Tears slipped from his eyes again, he really couldn't stand it, this endless torment, opening his eyes and looking at her who had been unconscious on the bed, for him, it was ten thousand times more terrifying than death.

Really, he would rather be the one lying motionless on the bed at the moment, and he doesn't want to be the one who stays by the bed, looking at her lying motionless on the bed.

"Jing Qingran, you wake up this king, wake up!" He called out to her, a dead loneliness in his voice.

"Didn't you say that you would see the death of this king with your own eyes? Now that this king is alive and well, what are you lying in bed? ”

"Jing Qingran, is it so difficult for you to open your eyes and look at me?"

"Well clear! I won't let you die! ”

"Jing Qingran, don't scare me, okay? Please wake up, you wake up, I promise you everything, as long as you wake up......" The words were silent, the tears did not stop, and his voice was already hoarse.

He was a man, for the first time, crying so sadly, just because she had been unconscious......

After losing something, you can understand what you lack most.

It turned out that I didn't know when she became so important in his heart, so important that at this moment, she was lying on the bed unconscious, and he was watching from the sidelines, panicking and crying.

It seemed like a century had passed, and the door was pushed open again.

"Doctor Mo, the princess is inside, the slave begs you to save the princess, you must save the princess." The eyes of the servants wept.

Emotions are always contagious, what happened in the palace, two princesses beat each other, and the two princesses were seriously injured, how did the people in the palace settle down?

Mo Wu came, his handsome eyebrows and eyes seemed to not eat the fireworks of the world, he was dressed in green clothes, always dusty, and he walked quickly to the bedside.

"King Chen." Opened his mouth and called out to the man next to the bed.

Mu Zhengchen's eyes were red and swollen, and his face was as handsome as an ice sculpture, and he could see a burst of sadness at this moment.

didn't say much, Mo Wu gave Jing Qingran a look.

Mo Wu has been in the capital and has not left, if he has the heart to look for him, he can naturally find him.

To find out the cause, Mo Wu unfolded the tool he was carrying, took out a needle bag from it, took out the silver needle, overburned the candle, and pierced it into the various acupoints of Jing Qingran's head while it was hot.

Well-cleared head, a moment later, was pierced into a hedgehog.

"How is she?" Mu Zhengchen watched from the side and asked him.

"King Chen rest assured, after the princess has been administered the needle, the symptoms of her head will be greatly alleviated." Mo Wu said.

They are old acquaintances, when King Chen was sixteen years old, he was shot by an enemy on the battlefield, and his life was in danger, but fortunately Mo Wu rescued him.

Mo Wu has been followed by a little medicine boy, looking at him is only fifteen or sixteen years old, very cute, petite and white, is a man, named Hong Hong, he wants to follow Mo Wu to study medicine.

Mo Wu actually didn't like to accept apprentices, but Hong Hong was very enthusiastic and persistent, so Mo Wu couldn't parry his entanglement, so he agreed to accept him.

The relationship between the two of them can be regarded as master and apprentice.

"Hong Hong, go grab the medicine." Mo Wu turned to the young man behind him and said.

"Yes, sir." Hong Hong nodded and smiled, then turned away.

A subordinate also followed Hong Hong out.

There were not many people in the house, and Jing Qingran was lying on the bed all the time, without any movement.

And Mu Zhengchen never left, he stood on the edge of the bed, or sat at the table, and seemed to be a little restless.

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