"What do you say, attacked here." The masked man, his eyes locked on the blade, his eyes narrowed slightly, shining brightly, cold, spread his hands, and said with some anger, "You leave it to me, I'll investigate." ”

The subordinates who appeared at the moment of life and death must be very trusted by Yun Hongluo, Qi Qi didn't think about it, put the blade in his palm, and instructed, don't let him hurt Xianjun. ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he nodded.

Pushing open the door, gently closing it, I raised my eyes and saw a man in a green shirt, smiling politely at himself.

"Hello, I'm Xianjun's doctor, Yun Lanying." The magnetic voice is stable, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

She immediately smiled back, "Hello, I'm a friend of Xianjun, Qiqi"

Walking softly to the bed, she whispered, "How is he?" Is the vein damaged? ”

"Lingmai is fine, but the injury is more serious and needs to be bed rest for a few days." Carefully examining Qiqi's face, he found that it was indeed very similar to Chen Anran's eyebrows.

Yun Hongluo and Chen Anran have been together for so long, and they will never admit their mistakes, but why Qiqi never mentioned this name is a little intriguing.

"It's good that the spiritual veins aren't destroyed." Qiqi put down the big stone in his heart, his eyebrows soothed, and he said happily, "Thank you for saving him, your medical skills must be the best in the world." ”

"Don't dare to be, it's all because Xianjun has good physical fitness." Yun Lanying's angular face opened a smile, "I don't know if Miss Qiqi is willing to stay and take care of Xianjun for a few days." With you, he will be in a better mood, and his condition will be better as soon as he is in a good mood. ”

Qiqi suddenly thought of Yun Hongluo's words like a spring breeze before leaving, "Thank you, Qiqi, it's a pleasure to be with you." He blinked his eyes and said directly, "No problem." ”

"I'll go get the boiled decoction for Xianjun, and you sit here for a while."

"Okay."

Seeing Yun Lanying leave, Qi Qi sat down and took a good look at Yun Hongluo who was sleeping. Caused by excessive blood loss, her pale face made her heart tremble slightly.

Under the thick sword eyebrows, the starry eyes are tightly closed, the curly and slender eyelashes cast shadows on the white skin, the high bridge of the nose emits a slight breathing sound, and the jelly-thin lips are still like maple.

Even if you are sick, there is a morbid beauty that makes you want to protect.

The black hair, which is not bound by the silver crown, is soft and clings to the crescent-white undershirt, which is more fairy than the usual short-haired image.

She straightened out the thin quilt, the temperature in the underworld was relatively low, and she was afraid that it would be more difficult for him to be injured and frozen, and she was full of anger because she was wearing less, and now she felt a little cold.

She sat down in her chair and gently moved her limbs to get them moving.

"Why are you wearing so little?" The voice of concern came from the bed, and Yun Hongluo's wet eyes like a fawn stared at her tightly and slowly got up.

"Originally, I wanted to see you and go back to sleep, so I thought it was troublesome to change clothes, and it was easier to wear." Qiqi explained to him while gently helping him up.

Yun Hongluo smiled helplessly, pulled down a shirt from the bed and draped it over her, "It seems that I will prepare some girls' clothes in the future." ”

"Hahahaha," Qiqi felt funny at the thought that there would be girls' clothes in this house, and hurriedly refused, "No need, I'm afraid of heat and cold." ”