Nan Yuchen pulled the assassin out again and sent someone to guard it.

It was not dark at this time, and it was impossible for the emperor to come, and they were all guards.

Before handing over the assassin to the guards, Fu Ruolan had already checked the assassin's side, and there was nothing on him that could prove his identity.

In this regard, it is also in Fu Ruolan's opinion.

Usually Deadpool doesn't wear anything that can prove his identity, and if anyone does, it means that he is not a qualified Deadpool.

In the second half of the night, there was nothing to do, and Nan Yuchen guarded Fu Ruolan all night.

Since Fu Ruolan forgave Nan Yuchen, Nan Yuchen felt that the starry sky tonight was really extraordinarily beautiful.

I've been tossing for so long, but I'm also tired.

Nan Yuchen slowly fell asleep on the soft collapse not far from Fu Ruolan, and when he woke up, it was already dawn.

This night, Fu Ruolan slept very soundly. When she woke up in the morning, she felt like a gaze had been staring at her.

She instinctively followed her gaze and found that Nan Yuchen was looking at herself gently on the soft couch not far away.

Immediately, Fu Ruolan felt that her face was extremely red, and she turned over to prevent Nan Yuchen from seeing her face.

But even so, Fu Ruolan felt that her gaze did not move away, and she felt very uncomfortable.

At this time, she couldn't sleep anymore if she wanted to continue sleeping, so Fu Ruolan simply got up directly.

Nan Yuchen saw that Fu Ruolan got up directly, and he also got up.

"Ruolan, don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Nan Yuchen asked with concern, for fear that Fu Ruolan would not rest well.

Fu Ruolan thought in her heart, you have been staring at me, how can I still sleep.

But I thought so in my heart, but I didn't say it.

"I want to go and see the prince's situation, the prince's plague is not cured, and I still can't let go." Fu Ruolan is also telling the truth, she wants to cure the prince as soon as possible, so as to get rid of the big stone in her heart.

Hearing this, Nan Yuchen said that he would go with Fu Ruolan.

Fu Ruolan did not refuse, after the two of them washed up briefly, they ate the breakfast sent by the little palace maid and went to the palace where the prince was.

Today, I took the pulse of the prince, and the pulse was still the same as before.

It's just that Fu Ruolan found a pattern, the prince's body temperature seems to be slightly lower every morning than at other times.

She hurriedly made notes, trying to find something more.

Nan Yuchen saw Fu Ruolan's serious appearance, and he didn't dare to disturb him.

When Fu Ruolan's diagnosis and treatment were all over, Nan Yuchen dared to speak.

"How long has the prince been like this?"

"It's been four days." Fu Ruolan replied.

Nan Yuchen was shocked when he heard this, this half-grown child has been in a coma for four days, and his body temperature has not dropped, if he wants to wake up, wouldn't it be difficult to cure the plague.

No wonder I saw that even Fu Ruolan, who was skilled in medicine, began to worry, and she might have given up as someone else.

"I have heard that you have cured the plague of the country of Uzhi." Nan Yuchen said.

Fu Ruolan knew what Nan Yuchen wanted to say, and she said truthfully: "The symptoms of the plague in other people are relatively mild, and it is relatively easy to find a way to cure them."

"Hmm......" Nan Yuchen saw Fu Ruolan's worried appearance, and also wanted to help.

But he didn't know how to heal, and he was powerless.

Suddenly, Nan Yuchen thought of a situation, so he asked, "Ruolan, is it true that people who have had the plague will not get the plague again?"

Fu Ruolan was a little stunned when Nan Yuchen asked her like this. She really didn't know if people who had the plague wouldn't have it again, but as things stood still, they hadn't relapsed.

"I don't know......" Fu Ruolan didn't dare to admit what she wasn't sure about.

Nan Yuchen said his thoughts: "Ruolan, listen to my thoughts. Not necessarily, just listen to it. ”

"Hmm." Fu Ruolan looked at Nan Yuchen with some expectation in her heart.

"I've heard that people who have chickenpox won't get it again in this life, so I wonder if people who have had the plague won't get the plague again in this life." Nan Yuchen pondered his words and said, "If this is really the case, compared to the blood in the body of a person who has had a certain disease, the blood is different from others, maybe this blood is the antidote?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Fu Ruolan stunned in place, he wondered if he was talking nonsense and saying something wrong, and hurriedly added: "I'm just guessing, let me tell me, just listen to it."

Fu Ruolan's eyes as she looked at Nan Yuchen changed from doubt to surprise, and finally to reverence.

She said excitedly: "Nan Yuchen, this method may work!"