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Chapter 8988 Donation 6

Nangong Liuyun handed over a steaming snow-white sweat towel, wiped the fine sweat from Su Luo's forehead, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

If it were anyone else, if such a big change had happened, they would have been extremely anxious, but Nangong Liuyun's expression was as calm as ever, but there was just a little more concern in his eyes.

Su Luo calmed down and smiled softly: "It's a trivial matter. I already know how to treat it. It just takes a little more time."

Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo with his deep and bright eyes, but said nothing.

Mrs. Nangong had already rushed up, grabbed Su Luo and said, almost incoherently with excitement: "Luo Yatou, is it true? Is he really okay? Can you really cure him?"

"Don't worry, Madam, I can cure it, but it will take a little longer." Su Luo said with a smile.

"As long as it can be cured, what does it matter if it takes longer? Luo Yatou, I know you can do it! Tell me, what will we do without you?" Mrs. Nangong held Su Luo's hand and refused to let go.

Emperor Ling's eyes stared at Su Luo, as sharp as daggers!

This can all be cured? And you look very confident about it? Isn’t this right?

Emperor Ling winked at Huangfu Xiyuan who was not far away. Soon, Huangfu Xiyuan nodded secretly, not knowing how to move his hands hidden in his sleeves.

"Ouch!" Nangong Moyuan suddenly cried out in pain, holding his stomach, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"How could this happen..."

Mrs. Nangong was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly stepped forward to support Nangong Moyuan and asked nervously: "How are you? Is it serious? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? Why are you vomiting blood?"

Faced with a series of questions from Mrs. Nangong, Nangong Moyuan waved his hands, raised a wry smile on his lips, and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter... I spit out a mouthful of bruised blood, and I feel much better now."

Su Luo checked Nangong Moyuan's pulse again, nodded and said, "It's indeed much better."

"Luoluo, what on earth is going on?" Mrs. Nangong was still very worried.

"If I guess correctly, Uncle Nangong is poisoned." Su Luo frowned slightly, and her eyes suddenly turned to Ling Emperor: "Does Your Majesty know what kind of poison Uncle Nangong was poisoned with?"

Emperor Ling didn't expect Su Luo to launch a surprise attack at all, and the expression on his face didn't have time to change before Su Luo caught him.

Emperor Ling quickly came to his senses from his daze. This process only lasted for 0.01 seconds. Only people with very careful observation could notice it.

The Ling Emperor glared at Su Luo displeased: "Su Luo, are you asking the wrong person? As we all know, you are the elite royal alchemist. You don't even know what kind of poison you were poisoned with. How could I possibly do it?"

Do you know? Su Luo, don’t you think you don’t like me, so you are deliberately drawing suspicion towards me?”

"I'm sorry, I'm a half-step god." Su Luo pointed out in public, but there was no sign of apology on her face.

Emperor Ling's face froze.

"Besides, I don't doubt you. I just want to know what the smile on your face, Your Majesty, meant when almost everyone was worried about Uncle Nangong just now?"

Emperor Ling was questioned face to face by Su Luo and was extremely upset.

"I, am I happy on my face? Could it be that you saw it wrong?" Emperor Ling touched his face and denied it.

"Perhaps His Majesty the Ling Emperor is so happy from the bottom of his heart that you didn't even notice that you were smiling?" Su Luo defeated his army.

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