"...Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and save people." Muyin said contemptuously.
"You have to liven up the atmosphere, otherwise you will be too nervous." Liu Mo's hands shook. He was fighting with one hand, which was really troublesome, such as... pulling out an arrow.
After the medicinal powder was sprinkled, Han Queluo gradually alleviated some of her pain. She weakly opened her eyes, looked at Muyin and Wushuang who looked nervous on one side, and smiled slightly: "I...I'm fine."
Wushuang didn't pay attention to her appearance at first, only paying attention to her injuries. Now that she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but feel anxious. Just when she was about to say something, the peach poison started to take effect, making her hands and feet almost weak again.
Damn it! I can’t write either. As long as I feel this way in my heart...
Glancing at Wushuang, Han Queluo was thoughtful, but she still turned her face away. Her weak voice made Muyin feel a little worried. No matter what, she was the one who saved him.
"Yuan, is brother Yuan back?" Her confused eyes were full of moisture. Although she couldn't feel the pain now, she was still a little panicked by the rush of blood. She couldn't wait to see Yuan Hongxi.
Talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Yuan Hongxi came in with blood on his hands, and his eyes were cold and murderous. Muyin just wanted to tell him something. He passed her by, walked straight to the bed, and spoke: "
Don't be afraid, Brother Yuan will save you."
Lifting her lips and smiling, Han Queluo smiled gently: "Just, as long as Brother Yuan is fine, Queluo will rest assured."
...Chrysanthemum.
Muyin's eyes widened and he looked at the person lying on the bed in disbelief. His heart felt as if he had been shot through by countless arrows. How...how could she be Queluo?
She just thought she was an ordinary woman and didn't take it to heart, so why was Queluo the person on the bed.
But, who is going to master her? Why does she sometimes have people named Queluo when she dreams? It must be the same name, Muyin comforted herself like this.
There are so many people with the same name in the world, it must be a coincidence.
She took a few steps back in a daze, and just as she was about to reach out to put her hand on Yuan Hongxi's shoulder, he turned his head and said, "I can't send you back today, can you go back by yourself?"
"..." A feeling of disappointment spread in his heart. Muyin smiled and looked at the person on the bed, "It's okay. My martial arts is not weak anyway. It's okay to go back alone..."
"Okay." Yuan Hongxi nodded, turned his eyes back to the bed, and asked Liu Mo, "How is she? Will the wound be okay?"
"Your Majesty... I am also a miracle doctor after all. You have to respect me. This small arrow wound is nothing to worry about." Liu Mo nodded, "But... the next step is to pull out the arrow. If you don't pull it out well, it will cause heavy bleeding.
"
Picking at the corner of his mouth, he continued, "Your Majesty, men and women are not allowed to be intimate. How about you go out and Wushuang and I stay here?"
Glancing at the person on the bed, Yuan Hongxi was hesitating whether to get up or not. Moisture quickly accumulated in Queluo's eyes: "Brother Yuan, Queluo is fine. You can go out first."
"I, the king, please stay." Something flashed across Yuan Hongxi's eyes, and he quickly firmed up. He raised his head, hesitated, and touched Queluo's hair, "Don't worry, Queluo, please bear with me."
"Yes." Queluo nodded, looked at Muyin again, and smiled lightly at her, "Thanks to Miss Mu for sending me here..."
"No, no." Muyin turned away uneasily, her mind flashed back to Yuan Hongxi's gentle look towards Queluo just now, and she felt a tingling feeling in her heart, but she didn't want to think about it.
She thanked her, "Thank you for today. Thank you. If you hadn't helped me block the arrow..."
