He wasn't too angry, and Anthony's sarcasm was like a cloud and didn't take it to heart.

After all, he is an outsider and has the memory of the earth, so he doesn't care about whether the Daewoo Dynasty, as an enemy country, is insulted or not, whether it has honor or not.

Even if it is the Violet Empire, although she wants her to be prosperous and healthy, it is only because her relatives and friends are there, if you want to say that there is a strong sense of honor in the motherland, it is indeed not.

The Federation people of this world are somewhat similar to the races of Western countries in the previous world, but Daewoo Violet is biased towards Orientals.

In his heart, he is a little unaccustomed to this blonde and blue-eyed alien, since Anthony is going to rush to take the blame, then he will fulfill him.

"Alright, hurry up, let's do it!"

Anthony saw that Su Mu retreated, leaving Li Hongkuan alone, and he couldn't wait, such a small operation in his heart wasted a lot of time, it was a complete waste of life.

Two big strides, he walked to the hospital bed, ready to start, Li Hongkuan had no choice, glanced back at Yu Wenfeng, saw that he had no objection, and also stepped forward.

Su Mu retreated to Han Zhongshan's side, and when he saw this imperial doctor's order that led him here, he stood quietly in place with his eyes and nose and nose and heart, like a silent old pine, not moving at all.

It is worthy of being an immortal evergreen tree that has controlled the Tai Hospital for 88 years, and has responded to various bureaus in the court like a furnace.

With his identity, he doesn't have to show himself at this time.

Treating the eldest prince Yu Wenguang is very unpleasant, even if he is sure, he doesn't really want to treat it. Not to mention that there is no certainty, it is not pretending to be a good death.

Su Mu looked at the old man. I was secretly impressed.

Previously, his great-grandson Han Lin went out to invite someone and hit two big nails in Shengfang Temple.

But look at it at this time. He was not at all dissatisfied, as if nothing unpleasant had happened before. I personally went to Shengfang Courtyard to invite myself, and I was not unhappy at all, and I treated people like spring breeze and rain.

This old man is indeed old and strong, a rare master of emotional intelligence, and this cultivation is worth learning from himself.

The ancients were like a stream.

There is an example in front of him, and Su Mu, who is pregnant with a ghost fetus, naturally follows suit. He also looked at his nose and nose with his hands in his sleeves, and his eyes narrowed slightly. No longer focus on the treatment ahead.

Of course, this is only scratching the surface.

The real fact is that his soul eye has long been opened, and he has probed towards Yu Wenguang on the hospital bed.

Yu Wenguang was still lying there and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the two maids standing at the end of the bed with their heads bowed were still trembling, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The round-faced maid was not breathless, but she did not exhale at all.

I don't know what kind of kung fu she is practicing, and this ability to hold her breath is indeed extraordinary. The blood stops, the heart stops. It was even possible to act as usual.

There are always masters in the recklessness, and now we have witnessed this vivid example, although not recklessly, but the palace. It's the same thing.

With such a talent, it is impossible to be a personal maid who is just lewd and humiliated, where did Luo Tianyu find this? If it is damaged in the palace. I wonder if he will feel distressed?

Seeing that Su Mu also retreated, his hands clasped in his sleeves. With a look of not caring about everything, a glimmer of light flashed in Han Zhongshan's eyes. He glanced at him with a smile, and then stood still again.

Yu Wenfeng didn't pay attention to this little thing, whoever goes to the main knife is actually the same.

In his heart, he still believes in the healing technique of the Federal Holy Court, which has been rumored to be miraculous in the Federation, and it seems that any disease can be cured.

Caroline is also a member of the Holy Court, and she often talks about it to him, so she knows these ways well, and she is not worried about Yu Wenguang's injury, but is just thinking about how to treat Elliott.

It stands to reason that this Federation man assassinated the Prince of Daewoo, and he must have been an unforgivable crime.

But the trouble is one thing, Elliott's father is the president of the Bundestag, he single-handedly presided over the war in the Tranquility Star Field, and he killed his son in the rear, and he can still count on the close cooperation between the two sides, how to think about this kind of thing is not reliable.

Once Herbert learns that his precious son is dead in Daewoo, will he still be able to share the territory with Daewoo according to the covenant? The next step will definitely be a counterattack and continue to attack Daewoo.

Now that the Federation is powerful, and only the Violet Empire can resist one or two of the neighboring countries, when the Violet Empire is destroyed, the Daewoo Dynasty is difficult to support alone, and has a history of rebellion against the Imperial Alliance, and there will be no reinforcements, so what should I do then?

Therefore, if you can cure Yuwenguang, then you can convince yourself to release Elliott. Call him crazy, say he was drunk, and then deport, and the matter will be over.

As for the grievances in Yu Wenguang's heart, it was not a matter at all.

Yu Wenhai, the black-clothed guard Longtai general "butcher" standing at the door, stepped forward at this time and worshiped the emperor. Then he walked to Yu Wenguang's sickbed, stretched out his hand and pressed his palm, and a black gas dispersed from Yu Wenguang's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was thrown into Yu Wenhai's palm like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

He took a few steps back and returned to the door to stand, but Yu Wenguang's face on the sickbed turned rosy. The faint chill in the whole body also disappeared, and the heart injury gradually oozes blood.

This is Yu Wenhai who lifted the "Sealing Spirit Finger" on Yu Wenguang's body.

Su Mu could see that this kind of fingering could seal the vitality, blood, and even the possibility of sealing it together with the thoughts, and the cold aura of the cathode in it felt straight through the bone marrow from afar, making people shudder involuntarily.

This is a dangerous person, he secretly remembered it in his heart, and had a rough estimate of Yu Wenhai's cultivation, if he wanted to deal with this person, he had to be more careful.

Seeing that Yu Wenguang was ready to stop, Anthony was already very impatient, he stood in front of Yu Wenguang's bed, his hands in front of his chest, in the shape of a flame, his expression solemn and solemn.

"Follow the covenant of old, call upon the first light of the morning, praise the dawn, God loves the world......"

This voice was grand, majestic, and intimidating, and it sounded like a mysterious and pious feeling, even if a person like Su Mu who had never believed in religion heard it, he felt his heart flutter and his soul swayed.

He hurriedly collected the disrespectful thoughts in his heart, emptied his mind, and glanced over the corner of his eye. Seeing that Anthony's eyebrows emitted a milky white halo, the blazing white light in his hand rose, dazzling.

This brilliance reflects the Minghua Palace, and the whole hall has a moment, bathed in a sea of light, just like the rising sun, soft and warm.

In the soul vision, Su Mu felt a trace of power suddenly descend, and the snooping soul was suppressed and trembled, but he kept persevering, wanting to understand the mystery. (To be continued......)