The heart had stopped beating, and the young master pulled the person back from the ghost gate with a few simple words.

Now it's just a fever, and the doctor thinks it's not a problem at all.

As long as the young master says a word, Miss Feng's high fever will be eliminated immediately!

Shangguan Yagu: "...... Send it to my tent, and if anything goes wrong, you all come to see me! ”

"Yes!"

The doctors and nurses carefully moved Feng Luoluo off the operating table and pushed him to Shangguan Yagu's tent.

The huge luxurious tent has set aside a special place to make the layout of a high-class ward, whether it is medical equipment or household appliances, all of which are flown in from London.

A few hours ago, Shangguan Yagu came back with Luo Luo, who was covered in blood, and Bai Jian had already started to make arrangements.

Yiqiē is all in order to give Feng Luoluo the best environment to recuperate.

Bai Jian originally wanted to build yì to send Feng Luoluo back to the mercenary school, after all, the facilities there were better and the environment was good.

It's a pity that Feng Luoluo's body is too weak to be suitable for long-distance flights at all.

If she is forcibly taken back, not only will it not do any good, but it will also cause more damage to Miss Feng's body.

After thinking about it, Bai Jian suppressed this idea,

did not mention yì to Shangguan Yagu, and sent the person back to the mercenary school.

After the operation, it is even more impossible for Bai Jian to mention yì -

Feng Luoluo has been suffering from a high fever, and he is not out of danger yet, so it is still unknown whether he can stifle it.

At this time, what Miss Feng needs most is to lie down and recuperate, and choose to get the fever down.

Instead of traveling back a long way.

Rash action will not only not help, but will also aggravate Miss Feng's injuries.

So, Bai Jian took advantage of the time when the young master asked him to check on Feng Luoluo's family and arranged these.

Shangguan Yagu was very satisfied with this and waved his hand.

Bai Jian didn't move, twisted his eyebrows, and stared at Shangguan Yagu's face.

"What? Anything else? ”

Bai Jian, "Young Master, your face ...... How does it feel? Should I be treated by a doctor? ”

Yesterday, after Miss Feng left, the young master's face suddenly swollen very big for some reason, and there were faint palm prints, which looked very much like he had been slapped several times......

Bai Jian thought about it, and felt that it was impossible-

Who has the courage to do something to the young master?

It's not that he ate the heart of a bear and plucked the feathers of a tiger's mouth.

Probably the young master accidentally fell and hit somewhere.

Bai Jian thought back that last night, there was a loud noise in the young master's tent.

It should have been at that time that I fell.

His attention has been on catching Feng Luoluo, and Shangguan Yagu didn't notice for a moment, there was something wrong with his face-

The picture drawn by Feng Luoluo to Shangguan Yagu was wiped by his subordinates.

Until now, Shangguan Yagu has never looked in the mirror, so it is naturally impossible to find that when Feng Luoluo fled, he rewarded Shangguan Yagu several times and swollen his face.

Bai Jian's words drew Shangguan Yagu's attention back, and he was shocked that his cheeks were faintly swollen and painful,

"Mirror."

The white sword handed over the mirror.

“……”

“……”

“……”

"Smack-"

The mirror cracks hard!

Damn woman!

Dare to slap him, it's too long!

The figure of Leng Ran and his shoulders appeared next to Feng Luoluo's bed in an instant.

His movements were so fast that Bai Jian didn't have time to react at all.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Luoluo's throat had been tightly twisted.