Mo Chuan behaved generously and generously in front of Shen Ning.
But as soon as he arrived at Doctor Zhang's residence, he felt even more unhappy.
Shen Ning almost immediately pulled Gu Qingze into the quiet room. Just when Mo Chuan was about to follow, she suddenly turned around.
"Mo Chuan, I have something very important to discuss with my master. Please wait outside. By the way, you must not let others eavesdrop on my conversation with my master. I believe you can do it, right? ?”
She smiled apologetically at him, and before he could answer, she closed the door and slammed him out.
Mo Chuan looked at the two closed doors, and the fire in his eyes almost burned the door panels.
This damn girl actually let him, a majestic emperor, act as a guard
Is there anything more insulting than this
He gritted his teeth and wanted to smash the door panel with his fist, and then drag out the skinny young man inside who was always sitting in a wheelchair and give him a good lesson.
But when I thought about it, it was this guy who had just worked so hard to develop the blueprint for the mountain-pushing crossbow, and it was he who saved Chu Shaobai from the Palace of Hell.
The fist he pumped out stopped in mid-air.
Forget it, considering that this guy still has some talent and that he is Ning'er's master, he will bear it.
Mo Chuan took a deep breath and suppressed the turbid air in his chest.
Since he wanted to do it, he would do it best. Not only would he not let others eavesdrop on their conversation, he would also never eavesdrop on it himself.
Mo Chuan went directly into the room next to Chu Shaobai.
Doctor Zhang was standing guard in front of the bed with a dull expression. It wasn't until Mo Chuan came to his side that he realized that when he came back to his senses and realized that the person in front of him was actually Mo Chuan, Doctor Zhang almost fell off the chair. Go down.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I would like to pay my respects to you."
Mo Chuan stretched out his hand to help, and Doctor Zhang could no longer kneel down and stood up with a respectful look on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, is Shaobai still awake?"
Mo Chuan asked softly, his eyes falling on Chu Shaobai's face with concern.
The current Chu Shaobai looked very different from the living dead before.
His face has gradually regained its luster, and there is still a faint trace of blood. He has a quiet expression with his eyes closed, sleeping very peacefully, and the corners of his mouth are slightly curved upward, as if he is having a beautiful dream.
This look made Mo Chuan dare not speak loudly for fear of waking him up from that dream.
"Yes, King Jing'an has not woken up." Doctor Zhang replied in a low voice.
Mo Chuan noticed the confusion on his face and asked, "Is there any danger in Shaobai's condition? Or is it a recurrence?"
"No, not at all. King Jing'an is in very good condition now. The old minister just checked his pulse. His pulse has become stronger and stronger, and his inner breath has been running slowly."
Mo Chuan was stunned. He thought that Chu Shaobai had an accident, so Doctor Zhang looked worried.
"Why are you looking so sad, Doctor Zhang, but you have been working too hard during this period? Let's take a good rest for a few days. Isn't there an ancient doctor here? I will send Xiao Si here to take care of Shao Bai."
"It's not hard, I'm not hard at all." Dr. Zhang waved his hands repeatedly: "I am happier than anything else to see King Jing'an getting better day by day, but..."
He hesitated to speak.