Then there was no sound from the door. Bei Shuihan sighed and wanted to say something else. He saw two maids walking into the courtyard together. He immediately turned around and flew away.
Returning to the main courtyard, I saw the housekeeper looking around worriedly. When he saw Bei Shuihan, he immediately came forward to greet him.
"Madam, is she... okay?!"
"It's okay!" Bei Shuihan pondered for a moment, "Send someone to Cangqiong Academy to find out what happened to that unfilial son!"
"Yes!" The butler agreed immediately.
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It was already dusk when Beichen returned to the Logistics Department of Cangqiong College as fast as he could.
When he landed in the courtyard, he coughed lightly and spit out a mouthful of dirty black blood.
In the previous battle with Bei Shuihan, he was slapped by his father, and he had also suffered internal injuries. After running back and forth and mobilizing all his strength, his blood pressure kept pressing on his chest until he returned to the logistics department.
Just relax a little bit.
Wiping the blood from the corners of his lips, he strode into the door, took out the medicine basket from the ring and placed it on the table.
"The medicine is ready!"
After saying these three words, he swayed and fell to the ground.
From Rising Sun City to Cangqiong Academy, although there are star gates available, the distance to travel back and forth is still hundreds of miles. At this time, Beichen has also exhausted his power to the limit.
Mr. Baicao rushed in front of him with a single step and raised his hand to hold his wrist pulse.
Beichen threw his arm away and roared, "Leave me alone, save her!"
How long has this been going on? Mr. Baicao still wants to help him treat him.
Mr. Baicao glanced at him and ignored him. He just stood up and looked at the medicine basket on the table. Weiyang, who was standing aside, brought a bottle over and said, "This is the dragon's blood you want. If it's not enough, I'll go again."
Get it!"
"I will protect you!" Mr. Xue walked over.
Mr. Baicao and Old Songtou immediately began to pack the herbs in the basket and prepare to refine the medicine.
Beichen stood up with his arms raised and dragged his exhausted body to the side of Zitong's bed. Looking at her pale face, he just felt heartbroken.
Aunt Hua, who was standing aside, looked at him, turned around and walked out of the door.
At this time, in the courtyard, Mr. Baicao and Lao Songtou had each released their own medicine cauldrons and started refining elixirs.
Mr. Xue stood in the courtyard with his arms folded.
It seems calm, but the senses of the whole body have been raised to the limit, listening to all the movements around him.
When the alchemist is refining elixirs, no one can disturb him. He doesn't know how to refining elixirs. All he can do now is to protect these two people and not let anyone disturb them.
Two balls of light of different colors clearly overflowed from the bodies of Mr. Baicao and Old Songtou, and poured into the respective medicine cauldrons in front of them.
The medicine is in place, the rest is their job.
Inside the door, Beichen's eyes always fell on Zi Tong and never moved away.
"Where was she injured?"
"The Valley of the Dead."
"How did she go there?"
Weiyang glanced at the purple eyes on the pillow, "I met her by chance. She seemed to be in a bad mood at that time. She was killing skeletons as if to vent her anger. Did you two have a quarrel?"
quarrel?!
How could she and him quarrel?!
Beichen lowered his face and looked at the purple eyes in front of him, and suddenly remembered what Yan Hui said to him.
Could it be that Yan went back to look for her?
It must be!
Otherwise, why would she suddenly run to the Valley of the Dead in the middle of the night to kill skeletons?!