The eighth master and Mao Tongtong were stunned for a moment, Guo Luoluo's expression was extremely serious, obviously these words were also sincere.

"Don't worry, you don't want to die so early." The eighth master said lightly.

Guo Luo Luo smiled a little, and then left with Pomegranate and Hibiscus.

"Master, you'll be fine." Mao Tongtong comforted the eighth master. But she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, hating herself for not being able to help anything, so she could only comfort her with such pale and weak words.

Even Guo Luoluo, who is always in tat-for-tat with the eighth master, doesn't want the eighth master to have an accident, let alone her?

"Tongtong, don't be afraid, the master will be fine. I haven't had enough of you! The eighth master smiled slightly, and comforted Mao Tongtong in turn.

"Well, it's going to be fine." Mao Tongtong nodded, looked at the eighth master's increasingly pale face, and said distressedly: "I'll wait for the master to rest." ”

"Good. Tongtong accompanied his grandfather. "The eighth master said. He really can't hold it anymore. Excessive blood loss is one thing, and the poison probably also starts to work, and it is palpitations and dizziness.

Mao Tongtong helped the eighth master to lie down, covered him with the quilt again, and then prepared to get up and wash.

"Master sleep first, I'll come in a while." She touched the eighth master's forehead, but she didn't have a fever, and she was slightly relieved.

"Hmm." The eighth master was weak, and he closed his eyes in response.

Mao Tongtong sat on the edge of the bed for a while before getting up. On weekdays, where can the eighth master speak so softly. It can be seen that his injuries are not light. I hope that the detoxification soup given by Imperial Physician Wang has some effect, so that the toxins in the eighth master's body can be resolved.

When she sat in front of the vanity mirror and removed her hair, Mao Tongtong was still in a trance. Thinking that the eighth master was still here to choose jewelry for her this afternoon, the two talked happily, and went to see the lanterns hand in hand, only to blink an eye, the eighth master was injured and poisoned, and if he didn't get it right, his life would hang by a thread.

Life is so unpredictable. I always thought that there was still a lot of time, and I always thought that there were still a lot of opportunities, but for a moment, there was probably nothing.

"Master, it's time to wash." Qingzhu Road.

"Oh." Mao Tongtong's thoughts were interrupted, and when she turned around, she subconsciously glanced at the eighth master lying on the bed again.

Tonight's events are vivid, and when that arrow flew, her heart really almost flew out of her throat! That heart-pounding feeling is still fresh in my memory. Fortunately, the arrow didn't hit the vital point of the eighth master, otherwise there would be no chance to wait for detoxification now.

Qingzhu didn't urge Mao Tongtong, and she was also shocked tonight. Although he has returned home, he is still flustered and can't calm down.

The eighth master on the bed frowned at this time, and the look on his face looked worse than just now. Mao Tongtong hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and touched the eighth master's forehead, and found that there was no fever, so he hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable about the master?" ”

The eighth master will only feel dizzy in his head, and his stomach will be turned upside down. At this time, when he heard Mao Tongtong's question, he wanted to open his eyes and answer, but he felt that his eyelids were heavy, his throat was tight, and he couldn't say a word.

Mao Tongtong saw that the eighth master didn't speak, but the uncomfortable body was stiffened, and he was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly said: "Quick, go and call the house doctor!" ”

Qingzhu and Qingmiao also panicked, and hurriedly ran out to call someone.

"Master, wake up! Wake up! Mao Tongtong shouted.

The eighth master didn't open his eyes or speak, but he suddenly bounced up from the bed, and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "vomit"!

"Master!" Mao Tongtong exclaimed! Where did she pass through this formation, she really felt like her soul was scattered! She didn't even notice that the black blood stained her clothes! just subconsciously hugged the eighth master.

I have the impression that vomiting blood is a very serious disease! Thinking that the eighth master's body was still poisoned, Mao Tongtong's heart sank!

"Master, you should respond!" Mao Tongtong's voice has already brought a crying tone! The eighth master vomited a mouthful of blood and lay back again, and there was no reaction at all, coupled with his pale face, I didn't know that Mao Tongtong was holding a corpse!

Mao Tongtong stretched out his hand and trembled and leaned down into the eighth master's nose, but at this moment, the eighth master opened his eyes.

"I'm scared of Tongtong." The eighth master's voice was very weak, if it weren't for Mao Tongtong holding him in his arms, he wouldn't have heard it at all!

She nodded, then shook her head, her face already covered with tears.

"It's good that you're awake! It's good that you're awake! She would only repeat the same sentence in her mouth, and she didn't know anything else.

The eighth master wanted to raise his head to wipe her tears, but his hand couldn't be used. I can only try to squeeze out a smile to comfort Mao Tongtong.

It's just that he has a sick face, and there is blood at the corner of his mouth, and this smile makes people more and more sad.

Mao Tongtong wiped the corners of the eighth master's mouth with a handkerchief, and asked, "What's wrong with the master?" Does your stomach hurt? ”

is also affected by those costume TV series, most of the poisoning is abdominal pain, Mao Tongtong has this question.

The eighth master shook his head and said, "I'll feel more comfortable now." ”

He wasn't lying. A mouthful of blood spit out, but I felt that my body was a little lighter, and even my head was not so dizzy.

"Comfortable?" Mao Tongtong was a little surprised, she looked at the eighth master, then looked down at the blood stains on the veil, frowned and said: "Could it be that the detoxification soup has an effect, and the master is spitting poisonous blood?" ”

"Perhaps." The eighth master also felt that there was such a possibility.

At this time, the house doctor happened to come, and Mao Tongtong asked him to hurry up and check the pulse of the eighth master.

Regarding the current pulse of the eighth master, the house doctor is still a little uncertain. But after listening to Mao Tongtong about the situation of the eighth master just now, and checking the eighth master's face, etc., he was more inclined to Mao Tongtong's guess.

"At present, there is no major change in the pulse of Lord Belle from before. With the medical skills of the minion, it can only be judged that Lord Belle's body should not deteriorate. The doctor said.

Mao Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief, and it was good news that it would not deteriorate. After all, it takes time for the royal physician to detoxify.

After knowing that it was a false alarm, the people in the room looked a little more relaxed.

After the house doctor left, Mao Tongtong helped the eighth master to lie down again, and then freshened up with peace of mind.

When she went to bed, she found that the eighth master had not slept yet.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Mao Tongtong asked a little strangely.

"Waiting for you." The eighth master smiled.

"Can I still run?" Mao Tongtong smiled. This is her first smile since the eighth master accident tonight.

The eighth master hugged Mao Tongtong with his uninjured arm and said, "With Tongtong by his side, the master can sleep more peacefully." ”

Mao Tongtong took the initiative to lean on the eighth master, smelling the familiar breath, she also felt that her heart was a little more settled.

"Me too." She whispered softly.

The eighth master lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and said, "Go to sleep, you are tired today." ”