Jiang Luo dragged his body to Chu Mubei's room in the outer courtyard, and Liao Wu guarded the door with a few guards.

A stout man had red eyes, and when he saw Jiang Luo coming, he immediately stepped forward to salute.

Jiang Ran helped Jiang Luo to return the salute, "How is General Chu's state?" ”

Liao Wu was at a loss, he was far away in Liangcheng alone, and now it would take a month to send the letter back to Qinzhou.

If something really happens to the general, he will die a hundred lives.

"The second lady said that the general is not in good condition, and it may be ...... Probably ......"

Chu Mubei's injury was shown to him by Jiang Ran, and Jiang Ran naturally knew more about Chu Mubei's situation.

But Jiang Ran was worried that Jiang Luo had just woken up, and he was afraid that she would be worried, so he didn't tell the truth.

Jiang Luo coughed twice, trying to comfort him in a calm tone, "Don't be too sad, your general Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine." ”

She walked into the room by herself, it was quiet, simply furnished, and the sunlight poured in through the door, quiet and peaceful.

Inside, Chu Mubei's face was pale, his eyes were closed and he was lying on the bed on his side, his shoulders and back were injured, and he couldn't even lie flat.

Jiang Luo took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, and prayed secretly in his heart, Chu Mubei, you must be safe.

She kept recalling the moment she fell into the water in her mind, if it weren't for Chu Mubei's quick eyes to hug her, then these feather arrows would have stuck in her body.

Jiang Luo thought that he hated owing favors to others the most in his life, but he didn't expect to be saved by a man who had several faces.

Her fingertips rubbed against Chu Mubei's face, her frowning eyebrows and eyes, and her cold and pale lips.

Jiang Luo took out almost all the life-saving medicines in the space and handed them to Jiang Ran, asking her to bring Chu Mubei alive no matter what.

Three days later, Chu Mubei, who had been in a coma for four days, finally woke up from the coma, although he was seriously injured, but because of the painkillers, he did not suffer too much pain.

He woke up before he opened his eyes when he heard a familiar voice, soft and gentle.

There was silence in the room, and Jiang Luo's voice was very small, but it still fell on his heart.

She seemed to be telling a long story about a woman who had left her homeland and was alone, and the woman ......

"Ah Luo." He spoke dumbly.

Jiang Luo was startled by the sudden voice, and she looked at Chu Mubei who woke up in surprise.

"You! You're always awake. ”

"Is it better? Where is the discomfort in the body? ”

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Chu Mubei felt it a little, his own body was very clear in his own heart, the injury was very serious, but he felt it a little, and he didn't feel that the wound was very painful, only that his limbs were slightly numb.

Odd.

"I'm fine." He smiled reluctantly, his face a little blood back, and his lips chapped.

Jiang Luoxi couldn't help but go out to beckon Liao Wu in, he was afraid that he was worried about it these days.

The sun shone on her body, as if it had gilded her with a silvery glow.

She stood in front of the bed, which made Chu Mubei's heart soften for no reason. He tugged at her sleeve, "Don't go yet." ”

"I'm a little thirsty."

Jiang reacted after realizing it, hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, and put a little sugar in it.

She helped Chu Mubei to sit down, carefully avoiding the wounds on his body, her movements were gentle and cautious.

Chu Mubei felt that his arm had no strength, so he didn't take the teacup in her hand, and she fed the water by herself.