Zhu Rong's face was flushed abnormally, large drops of sweat oozed from his nose, and his breathing was unusually heavy.

Zhu Yue was sitting on the side, wiping the sweat on her brother's forehead with a handkerchief, her face was also very bad, the corners of her eyes were red, and tears kept flowing from the girl's eyes.

"This is ......" Zhu Luan looked at the brother and sister in front of him, and his face became solemn.

Worst-case scenario.

"When I found out, the eldest young master was like this." Mrs. Chen said on the side, "When I came to deliver the meal, I found that the eldest young master had walked out of the secret room for some reason, and the secret passage was open, and the eldest young master fell at the entrance of the secret passage. Mrs. Chen wiped away a handful of tears.

"I'm sorry, grandma." Suddenly, a young man's faint voice came from the bed, "It's me who didn't hold back and wanted to take a look at the outside world before I died." ”

Zhu Rong lay on the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the old lady Bai beside the bed, and said panting.

The young man's voice was calm, but his words contained the feelings and longings that had been suppressed for a long time, and they were so strong that they were suffocating.

"There's no need to apologize, no one can blame you." is as tough as a white old lady, and she can't help but reddened her eyes when she hears this.

Although it was his willfulness that led to the current scene, as an ordinary person in good health, who is qualified to blame him? The longing of a teenager who has lived underground since birth and does not see the light of day is simply not understood by other people.

"So you want to kill yourself just to see the world, right?" Just as he was saying that no one was qualified to blame him, Zhu Luan, who was standing on the side, suddenly said coldly.

The originally warm atmosphere was broken in an instant and became awkward.

"Miss Nine, how can you say that? Isn't the life of the young master and young lady bitter enough? Mrs. Chen asked incredulously.

"There are still many soldiers outside who are fighting bloodily to protect him," Zhu Luan turned his head to look at Mrs. Chen, "And I said before that I would cure him, as long as he is cured, the outside world will see how it wants." ”

"It's not ......," Mrs. Chen muttered.

It's not because no one completely believes you, Mrs. Chen thought secretly in her heart.

"Because I didn't believe you could heal me." Zhu Rong, who was lying on the bed, said. The face that had been cold to Zhu Luan showed a rare trace of embarrassment at this time.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to come back." The young man said in a loud voice, "I'm sorry, I heard what happened outside. ”

Although he still didn't believe her, he still felt some comfort to see her appear here at this moment.

There are also some doubts.

Is she so confident that she can heal herself?

Zhu Rong can indeed feel the changes in his body these days, otherwise he would not be unable to suppress the desire in his heart, feeling that his current state, if he is exposed to the sun, there will probably be no major incidents, so he secretly walked out of the secret passage while his sister was resting.

But I didn't expect it to cause the current catastrophe.

He was pleasantly surprised by the moment the sun hit him, but then he heard a piercing scream, and he saw a strange little girl looking at him in horror.

She grabbed the stone at hand and threw it at him, screaming as she smashed, "There are ghosts! ”

A sharp tingling pain ran from his skin and went straight into his heart, and then he felt the world spin and fainted.

Recalling the previous scene, Zhu Rong's face turned pale.

Zhu Luan frowned, stepped forward and pinched Zhu Rong's vein, felt it for a while, and then grabbed Zhu Yue's vein and examined it carefully.

"How?" Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Chen asked nervously on the side.

Zhu Luan's chest rose and fell a few times, a tingling pain flashed in her eyes, and she put down Zhu Yue's wrist.

"My cousin is fine, as long as I pull out the poison again according to the previous arrangement, I will slowly recover." Zhu Luan said.

Mrs. Chen breathed a sigh of relief and chanted the Buddha repeatedly.

But there was no trace of joy on Old Taijun Bai's face, she stared at Zhu Luan's face tightly, and asked, "What about Rong'er?" How is Rong'er? ”

Zhu Luan looked a little hesitant, she stared at her palm, was silent for a while, and said, "Cousin, he's probably hopeless." ”

Old White Taijun looked at the girl in front of her in a daze.

Everyone present froze.

"What did you say?" Old Lady Bai asked blankly, as if she didn't believe her ears.

"The previous two pulls out the poison originally stimulated the originally dormant Zi Gu, so before the third pull-out of the poison, you have to absolutely recuperate, just like boiling a frog in warm water, and slowly boil the Zi Gu to death, then this level is over." Zhu Luan said slowly, "Originally, the success rate was only fifty percent, as long as Zi Gu completely woke up before being boiled to death by the medicinal power, that person would not be able to pass this level." ”

"And because my cousin was stimulated before, the Zi Gu in his body has completely awakened and begun to resist the medicinal power, and the medicine he gave before can't boil it to death," Zhu Luan looked at Zhu Rong regretfully, "Zi Gu has begun to further erode his body, and his body is already weak," she paused, "It is estimated that it will not survive for three days." ”

After the girl finished speaking, the room was as dead as silence.

It was immediately broken by another girl's roar.

"What do you say! You said you could cure him! Zhu Yue, who had been silent beside her, suddenly jumped up, grabbed Zhu Luan's neck, and pushed her to the bed.

"Miss!" Yuying screamed on the side, and rushed forward to grab Zhu Yue's hand, "You crazy woman, what are you doing?" Let go of my young lady! ”

Zhu Yue's hand wrapped around Zhu Luan's slender neck, trembling but holding on like iron tongs.

Click, click.

The girl's tears fell on Zhu Luan's face one by one.

Zhu Luan blinked and looked at the girl above.

Her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse, looking at herself and roaring hysterically, "Why am I the only one who is fine?" I don't want you to heal me! I want you to give me back my big brother! ”

Zhu Yue yelled as if he had lost his mind.

"Give me back my baby!" In a trance, a woman's mournful roar echoed in Zhu Luan's ears, making her tremble uncontrollably.

She seems to have seen such a scene before.

A feeling of suffocation floated from his chest, and Zhu Luan gasped with difficulty.

Zhu Luan tilted his head slightly, looking at the young man on the bed with complicated eyes, and the expression on his face was very complicated, as if he was making a choice.

"Six girls, it's not the fault of the nine girls, you let her go." There was an old voice from the old lady Bai next to him.

Zhu Yue's hand holding Zhu Luan's neck loosened.

"Grandma, sixth sister, I'm fine, it's my own doing." Zhu Rong lay on the bed, sighed, and said to Zhu Yue and Bai Lao Taijun with a smile.

Zhu Yue let go of Zhu Luan, fell to the side like a loss of strength, and covered his face silently and cried.

Zhu Luan sat up, looked at Bai Lao Taijun and was about to speak, when suddenly Bai Lao Taijun put the dragon head crutch in his hand on the ground, landed on his knees, faced Zhu Luan, his palms were close to the ground, and his forehead was close to the back of his hand, and he saluted her.

Zhu Luan was stunned.

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