The Jiang family is also an old family in the empire, but with Jiang Liran's serious injury, his ability has degraded, Jiang Luohui has been marginalized, and the Jiang family is gradually declining.

Gu Yi followed Feng Zeyu to Jiang's house and found that Jiang's house was very deserted, and only Jiang Ming was guarding Jiang Liran's bed at this time.

It seems that as rumored, Jiang Liran's sister and brother were ostracized and treated coldly in the Jiang family.

"Ah Yu."

Jiang Ming stood up, as if the lost child saw his parents, and the sadness and confusion he endured were about to overflow from his eyes.

"What did the doctor say?"

"They didn't say anything."

After using the best restoratives, everyone shook their heads and left.

In fact, everyone knows that the only way to collapse is to wait for death.

"How's Liran doing?"

Wang Minghao rushed in, his breathing was a little short, and his eager gaze fell on the bed.

"Didn't anyone from the Jiang family come??" Feng Zeyu's voice was cold.

"Uncle has just come." When it came to the Jiang family, Jiang Ming looked indifferent.

"Ayu, what should I do? She's so brave and so strong, I never thought she'd ......"

Jiang Ming's tears finally fell, wetting the sheets.

Feng Zeyu stretched out his hand and pressed on Jiang Ming's shoulder, but did not speak, and now any comfort was pale and weak.

Gu Yi approached the bed and saw Jiang Liran's bright face with a layer of ashen.

The first time he saw Jiang Liran, he realized that something was wrong, and thought about studying it in detail, but Jiang Liran had always shown strength, confidence, and vitality, not at all like a person who fell from a master of ability.

After that, I forgot about it in a hurry.

Gu Yi lifted the quilt and pulled Jiang Liran's hand.

Jiang Ming was now like an injured trapped beast, and said angrily: "Gu Yi, what are you doing?" ”

Now Jiang Liran is his untouchable reverse scale.

Feng Zeyu patted Jiang Ming soothingly, "Let Xiao Yi take a look, maybe there will be a way." ”

Jiang Ming looked up at Feng Zeyu suddenly, his eyes flashing with hope, stubbornly waiting for an answer.

"He ......"

Feng Zeyu faced such a gaze, and the words of comfort were stuck.

Gu Yi pressed on Jiang Liran's pulse, his brows frowned, and the beating under his fingers was intermittent, as if the oil was running out and the lamp was dry.

Look up and meet three pairs of hopeful eyes.

"There is salvation."

Gu Yi grinned.

"Really?"

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and instantly dimmed again, everyone gave up, how could Gu Yi have a way.

"Believe Xiao Yi, he said that if there is salvation, there will be salvation."

Feng Zeyu's eyes were full of trust.

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment and turned his gaze away, in this human world, if there is someone who protects him wholeheartedly and trusts him, it must be Feng Zeyu.

"She's dangerous right now, and I need tools and herbs to help." Gu Yi said.

"If you need anything, I'll find it now." Wang Minghao was even more excited.

"No, I'll just let Duoduo send it."

Gu Yi immediately connected with Duoduo and explained.

In this world, all kinds of herbs have long been extinct, and medical treatment is so developed, so he has been deliberately forgotten.

It wasn't until he saw a plant similar to wormwood in the garden of Jingyueju that Gu Yi realized that his TCM skills might still be useful.

Thinking of the miserable situation of helping Yin Yang back then, Gu Yi secretly rejoiced, in order to live up to the hard work of being beaten by the acupuncture points all night, he picked up his acupuncture skills.

His current strength is no longer the same, maybe he can help Jiang Liran recover some strength.