The bright pool of blood on his chest was so eye-catching that it hurt her eyes and made them wet.
He gripped Su Luo's right hand tightly, pinching the joints hard, almost trying to break her wrist.
It hurts, it really hurts.
Su Luo bit her lower lip tightly. The pain made her feel that she would be crushed by him. She lowered her head and saw that the blood color on her wrist faded quickly, and the skin turned white. Nangong Liuyun's clenched fingers almost sank into the flesh.
So hard.
Su Luo was almost numb from the pain.
However, she kept her mouth shut, not daring to say a word, let alone remind him to let go.
Su Luo understood that he was in pain now.
The man fainted from the pain, but he was still in pain.
The pain he was enduring now was a thousand times greater than hers, and she was the one who caused all this. Why should she cry out in pain in front of him?
If that could ease her guilt, she hoped the pain would be more intense.
So the fair white wrist was squeezed to the point that the bones were almost broken. Su Luo trembled with pain, but she did not move. Her other hand wiped the smooth jade-like skin on his face steadily and slowly, inch by inch, and wiped away the dripping cold sweat.
Even after wiping it, his face was quickly covered with another layer.
He clenched his teeth, biting his lower lip until blood slowly flowed down.
A trace of pity flashed through Su Luo's heart. It was such a pity to ruin such beautiful thin lips with perfect lip shape... Su Luo didn't think twice and stretched out her fingers to support his teeth.
Pain...Su Luo frowned for a moment, but her body seemed to be frozen, motionless.
It was not until this moment that she realized how deep his pain was.
When Ling Feng came in, he saw this picture of peaceful and tranquil life.
He looked at Su Luo's wrist that was squeezed white and almost broken, and the other hand that was bitten and bleeding. A trace of surprise flashed across his deep eyes, followed by a flash of understanding.
From that day on, although he still raised his eyebrows and glared at Su Luo, he no longer had the malice and provocation he had at the beginning. This is a story for later.
When Ling Feng stepped out, he saw Xu San coming hurriedly, followed by an old man with white hair and eyebrows, and behind the old man was a little boy carrying a medicine box.
A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. He grabbed Xu San by the collar and asked, "Where's Leng?"
Didn't we invite Senior Alchemist Leng Yan? Why wasn't he the one who came?
Xu San's face was pale, and he felt sad and helpless. "Butler Xu is still guarding Master Leng's house. Master Leng has disappeared! Butler Xu has no choice but to ask us to invite Pharmacist Zuo to come first."
Pharmacist Zuo is an intermediate alchemist, one level lower than Leng Yan, but now we can only ask him to come and take a look, while Butler Xu is still thinking of a solution.
Pharmacist Zuo went in, took the patient's pulse, and then carefully examined him again. He frowned and said to Ling Feng and Su Luo, "It's too serious. I'm not sure at all. I have to ask Pharmacist Leng to come and take a look."
"If we can invite him, do we need to invite you?!" Ling Feng didn't give any face and got furious.
The injury to His Royal Highness Prince Jin almost made him lose his mind. He was like a roaring trapped beast, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.
Pharmacist Zuo was also helpless. Who told him that he was not strong enough?
Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun, who was shaking on the bed, frowned and asked, "I wonder how we can invite that Leng Pharmacist?"
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