As soon as the doctors' words came out, Ye Tingjue's face was already iron-blue, but he was smiling, raising his lips and smiling: "What's the use of being hospitalized?" The reason is not that there is a problem with the body itself, it cannot be cured by medicine! ”

His words made the doctors look at each other, and others who did not know the inside story were also full of doubts.

Especially the two guards, who had been troubled for a long time, heard that Yan Wenjie seemed to have something to say at this moment, and they were even more sure that something was wrong.

Ye Tingjue Ye kept his face calm and did not speak, at this moment Xia Tong's situation had stabilized, he waved his big hand, signaled the doctor to go out, and waited for the group to leave before sitting on the edge of the bed.

"There's really no way?" His voice was hoarse, looking at the woman's dead face, his heart was like a knife, and he was in pain.

"I said, wait, no matter how painful, wait." Yan Wenjie still believed that the Dragon Beast King would not be so simple, and his hunch had always been accurate.

"Wait? Wait, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on! "Night Thunder Lord's eyes are cold and wanton, cold and terrifying.

Yan Wenjie understood his feelings, but, "No, do you have any other way?" ”

This sentence, like a dagger, went straight into the heart of the Night Thunder Lord, hum, proud of the world like him, at this moment, there is no way, not even a way to relieve her pain!

"All out." He said in a deep voice, his eyes never leaving the woman's pale little face.

The two elders of the night family glanced at each other, and Mrs. Night walked to the side of the bed, wanting to pat her son on the shoulder, but seeing that he was surrounded by cold, she raised her hand and forcibly retracted it.

only comforted: "Xia Tong is strong, she will survive." ”

Night Thunder Jue didn't make a sound, feeling that his aura was a little colder, and Mrs. Night sighed softly, and then turned around and left with her husband.

Lao Cang and Xing Jun didn't speak, they shook their heads and went out directly, Yan Wenjie didn't leave immediately, but suddenly came to the big bed, he grabbed Xia Tong's right hand and looked at the white bracelet on her wrist.

"This is the Blood Bracelet?" He had seen the Xing family's blood bracelet, which was exactly the same as this one, except for the color.

"Yes, it used to be dark red." Night Thunder Jue's sword eyebrows were tightly locked, staring at the bracelet for a long time, his eyes faintly bloodshot.

"Hmm......" Yan Wenjie bowed his head, pulled Xia Tong's wrist, and stared at it tightly for a moment, and then he asked Lord Night Thunder, "Sir, don't you mind if I take the blood bracelet off and take it back to the room to study it?" ”

"Please." Night Thunder Jue's brows didn't stretch, he didn't even look at the bracelet, now in his heart, this blood bracelet was a curse, he didn't want to care about it at all, if it was useful, he would have discarded it a long time ago.

With his consent, Yan Wenjie gently removed the bracelet from Xia Tong's wrist and thoughtfully put her hand back into the quilt.

Then, he turned to leave.

As soon as Yan Wenjie left, Lieying and Xiaoying, who had already exited the master bedroom, glanced at each other, then nodded and knocked on the door very tacitly.

"Young master, can we come in?" The door was not completely closed, and the owl could vaguely see the broad back of the man in front of the big bed through a crack in the door.

The two waited for a moment, but did not hear a response.

"Young master, subordinates ......," so the eagle asked again.

"Come in." At this time, Night Thunder Lord finally spoke, but his voice was as cold as ice.

The two guards looked even colder, and they opened the door and gently walked in, closing the door.