The confusion of her thoughts made her unable to sit down anymore, she slapped the desk with her hand, and simply cleaned up the experimental equipment, Su Muran got up, and after feeding the Gu worms, she consciously launched the spiritual realm.

"Hmm."

Su Muran, who had just woken up, was sour by a sour feeling of numbness in his body.

Leg... The leg is numb......

Su Muran held his thighs with both hands and slowly moved his body to lie flat, his eyes were red with tears in his eyes.

Su Muran, who had been relieved for a while, finally lost the pain of sour numbness, she turned her face slightly, and her face was as familiar as ever, her black eyelashes droggled and drooped, the bridge of her nose was high, and her face was delicately sharpened, but unlike usual, because of the seriousness of her pale complexion, she always gave a feeling of cold and pure desire of a sick beauty.

Su Muran moved her body, next to him but controlled the strength, she was afraid of touching his wounds, her slender fingers gently caressed his face, and rubbed the broken hair on his forehead for him from time to time.

"Xianggong ......"

She muttered in her voice, wanting him to reply to her, but she didn't want her abruptness to disturb his dreams, but she always hoped that he would wake up.

I fantasized about what it would be like when he woke up, and he would probably call her affectionately, "Lady...", or kiss her neck—

What about her? What will she do? Hate him? Probably the moment she met his deep eyes, she had already sunk......

Sure enough, fantasy is fantasy after all, and she still failed to wake him up.

Su Muran's fingertips continued to tremble, and she tried her best to restrain her hand, gently withdrawing it and placing it on his wrist.

Cool... It's so cool......

The tip of her nose seemed to be borrowed into some annoying worm, which always made her nose uncomfortable, and her teardrops were as unscrupulous as the embankment.

A thousand hoops, really a thousand hoops.

Su Muran, who couldn't lie down anymore, sat up, and her chest rose and fell because she saw his devastation, she gently lifted the futon and examined his whole body.

On top of the blood-red stained brocade wrapped in gauze, the particularly stark protrusion between the waist aroused her idea.

With such a thick package, the vigilance of a professional doctor told her that this must be a forbidden place for a serious wound that pierced the skin.

Su Muran's brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were full of pity.

Closing her eyes and activating her consciousness, she took out surgical scissors, disinfectant hydrogen peroxide, gauze and other medical supplies from the spiritual space, and gently... Gently, she used surgical scissors to cut open the bulging sac attached to his waist.

At the first glance, there were black and yellow intertwined blood stains and medicine residues, and the wounds were mostly scabbed, but the obvious traces of the deep penetration of the arrows still remained, and the ravine-like eyes were always shocking.

Su Muran's hanging hand paused slightly, his eyes first moved for a while, and then he was flustered, his fingertips lightly tapped his wound, but his heart was tingling and sleepless as if it had been suddenly withdrawn.

"Hmm-"

The pain numbed her whole body, and the hand that touched him suddenly withdrew, covering her chest with one hand and supporting the couch with the other.

Blood oozed from the bite on his lips, and the sideburns on his forehead were wet.

Su Muran looked at the wound on his waist, and felt more and more self-blame and regret.

No... No... No... I haven't reworked on his wounds, and I haven't determined the cause and timing of his shackles, so I can't fall—

"Hmm... Not... Ahem..."

The fishy sweetness in his throat surged, Su Muran bit his lip and bit it tighter, covering his sleeves, afraid that he would suddenly wake up and see his embarrassment-

With a slight pause in his hand, Su Muran's eyes dimmed, and he turned to a silent sob.

Wake up? How could he wake up in this situation? Are you thinking about peaches (fart eating)?

Su Muran laughed at himself in his heart, his fingers skillfully walked through the acupuncture points on his body, and sealed the acupuncture points without hesitation, shielding his pain.

The pain doesn't kill her, since that's the case, it's better to ignore it and do something for him-

Su Muran leaned over slightly and gently dropped a kiss between his lips, her cheeks were slightly sideways, she gently shook his earlobe, just like he was so gentle with her at the beginning, she murmured softly, and her tear-red face pulled a slight arc.

"Xianggong, I'm here, you'll be fine."

This time it was her, and she stayed on his neck for a moment, then got up, her hands quickly tending to his wound, her eyes becoming calm and fearless.

As she sanitized his wounds, she found a small piece of broken iron in a very remote corner of the flesh.

Slowly, Su Muran took out the medical tweezers for her, originally she didn't pay attention to it, thinking that maybe the master didn't notice the residual debris when he pulled out the arrow for him.

However, the moment the iron filings swept in front of her, the smell of the exclusive thousand arrow hoops hit her, which made her feel in a trance.

Through a close look, the bloodstained red end of the medicine entered her eyes, and her fingers were gently twisted, holding it to the tip of her nose and sniffing it gently.

Be... Residual poison powder from a thousand hoops!

"Arrows... Poison powder—" Su Muran muttered, "Could it be—"Could it be... Is it the arrow feather on the day when Xianggong faced the army of Sakuhara?

After lowering his eyebrows and pondering for a moment, Su Muran shook his head and denied his guess.

No, no, the thousand arrows are very poisonous, and the characteristics are extremely special, not to mention that the raw materials are difficult to find, even if they are everywhere, there are few doctors who will do this kind of to prevent human temperament. The poison of desire——

Suddenly, Su Muran's mind flashed Tuoba Huachen's gaze at her, and he was more melancholy than before, and he ......

Although Su Muran probably guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight, he still didn't want to believe it, but... If you don't believe it, how can you explain it?!

Su Muran's eyes were closed, and he shook his head vigorously, thinking that it would be more appropriate for him to argue with his master before making a conclusion.

So, she bandaged his wound and covered it with a quilt, and then crept out of bed, put on her shoes, and closed the door.

"Master—Master—"

“......”

Su Muran called softly a few times, but no one answered.

Forehead... This... Didn't the old man say that it was just outside the door......

Su Muran is currently living in a very luxurious mansion, and everything is in order.

Merely... For a person who has lived here for more than ten days (may be), but has no idea how many days he has been lying down, it is like an ordinary person coming to a strange place, like a headless fly, headless and brainless.

Just when Su Muran didn't know how far she had walked and returned to the same place, in the distance, she saw a little maid who was showering water.

Don't ask now, but when!