It's just that the moment he got up, his sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and his thin lips were pursed lightly.

In some dim light, Qian Jiao seemed to see that his pale face was a little paler.

She knew that Nan Fan must have pulled the wound when she was propping up.

Nan Fan sat up, then reached out and pulled Qian Jiao to the seat next to him to sit down, and before she could speak, his low and hoarse tired voice came from the direction above his head.

"Why didn't you get a good rest?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qian Jiao's wrist wrapped around the gauze, and his eyes fell on the blush exposed on the gauze, and there was a flash of distress.

"Doesn't it hurt?" As he spoke, he stretched out his gentle fingertips with thin calluses, and stroked them lightly twice.

Qian Jiao was softened by his eyes full of heart and distress for herself, she lowered her eyes and smiled, and when she looked up at him again, her eyes were full of concern and worry, she did not answer Nanfan's question, but asked: "Is your injury okay?" Did you get a wound just now, do you want me to help you take a look? ”

Qian Jiao's star-bright and pure eyes were full of concern for him, mixed with a touch of imperceptible distress, falling into Nanfan's eyes, which could soften his heart.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and gently squeezed Qian's delicate little hand, "I'm fine......"

looked at Qian Jiao's pale and weak face again, and a flash of self-blame flashed in his eyes, "...... It's me who didn't take good care of you. ”

Qian Jiao saw the self-blame in his eyes, and hurriedly shook her head, "It's not your fault." ”

If you want to blame, you can only blame the cunning and viciousness of the Yun family.

She reached out and took out a pill with high-concentration spiritual spring water from her backpack and stuffed it directly into Nanfan's thin lips.

Then he took out his water cup from his backpack, and was about to reach out and unscrew it, but Nanfan's big hand reached over in time.

Qian Jiao smiled and motioned for him to take a few more sips of water.

Nan Fan's eyes flickered, knowing that she was giving herself good things again, and for Qian Jiao's concern for herself, Nan Fan was in a good mood and drank a few more sips.

Before the two of them could say a few more words, Liu Zifeng's urging voice outside sounded.

"Jiaojiao, the team is about to leave, you get out of the car and follow me."

Although Qian Jiao still wanted to check Nanfan's wounds, she had to get up and get out of the car.

Qian Jiao, supported by Liu Zifeng, got out of the car, and then returned to their original car.

Qian Jiao's body was still weak, the car had just walked for a while, staggering, and she soon fell asleep against the car window.

Liu Zifeng took off his coat and draped it over her.

At night, the convoy stopped in a hotel in the city, and after dinner, Nan Fan went to the guest room to take a look at Qian Jiao, although his face was still sickly pale, but his whole person showed no more than a seriously wounded person who had been shot twice.

He didn't stay long, and when Qian Jiao asked him about his injury, he didn't say much, just glanced at her, made sure she had eaten, and urged her to go to bed early before going back to his room.

Qian Jiao, who was lying in the quilt, recalled the appearance that Nan Fan showed just now, if it weren't for Liu Zifeng saying that Nan Fan was injured before, if she hadn't seen him lying in the carriage with her own eyes, she was afraid that she would be deceived by his appearance.

The night is getting darker, and the early summer evening breeze has a hint of coolness.

It wasn't destined to be a quiet night.

Qian Jiao, who was asleep, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

Outside was Liu Zifeng's eager shout.

She was stunned for a moment, and before she had time to put on her coat, she went barefoot and opened the door.

"Jiaojiao, it's not good, you go and see Nanfan."

Before Qian Jiao could lose her mind, she was pulled out of the room by Liu Zifeng, walked through the corridor, and entered a guest room diagonally opposite.

There were a few people standing in the room, the leading Hou San had a heavy face, and the middle-aged man in a white coat was obviously a doctor, frowning and talking to Hou San.

Two soldiers in green straight military uniforms were suppressing left and right at this time, and Nanfan was struggling on the bed.

Qian Jiao's apricot eyes widened in surprise, and without waiting for Liu Zifeng's reaction, she had already strode to the bed.

On the messy bed, half of the quilt was thrown on the ground, and the remaining half was covered by Nanfan's struggling waist and abdomen.

The shirt was pulled above the ribs because of the struggle, and there were blood stains on the chest, which was rising and falling violently at this time.

Probably because of the pain, the green tendons on his neck bulged and pulled into a twisted shape.

His eyes were scarlet, his lips had been bitten with blood, and only a low, suppressed roar came from his throat.

Seeing Nan Fan's painful appearance, Qian Jiao's eyes widened in disbelief, and she reached out to cover her mouth, panic and panic made her heart throb for no reason.

The people in the room just glanced up, and Qian Jiao and Liu Zifeng, who broke in, returned to their previous state.

The doctor in the white coat continued to say to Hou San: "Their situation is the same, it can be seen that they are all poisoned by Gu, in my opinion, this Gu worm is a larva that will break eggs, it should enter their body not long after, but judging from the situation of their attack, this Gu is very domineering, I am afraid that it is not easy to solve the Gu, you still have to find the person who is under the Gu." ”

In the middle of the Gu again, Qian Jiao covered her mouth, her eyes fell on Nan Fan, who was still struggling, and her eyes were dyed with a touch of distress.

The sweat on his forehead, his scarlet eyes, and the twisted appearance of the painful muscles all made Qian's delicate little hands clenched into fists.

There was no way to solve the Gu poison, Nan Fan could only suffer the heart-rending pain brought by the Gu poison like this.

The wound on the chest that had not yet healed, because of the violent struggle of Nanfan's Gu poison attack, split and bandaged, split and bandaged, the wound had become more and more serious, and the doctor was also busy here for most of the night.

Blood had stained the placket of his chest.

Qian Jiao's heart seemed to have a dull pain coming over her, and heartache and anger came to her face.

Liu Zifeng looked at Qian Jiao, whose eyes were already dyed with heartache and anger, and hurriedly reached out and pushed her arm: "Jiaojiao, his wound, look at his wound, it has been split several times tonight." ”

Qian Jiao was pulled back to her senses by Liu Zifeng's voice, and then she understood the purpose of him calling him over in such a hurry, and hurriedly turned around to run to his room.

may be because her body is still weak, the violent emotional fluctuations, and the eagerness to turn around, so that the moment she turns around, her eyes are dark, and her body falls back uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Liu Zifeng, who was beside her, quickly pulled her, and she was able to stand firmly.

Liu Zifeng looked at her with some concern, and his ruffian eyes were full of distress.

"Jiaojiao, you ......"

Qian Jiao didn't care to answer him, pushed away the hand he was holding herself, and strode out of the room, still walking straight to her room with vague steps.

grabbed her backpack and hurried back to Nanfan's room.

Nan Fan, who had passed through a burst of pain, had fallen into a coma at this time, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping in the light.

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