Chu San said to Su Luo: "Go in, we will wait for you outside the door."
At this time, it is not suitable for them to go in.
Su Luo nodded calmly and pushed the door open. When closing the door, Su Luo left a serious message: "No one is allowed to come in without my permission."
Ning Tianhao was very angry at Su Luo's natural expression: "Who does she think she is, and no one is allowed in!"
Chu San let out a long sigh.
If he hadn't known that Su Luo was an imperial alchemist who broke out from Yaowang Valley, he wouldn't have been so confident in Su Luo.
But this matter, the Alchemist Guild is determined to death and is absolutely not allowed to be revealed, otherwise... Chu San knows that not only him, but also the Chu family will bear the wrath of the Alchemist Guild.
Therefore, Chu San said angrily: "This girl has good medical skills, and she is the one Gong Er cares about, so let's see, the situation won't be worse than it is now anyway."
Even so, Ning Tianhao was full of disbelief.
Su Luo pushed the door open and walked in, and immediately saw Nangong Liuyun lying on the snow-white soft couch. Even though he was in a coma, he still had an aura that would repel people thousands of miles away.
He seemed to have put up a barrier around himself.
When facing him, people around him will unconsciously retreat and keep a distance from him.
He has a condescending detachment like a nobleman. If he didn't take the initiative to approach, others would not be able to approach him.
Su Luo stood in front of Nangong Liuyun's soft couch, looking at that beautiful face.
He had been in coma for a long time. His handsome face was too pale due to excessive blood loss and had lost a lot of weight due to the prolonged coma. His beautiful rhombus lips were chapped due to loss of water. With just one look, Su Luo was pretending.
Calm down, it suddenly fell away, my heart was tightly clenched, and it ached sourly.
He said he didn't care, thinking that he really didn't care, but when he saw him so weak, his instinctive heartache came out to cause trouble.
Su Luo took a deep breath and suppressed her rising emotions, because she had more important things to do.
She walked to Nangong Liuyun's soft couch, knelt down beside him, and touched his wrist with her snow-white jade hands.
Su Luo breathed heavily before finally calming down and feeling his pulse and diagnosing his condition.
After spending half an hour, Su Luo finally examined Nangong Liuyun's body carefully.
During the examination, Su Luo felt distressed and wanted to cry many times but had to hold back.
She just couldn't understand how he could change his body like this in such a short period of time even though she and Nangong Liuyun were separated.
In addition to the internal injuries caused by palm sparring with Leng Qishao, he had no less than ten hidden injuries of various sizes on his body. He actually didn't care and ignored them at all! It's fine now that he's young, but when he gets older, these hidden injuries will accumulate to a critical point.
Exploded, just like Mr. Tang...
There is no cure for Su Luo's injuries. All she can do is delay his life.
"Why don't you care about your body so much!" Su Luo stared at Tashang's face that was pale due to excessive blood loss with both distress and anger.
Nangong Liuyun's eyes were tightly closed, showing no signs of waking up.
"Chu San said that you lost too much blood because of me, so I will return the blood to you." Su Luo looked at the world-famous face quietly, and her voice was as soft as a feather, "