Gradually, Lu Jinhan's face returned to normal.

His violently undulating chest gradually returned to calm.

The cold sweat on his forehead had also faded a lot, and Rong Bo breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly brought a glass of warm water.

"Young master, drink some water."

Every time the blood curse attacked, he was very water-loving, and his appetite was amazingly large, I don't know if it was because of the poison in his body.

After taking a big gulp of water, Lu Jin Han's face slightly recovered some blood, and his breath returned to stability.

Rong Bo couldn't wait to ask, "Young Master, are you feeling better?" ”

"Well, it's better." He replied.

But it could be seen that there were still some fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Rong Bo put down the water cup in his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he heard Lu Jinhan ask, "What about her?" ”

She, naturally, refers to Song Yinyin.

"Miss Song got up early in the morning." Jung Bo replied.

Lu Jinhan twisted his eyebrows: "At Old Man Ji's birthday banquet last night, she had an accident and injured her right hand, why did she get up so early?" ”

"I see that Miss Song's hands seem to be much better, and she took the little master to art school with great interest just now, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

Hearing Uncle Rong's explanation, the expression on Lu Jinhan's face softened.

And every micro-expression on his face fell into Rong Bo's eyes one by one, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Seeing that the blood curse was about to attack, the young master didn't care about himself, but cared about Miss Song first, which shows that Miss Song is rooted in the young master's heart.

Hearing that his son went to art school, Lu Jinhan couldn't help but be stunned.

Oops, he actually forgot that today is the day of his son's report.

He couldn't help but curse, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

"I'm going to see Dabai at school."

Rong Bo hurriedly pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up.

"Young master, where is your body allowed to go to school to see the little master of Dabai, it's better to take care of yourself first and take care of it at home."

"I don't care."

As he spoke, he got up again.

Jung Bo pushed him back and sat down.

"Young master, don't be reckless, the poison of this blood curse is the most vicious, if there is any mistake, how can I explain it to the old lady?"

At this time, Rong Bo moved out the deceased old man and old lady, and tried many times.

His worried eyes roamed over Lu Jinhan, "Young Master, seeing that tomorrow is the night of the full moon, you and Miss Song...... Have you discussed it? ”

Lu Jinhan didn't speak, just twisted his eyebrows, thoughtful.

Looking at his expression, Rong Bo knew it in his heart.

It seems that the young master must not have discussed it with Miss Song.

Also, who can believe the blood curse? Who can understand? Even if you understand and believe it, you may not agree to help the young master detoxify.

After all, breaking a spell is an extremely dangerous thing, and the slightest carelessness can endanger the life of the person who solves the spell.

In addition, the young master is already an arrogant person, and he naturally can't say anything like asking for help.

Rong Bo was concerned about his little master, so he proposed: "Young master, why don't you ...... I'll discuss it with Miss Song, right? Perhaps, if I come forward, Miss Song is willing to be quiet and listen. ”

"No way!" Lu Jinhan suddenly became anxious.

Rong Bo didn't understand: "Young master, in fact, this kind of thing is nothing, I'm afraid that if you delay any longer, your body will ......"

"Okay, Rong Bo, if I say no, I can't!"

Lu Jin Hantie blushed and interrupted.