Song Jin finished the things that she didn't have much at hand, and she was quiet around the halfway, and suddenly she was a little unaccustomed, but she couldn't say what she wasn't used to for the time being.

When she returned to the bedroom and saw the young man who was still lying on the bed frowning, she paused, and finally realized that something was wrong.

She was stuck everywhere before, and she did feel impatient at first, but I don't know when, she has long been used to it, and now she sees the young man lying sickly, and she looks weak even when she speaks, and she is a little uncomfortable.

It turns out that fellow villagers can also get sick.

However, with the proud and conceited character of the fellow, I am afraid that even if he is really sick, he is afraid that his face will be a "you are all weak chickens", and the people watching can't help but want to fight with him with a cold expression.

She went over and touched his forehead, thinking that she would be fine after drinking the medicine and sleeping, but she didn't expect it to be hotter than before.

She turned her head and asked Qingluan to bring a thermometer, and after taking the measurement, she saw that it was not a temperature that normal people could have at all, and there was even a trend of getting more and more serious, Qingluan became serious

"Your Highness, Your Royal Highness is burning too badly, simple medicine will not work at all, and if it continues like this, it is likely to cause unpredictable or even irreparable damage to the brain! You must hurry up and take His Highness down to see a doctor. ”

Song Jin is a fugitive, don't look at the king's reputation because of the royal family, he didn't send anyone to arrest her on the surface, but secretly, I'm afraid he won't let her go, and this is the royal city, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is the king's territory, if she suddenly appears, it will be easy to cause pursuit.

Although she is not afraid, she is always afraid of trouble.

The most important thing is that the doctors in the city are as good as those in the palace, especially the physique of the fellow is so special, Song Jin does not dare to bet, and if she wants to find the best, she will find the best, halfway to the palace, she suddenly remembered that the words of the queen and the doctor that she overheard last time suddenly frowned.

The doctor even dared to deceive the queen, she was not honest at a glance, and she didn't know medical skills, if the other party concealed any important information, she didn't know, if it caused the fellow to not get timely treatment and cerebral palsy

The fellow will definitely make a note of her in his heart again, and then take the trouble to accuse her.

Song Jin thought about it, and turned a corner halfway, the top nobles in the interstellar world were richer than the king and queen, and thinking that the family doctor would not be much worse than the one in the palace, she went straight to the S-level rich area, planning to grab a few doctors to come over.

The mecha landed in front of the gate of a manor.

Song Jin hugged the young man with his eyes closed, and let Qingluan follow them, the young man seemed to notice the abnormality, lying on her shoulder, waking up from deep tiredness, raising his eyes lazily, breathing with abnormal heat, his voice was weak and hoarse, "Reserved"

Song Jin patted him on the back, knowing what he meant, "It's okay, continue to sleep, your fever is too bad, I'll take you to see the doctor." ”

Having said that, I don't know how she got along with her fellow villagers when she was a child.

I also hope that the fellow, who is also seven years old now, can save him for the sake of the little dinosaur who is also seven years old and looks exactly like him.

Otherwise, she could only use violence and knock out the fellow inside and replace it with a little dinosaur, anyway, the two of them look exactly the same, and the young master of her own family is sick, and it is impossible for the servant not to care.

Song Jin walked inside, she was not very familiar with the terrain, and she was afraid of being discovered, so she walked very slowly, and she had to prevent her fellow villagers from falling down while walking.

The manor is heavily guarded, there are no less than a hundred robots patrolling alone, and this is not yet inside the manor.

Qingluan interfered with the signals of these robots in the back to prevent these robots from discovering their traces, and played a twelve-point spirit, and at the same time helped Song Jin search the specific location, so that he could not help but want to blow up the head of the fellow as he walked.

Song Jin turned a corner, looked at the three forks that suddenly appeared in front of him, and muttered angrily, "Is this because you are afraid that the thief will remember your beauty?" A place to live that is harder to get into than a prison, I really don't know what you think. ”

In the end, he bent the sickle out, and followed the breath of the little bent sickle, and quickly found Sophia's location.

Sophia stood under the tree in the garden in a flower dress, the emerald green skirt was obviously a very flowing fairy dress, very girly, but at this moment the skirt to the knees was uneven, as if someone was impatiently torn down.

Song Jin""

When she was seven years old, was she living so rough?

A good fairy dress, she felt that it was inconvenient to move, and she was torn in tatters, like an abused Cinderella.

At that time, Sophia was still that cold little girl.

Even if she has been in a relatively safe place for almost a month, the heaviness given to her by time will not fade so easily, but Song Jin still found that her face has regained some vivid breath, although it is not obvious, but it is indeed there.

I am afraid that it will not be long before the little girl who grew up eating honey, with round eyes and is very curious about everything, will come back.

But Song Jin's purpose this time was really not to find her.

She took a look, only to find that Sophia's head was up, and the fellow was sitting on a tree with her long legs bent slightly, looking at the book with a faint expression.

On the grass not far away, the little bent sickle is fighting with the little Buddha beads, like a child playing at home, you hook me, I tie you up, and then a knife and a bead are beating, the Buddha beads are wrapped around the knife, directly tied a dead knot, at this time the two weapons are rolling around on the ground, but they are inseparable.

“”

Song Jin is becoming more and more curious about what happened to these two children in less than a month.

"Come down." Sophia tilted her head and said coldly.

The boy glanced at her, "What are you doing down here?" Waiting to be beaten up by you again? ”

Sophia: "I won't fight you this time, I promise." ”

The boy didn't even lift his eyelids, turned a page of the book, and said in a flat tone, "Oh, that's what you told me last time. ”

Sophia's cold face hesitated for a moment, frowned, and said, "I didn't mean to do it last time, and you don't seem to be hurt."

The young man's faint eyes glanced at ten lines, turned another page of the book, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked at her sideways, and asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I am not injured?" Just because I climbed a tree? ”

"Isn't it?" Sophia hesitated.

The young man was silent for a while, then pointed to the mecha next to him, "I advise you to read more books and keep up with the times." ”