Qi Luo put away the notebook, grabbed it in his arms, he walked into the library, and locked himself up again. br>

There were so many things he had to worry about, and he just wanted to calm down here now.

He opened a blue medical book, only to find that there was a note sandwiched inside, so he opened it and saw that it was Hua Ruofeng's handwriting-

'Master, I think you will definitely know what happened to the Queen Mother's poison and the poison that appeared at the birthday banquet, even if not all of them, you will also know a little clue, I don't know what you have to hide from the disciple, but the disciple knows that all this is done by those people, although the disciple hates the royal family, but he can't let those people succeed and kill innocent lives, including the Queen Mother. If Master trusts the disciple, please let him know the details. ’

He really didn't know whether to say it or not.

Say, and fear that he will be in danger; Don't say it, I'm sorry for his trust.

Qi Luo held the medical book, his hands trembling constantly, revealing beads of sweat.

After weighing it for a long time, he still picked up the pen, decided to write it down, and then put the note away. He moved away from the floor and bricks, this secret passage was secretly built by him back then, which could connect the hospital with the outside of the palace, and few people knew about it.

He won't let people know about it for the rest of his life.

Qi Luo took off his official uniform and hat, bent down and jumped into the dark passage, and then moved the bricks back into place.

The dark passage was naturally dark, Qi Luo lit the torches that had been prepared earlier, and the piercing 'da-da' footsteps sounded, causing an echo, very quiet. Qi Luo barely needed to exert much effort and walked out of the dark passage.

He familiarly put the bricks back down, and ran briskly towards the infirmary.

In the Baicao Hall, Qing'er just helped Hua Ruofeng wash her clothes, her hands were already soaked in cold water, and her fingers pinched out red marks because she was too hard, she held a wooden basin, hung up her clothes, and carefully wiped away the water droplets of her clothes.

She bought countless pieces of clothing, all of which were the white he liked, and insisted on washing them every day, even though they had not been worn once. She didn't dare to change his clothes, she just wanted him to wake up quickly.

Doing laundry is nothing at all.

She hung up her clothes and ran to the room again, Hua Ruofeng was still lying motionless on the bed, her eyes closed and she didn't open it, Qing'er helped him look at it again, picked up a wooden stick on the side, bit her lip, and slapped his arm violently.

I only heard Hua Ruofeng frown and snort, "Hmm...... Don't hit ......"

Qing'er threw down the wooden stick and cried in fright, "Young master, I'm sorry, Qing'er was wrong!" Qing'er was wrong! ”

"Silly girl, why are you crying?" An old and helpless voice sounded, and Qing'er turned back in surprise, "Qi ...... Old gentleman...... I ......"

Qi Luo shook her head, this girl is really ......, "Silly girl, you didn't do anything wrong, why are you crying and kneeling?" ”

"I, I hit the young master...... Offended the young master, it's really damn ......" Qing'er's tears kept sliding down the back of her hand like a pearl off the line.

Qi Luo suddenly took Qing'er's hand, only to see that her slender jade hands were no longer white, and there were long scars on both palms, and because of the relationship between soaking in cold water, there were already large and small thick calluses. He raised his head again and saw a deep wound on Qing'er's forehead that was so deep that white bones could be seen, and Qi Luo, who had medical experience, knew at a glance that his hand was scratched and his head was bruised.

He gasped and looked at Qing'er coldly, "How many strokes did you make?" How many times did you knock your head? ”

She made a twenty and thirty gesture successively.