Chapter 631: What Old Wounds?
"Don't worry." Sang Li walked to the soft couch and sat down, and said while checking his pulse: "When Fu Ling came out of the trial ground, it was much more serious than this time. ”
"It's not as tricky as last time, but it's a bit of a hassle this time." After Sang Liang took the pulse, he frowned and said, "The old wound has not healed and a new wound has been added." ”
"Old wounds?" When Feng Zhuo heard this, he frowned and said, "What old injury?" ”
When Sang Li heard this, he was a little surprised: "You don't know? ”
"Agaro!" As soon as Feng Zhuo heard this, he knew that Agara had something to hide from him.
Agaluo, who was guarding outside the house, heard Feng Zhuo's voice and turned around and entered the house.
As soon as he entered the room and saw Feng Zhuo's cold eyes, he knew that the matter was known.
Agaluo didn't really want to hide it, but at this moment, Feng Zhuo suddenly knew, and Agaluo didn't know how to explain it.
"Feng Zhuo ......" Just when Agaro was in a stalemate and didn't know what to do, Fu Ling, who was lying on the soft couch, suddenly raised his hand and pulled Feng Zhuo's sleeve robe.
Feng Zhuo heard Fu Ling's voice, and hurriedly looked down at Fu Ling: "Ah Ling, how are you?" ”
Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo and shook his head slightly: "I'm fine, it's just a little uncomfortable, you can accompany me, let the eldest brother and them go to rest first." ”
"Don't worry." After listening to what Fu Ling said, Sang Li knew that Fu Ling had something to say to Feng Zhuo, and said, "I'll write you a prescription and ask someone to boil the medicine for you and drink it for seven days, and in these seven days, I will refine the healing pill for you." ”
After listening to this, Fu Ling looked at Sang Liang and smiled with difficulty: "Thank you......"
This time, Fu Ling was injured by that power and did not suffer multiple injuries, but the bad thing is that the previous injuries have not healed, and this injury is an injury on top of an injury.
Fu Ling's whole body was in pain at this time.
The pain was extremely strong, and after Fu Ling endured it for a while, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, his face began to turn white, and the whole person trembled slightly......
Seeing this scene, Sang Li hurriedly took out a pill from the space, looked at Fu Ling and said, "Pain Relief Pill, you take one first, don't endure it so strongly." ”
Fu Ling looked at the painkiller pill and nodded.
Seeing this, Feng Zhuo took it from Sang Li's hand and fed it to Fu Ling.
"Feng Zhuo, you accompany Fu Ling, and I'll write a prescription for people to boil medicine." After Sang Liang finished speaking, he got up and walked outside.
"Master." When Agaro saw Sangh go out, he shouted.
Feng Zhuo heard the voice and said indifferently: "You go out first, and then talk about what happened." ”
Hearing this, Agaro replied respectfully: "Yes." ”
As the words fell, Agara turned and walked out of the room, and after going out, closed the door of the room.
"Hmm......"
As soon as Agaro left, the Whisk let out a painful sound, and then shrank his body.
"Ah Ling......" Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling's appearance, feeling distressed, but he didn't know what to do.
The pain kept coming like a tide, and Fu Ling's consciousness was chaotic, and he couldn't hear what Feng Zhuo said at all.
After a quarter of an hour or so, the pain dissipated somewhat.
Fu Ling was lying on the soft couch, his face was covered with sweat, his face was pale and terrifying, and the whole person looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Feng Zhuo had been holding Fu Ling's hand tightly, and when he saw that Fu Ling had eased up, he hurriedly asked, "Ah Ling, are you better?" ”
"It's better...... "Fu Ling said, his voice a little hoarse.
When Feng Zhuo heard this, he was even more distressed.
Fu Ling pinched Feng Zhuo's fingers and asked softly, "Second brother...... What's going on? ”
When Feng Zhuo heard this, he hesitated and didn't answer immediately.