The pool of bright blood on his chest was so dazzling that it hurt her eyes and made her eyes moist.
He squeezed Su Luo's right hand tightly, pinching the joints hard, so hard that he almost wanted to break her wrist.
It hurts, it really hurts.
Su Luo bit her lower lip. The painful taste made Su Luo feel that her blood vessels would burst due to his crushing. Looking down, she saw that the blood on her wrist quickly faded, her skin turned white, and Nangong Liuyun's clenched fingers almost sank into her flesh.
Go inside.
So hard.
Su Luo was almost numb from the pain.
However, she shut her mouth tightly and did not dare to say a word, let alone remind him to let go.
Su Luo understood that he was in pain now.
After the man fainted from the pain, he was still in pain.
The pain he is suffering now is thousands of times more than hers, and she is the initiator of all this. Why should she cry out in front of him?
If this could alleviate her guilt, she hoped the pain would be more intense.
Therefore, Jingbai Hao's wrist was pinched until the bones almost broke. Su Luo shivered in pain, but she did not move. The other hand wiped the smooth and jade-like skin on his face inch by inch steadily, slowly, and inch by inch.
Skin, wipe the dripping cold sweat.
Even after wiping it off, his face was quickly covered with another layer.
He clenched his teeth, and blood flowed slowly from his lower lip.
A flash of regret flashed through Su Luo's heart. It would be a pity to destroy such beautiful thin lips and perfect lip shape... Without thinking, Su Luo stretched out her fingers to support his teeth.
Pain... Su Luo frowned for a moment, but her figure seemed to be frozen, motionless.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized how deeply he was hurting.
When Ling Feng came in, what he saw was such a picture of peaceful times.
He looked at Su Luo's pinched, pale, almost broken wrist, and the other bitten hand dripping with blood, a hint of surprise flashed through his deep eyes, and then a flash of understanding.
From that day on, although he still raised his eyebrows and eyes at Su Luoheng, he did not have the malice and provocation he had at the beginning. This is something to be said later.
When Ling Feng exited, he saw Xu San coming in a hurry. Behind him was an old man with white eyebrows, and behind the old man was a child carrying a medicine box.
A chill flashed through Ling Feng's eyes, and he grabbed Xu San's collar: "Where's the one named Leng?"
Senior alchemist Leng Yan, didn't you invite him? Why wasn't he the one who came?
Xu San's face was pale, sad and helpless: "Butler Xu is still guarding Master Leng's house, and Master Leng has disappeared at all! Butler Xu has no choice but to ask us to invite Yaoshi Zuo first."
Pharmacist Zuo is an intermediate alchemist, a step behind Leng Yan, but now we can only invite him to come and have a look. Butler Xu is still thinking of something.
After Pharmacist Zuo went in, he took his pulse and checked it carefully. He frowned and said to Ling Feng and Su Luo: "It's too serious. I'm not sure at all. I'd better ask Pharmacist Leng to come over and take a look."
"If I can invite him, why do I need to invite you?!" Ling Feng didn't give him any face and was furious.
His Royal Highness Prince Jin's injury almost made him lose his mind, like a roaring trapped beast, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.
Yaoshi Zuo was also helpless. Who said he was not strong enough?
Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun who was constantly shaking on the bed, frowned and asked: "I wonder how we can invite the Leng pharmacist?"