Listen to the truth in his voice.

He was slightly stunned.

"Master Mo, it's you, how is Mr. Jiang? Her hand is so badly injured that she won't be able to write with a pen in the future, draw or cook. Zheng Cong suddenly came up and asked a series of questions.

Mo Yang didn't know what to say for a while?

No matter how superb the imperial doctor's medical skills are.

Jiang Tian's hands don't want to say that he will write with a pen in the future, and he probably doesn't have the strength to hold clothes.

One of her hands is a wasted pair.

What did he want to say to Jiang Tian about these words?

How to talk to Zheng Cong.

Regardless of whether Zheng Cong was meticulous or not, at this moment, Mo Yang could also feel that he was really worried about Jiang Tian in his heart.

In the end, he didn't say anything.

Just reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Zheng Cong suddenly distanced himself from him and scolded angrily at the sky: "Why! God, why did you do this to Mr. Jiang! Why do this to her! She didn't do anything wrong! Why did you want her to come to Qingxuan and let her suffer all this......"

Mo Yang saw that his emotions were so out of control, and he just wanted to walk over and comfort him.

Zheng Cong rushed out of the palace gate like crazy.

Worried that something would happen to him, Mo Yang asked Xiao Ding to follow him quickly.

After a day and a night, Jiang Tian slowly opened his eyes.

When I saw everything I was familiar with, I knew I was back in my room.

"Jiang Tian, don't move, otherwise the wound will collapse, I'll go and ask Imperial Doctor Yu to come over." The leaves hid the sadness in their eyes.

After saying this, he left the house quickly, and did not leave the courtyard yet.

Tears can no longer be held.

gushing down.

What is she going to say to Jiang Tian.

How to tell her that in the future, her slender and slender hands will become ornaments, not to mention writing and drawing with a pen in the future, and she will not even have the strength to take out a handkerchief with her hand.

Jiang Tian likes to draw so much, loves books so much, and likes to cook and eat so much.

How did the hand go away......

Whining......

Jiang Tian was alone in the house.

I still feel a lot of pain in my body.

She wanted to sit up.

When I started my hands, I found that my fingers hurt tightly.

I didn't dare to push harder.

When Imperial Physician Yu followed Ye Zi into the house, he saw Jiang Tian stretching out his palm and looking fascinated.

He also thought that Ye Zi had informed her of the situation of her hand.

He comforted her a few words.

"It's okay, Miss Jiang, you can't write a script in the future, you can also tell people to help you write it down, you can ask Ye Zi to help you put on the clothes, and you don't have to cook the dishes yourself...... As for drawing, you probably have to give up for the time being......"

Ye Zi just went to the next room to get medicine.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard what Imperial Doctor Yu said.

She was about to remind him to shut up, but Jiang Tian had already come to his senses.

Her eyes widened and she was shocked.

"Doctor Yu, what did you say? My hands, hands. ”

Seeing this, Imperial Physician Yu hurriedly turned his head to look at the anxious leaves.

Realize that you are saying the wrong thing.

He hurriedly changed the subject.

"Imperial Doctor Yu, I want to listen to the truth! What's wrong with my hands! You're talking! Why don't I have any strength in my hands, tell me quickly! Doctor Yu! ”

Mo Yang received the news that Jiang Tian had woken up, and rushed towards this side excitedly.

When I entered the house, I happened to hear Jiang Tian asking Imperial Doctor Yu this.

He immediately stood still.

Neither is it pushing.

Just as he hesitated.

Zheng Cong rushed to the house with a quick step.

Kneel down in front of Jiang Tian, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I couldn't help, if I came back earlier, your hand wouldn't be like this, I, I ......"

Without saying a word, Mo Yang had already entered the house, and he motioned for Jia to take Zheng Cong and them all out.

Jiang Tian'er was so badly injured today that he couldn't get rid of him.

It's that he's not good.

His fault.

If it weren't for him, Jiang Tian's hand wouldn't have been wasted like this.

"Jiang Tian, what I'm saying now, you probably won't be able to accept it for a while, but I hope you listen to it." Mo Yang did not hide it, and explained the condition of her body and the extent of the damage to her hand one by one.

"......" was beyond his expectations, after Jiang Tian heard him say this.

No crying, no hysteria.

I didn't say anything to insult anyone.

She lay still, staring at the curtain above her head.

The tears in his eyes fluctuated, but they didn't fall.

Her forbearant appearance fell in Mo Yang's eyes.

I only feel like a thousand arrows piercing my heart.

Finally, he couldn't help it, "Jiang Tian, I'm sorry." ”

After saying that, he was already in tears.

Hearing his cry, Jiang Tian was unusually calm.

“…… Mo Yang, I don't blame anyone for this, you go out! I want to be quiet. ”

Wait for him to leave.

Jiang Tian remembered that he would never be able to draw with a pen again.

Tears all over his face.

Why do this to her!

Why!

She won't be able to draw anymore, so what's the point of living?

She doesn't want to stay in this world anymore.

She's leaving.

Right!

If you die, you should be able to return to the real world......

A loud thud was heard.

Mo Yang and the others rushed into the house quickly.

I saw Jiang Tian lying on the ground weakly.

She slapped her hand the ground.

"Obviously, my hand is still scepty, and it hurts to shoot it, why! Why do you say that my hand is useless, my hand is fine......"

Jiang Tian exerted his strength again, and the bright red blood soaked the wet gauze.

Drops of blood fell between the fingers.

Halo into a series of blood flowers.

"Jiang Tian, don't practice yourself anymore. Jiang Tian. ”

Ye Zi knew that she was uncomfortable, and quickly stopped her from self-harm, "Jiang Tian, I will be your hand in the future, I can learn if I can't write, I can learn if I can't cook, and I will work hard to draw, Jiang Tian, don't scare me, Jiang Tian ......"

In the next few days, the whole Qiwang Mansion was shrouded in a sense of sadness.

Jiang Tian has not eaten or drunk for two days in a row.

No matter who came to talk to her, she didn't respond.

"Jiang Tian-" Jingkong didn't expect such a big thing to happen in the house.

Mo Yang only called someone to inform him today.

He was mentally prepared before he came.

But when I saw Jiang Tian, I couldn't accept it for a while.

"Jiang Tian. What happened to you? "In just one sentence, pour too much emotion into it.

Jingkong thought that he had been practicing Buddhism for so many years.

It should not be disturbed by the things of the world.

But it was because Jiang Tian couldn't help but cry for a while.

Mo Yang couldn't see such a scene.

I can only go out and wait.

"Jiang Tian, you can say something. I know you're uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable, cry out loud. It's okay if you can't draw, as long as you complete your mission, you can go home......" Jingkong said for a long time, but he didn't get half a response from Jiang Tian.

"Jiang Tian, don't be like this, you can say something! Jiang Tian—" Jingkong stepped forward and yelled.

Jiang Tian still ignored her.

Since she came to Qingxuan, she hasn't had a comfortable day.

Now the hand is still useless.

She couldn't paint anymore, and she didn't want to stay anymore.

I don't want to be involved with any of the characters in "Group Pet Queen" anymore.

She's going back!

She wanted to go home.

But she didn't know how to leave this fake and disgusting world......