Su Muran shook his hand in front of her, and suddenly saw that his wrist was grabbed by his fair-skinned and pale fingers.

The powerful grasping force suddenly startled Su Muran, she took two steps back and pulled back her hand vigorously.

"Birch Earthly Son—"

Tuoba Huachen realized that his behavior was out of order, and his face returned to normal, explaining.

"Mu Ran, I'm sorry, I was just too surprised just now, I was out of my mind for a while, and I didn't want to... Inadvertently mistook Mu Ran's outstretched hand for something else, so he ......"

Su Muran looked at Tuoba Huachen's face with a strong look of guilt, and she didn't have the heart to blame her.

The son of the birch world was born in the conspiracy, sacrificed for the conspiracy, maybe he was really out of his mind just now, remembered what happened from the past, and he had no intention of doing it, he has just been poisoned now, and it is normal for him to be emotionally unstable, so he should be allowed to rest.

Thinking like this, Su Muran put down his hand that was still faintly painful, hung down on both sides, and stepped forward.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it, you just finished the needle, and now your body is weak, rest well, I'll come to see you another day."

With that, Su Muran turned around and walked towards the door, and there was a dry and hoarse voice from Tuoba Huachen behind him.

"Mu Ran, don't go, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I... I..."

"Bang bang bang-"

The violent impact sounded, Su Muran's heart tightened, she turned around suddenly, and saw Tuoba Huachen raise the arm that had just grabbed her high, and fell heavily towards the bed.

"Birch Earthly Son!"

Su Muran quickly ran to his approach, holding his arm that was about to be raised again with both hands, "What are you doing here?!" ”

Tuoba Huachen's eyes looked at his self-harming hand, his eyes full of hatred and chagrin.

"He hurt Mu Ran."

Su Mu was stunned.

"Isn't it just scratched? I'm a healer, can I still know if there's anything wrong? ”

"But, I ......"

Su Muran's hand pressing his arm tightened, and his tone had a commanding tone.

"If I say nothing, it's nothing, and if I say it's okay, it's okay! I won't allow you to harm yourself for such a trivial matter! ”

Tuoba Birch's eyelashes lifted slightly, and he looked at her.

"Mu Ran's matter is not a trivial matter-"

No, I'm confused, how can someone still rush to be falsely accused???

"Then you will spoil your body without the permission of the healer, and make the healer sad, me! That's me! Do you think it's a big deal? ”

Tuoba Huachen paused for two seconds, and the corners of his eyes flickered slightly.

"Great."

"So what? Still self-harming? ”

"But—"

"No, yes! I asked Hua Shizi, are you still self-harming? ”

"I... No. ”

"No?"

Tuoba Huachen nodded to Su Muran with a determined look in his eyes, "Mmmm, don't hurt yourself." ”

Su Muran's face was slightly softened, she gently let go of her hand, and saw that he had no intention of lifting and falling, so she was immediately relieved.

"Okay, the gentleman is hard to chase after a word, I believe in the birch world!"

"Letter... Believe me? ”

Su Muran straightened up and clapped her hands, her wrist hurt slightly, but she didn't take it to heart.

Didn't you just get caught? Su Muran, don't scream pretentiously, otherwise the straight-brained birch world, who was finally coaxed, will start to harm himself again due to self-blame.

She looked at him and nodded at him, "Hmm! ”

The corners of Tuoba Huachen's mouth raised slightly, "Mu Dye ......"

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

"Dye'er, my good apprentice, you planted this blood lingzhi?"

The love in Tuoba Huachen's words instantly converged, and his face returned to its previous normal, pale, weak, and cold.

Su Muran turned around and saw the ghost ghost holding the blood lingzhi in both hands, looking at him with surprise on his face.

"Master." Su Muran habitually called out.

"Oh, don't be sloppy, you little cub, tell me how your blood lingzhi was grown?"

Ghost Youzi walked closer, only to find that there was still a person lying on the bed, and he vigilantly hid the blood lingzhi behind him and pulled Su Muran aside.

"Dye'er, this is the unlucky ghost you said about who fell into the poison and the illusion?"

"Master! How can you say that. ”

"I don't say that, how can I say it, the stinky hairy boy is unlucky, let my family dye and suffer with it, the most... The most excessive thing is that you have to trouble my old bones. ”

Su Muran pulled the ghost out of the house, "Master! Do you still want to know how I grow Bleeding Reishi? ”

"Think about it."

"Do you want to hear my report?"

"Think about it, of course you think about it, Dye Er quickly talk about it as a teacher."

Saying that, Ghost Youzi skillfully put the blood lingzhi into his arms, took out the small notebook pinned to his waist, held the pen in one hand, turned the page with the other, and prepared the record extremely seriously.

Su Muran: "......"

"If you want to, the master will go in with him first to see his condition."

Oniyuko's happy face suddenly drooped, and he looked at the man lying on the bed with a face like ashes with extreme reluctance.

"Dye'er, look at him like this, it's obvious that he won't live long, why bother destroying the poison valley because of him... Ahem... Dye your reputation? I look at this, you don't care about Dye'er, let him come from and go. ”

"Master!" Su Muran looked at the ghost ghost with a serious face, "Do you want to see it?" ”

Ghost Youzi looked at Su Muran's eyes and immediately fell.

"Look at it! For the teacher! ”

Su Muran smiled, "The master is the best." ”

Oniyuko shook his head, "You, you, as a teacher, you really can't do anything about you." ”

"Hey......

Su Muran raised her eyebrows, smiled mischievously at him, and then pulled him into the house and came to the bed of Hua Shizi.

He listened to the chat between the ghost ghost and Tuoba Huachen, his eyes were deep, and the disdain at the bottom was fleeting.

The dignified ghost Yuzi is so timid and hypocritical in the face of this poison, it seems that he is right......

"Let me introduce you to the birch world, this is my master, the predecessor of the ghost ghost, the valley master of the poison valley, you can call him the valley master, you can also call him the senior."

Ghost Youzi slowly took back his small notebook and pen and ink, one hand behind his back, one hand stroked his two strands of mustache, leisurely.

Tuoba Huachen was about to get up with his arms propped up, and Su Muran hurriedly opened his mouth.

"The birch world is not physically adaptable, just lie down, the master and his old man won't mind."

As soon as he heard the old man, Ghost Youzi's face suddenly wrinkled into a flower, he flicked his sleeves, and glanced at Su Muran with a resentful expression.

"What an old man, I'm so old there!"

"Yes, yes, the master is not old, the master is beautiful and beautiful, and he is a young man with a symbol."

"Well—that's pretty much it."

Tuoba Huachen coughed lightly twice, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his face was respectful.

"Senpai-"

"Hmm." Oniyuko replied softly.