Feng Wu: "Besides, these eight words were thought of by His Majesty, not by His Royal Highness."
Gong Yan: "How did you? This is what the old lady watched the His Royal Highness, and my Majesty didn't come here."
Feng Wu: "..."
Gong Yan looked at Feng Wu: "Miss Dance, His Royal Highness to you, but ..."
Feng Wu: "Cough, I want to see Jun Linyuan. Correctly, I want to see Baoer."
Gong Yan: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is in the practice room!"
Feng Wu: "I'll go to practice the room to find him."
Feng Wu really found Jun Linyuan found in the practice room.
Hall of Jun's robe, handed in behind him, was proud and cold.
Feng Wu told him seriously that he wanted to see Baoer.
His Royal Highness's deep eyes stared at Feng Wu.
His eyes were too bright, like the stars in the night sky, the bright people tightened.
Just when Feng Wu thought he would refuse, he didn't expect him to hum, nodded, and walked straight ahead.
When did Jun Linyuan speak so well? Feng Wu touched his nose, and was unimaginable.
Feng Wu did not expect that he would see Baoer in such a place.
An artificially refined golden palace, a sterile environment.
When they went in, they were very careful. They were afraid of covering with towels in their noses. They were wearing shoe covers on their feet, and even on clothes. They must wear a clean robe.
Baoer was lying on the cold white jade bed, and her body looked very weak, her face was pale and bloodless, and her arms were thin.
Because it was closed, Baoer looked like a vegetative, and there was no half vitality.
Such a treasure ...
Let her feel guilty.
If she did not steal Xianling fruit at the beginning, would Baoer won't be so serious?
Feng Wu was about to step forward, but a figure in the corner flashed and blocked in front of her.
Feng Wu frowned and looked at this cold -faced old lady.
The old lady was serious and fierce, and those eyes were sharp as a ice knife, shooting to Fengwu.
"Retreat!" His Royal Highness Shen Ning deeply, the gas field was terrible!
The old man retreated, his head down, and he dared not move more.
Feng Wu turned back and asked Jun Linyuan softly: "Can I give her the pulse? I want to see her physical condition. If possible, I want to cure her."
For Baoer, Feng Wu has a deep guilt in her heart. She wants to do everything possible to compensate.
Jun Linyuan's cold eyes stared at Feng Wu deeply and nodded lightly.
Feng Wu took a clean and cleaner, and wiped his hands before he began to give Baoer pulse.
When Feng Wu started to give Baoer's pulse, she knew how serious Baoer's disease was.
Feng Wu has never seen it, and a person will gather so many diseases.
There are more than one, but there are as many as twenty, from head to hand, to feet ... all are sick.
There are lumps in their brains, I have not tested it, I do n’t know if it is benign or nauseous.
There is also a lesion in her nose, as well as the throat, and then down ...
The most serious is heart disease, also known as exhaustion.
Her heart is inherently smaller and weak in pulse. It is a festival slower than ordinary people ...
Feng Wu: "..."
After covering Baoer's hand with a quilt, Feng Wu nodded to Jun Linyuan.
After leaving the Golden Hall, Feng Wu slowly spit out.
"Is this the golden palace you created for her?" Feng Wu looked at the palace curiously, but it was not connected to the ground.