"Mo Chuan, have you rested?" Shen Ning turned around and saw that Mo Chuan was already standing behind her, his eyes regained their vitality.
Mo Chuan nodded and reached into the secret compartment with his right hand. When he pulled his hand back, there was already a roll of something in his palm.
He stuffed the volume into his arms and pushed it up into the hidden compartment, and the bookcase returned to its original compartment.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Shen Ning didn't ask what the thing was.
"Miss! The ancient miracle doctor is here!" Xiao Ru's voice came from behind.
She turned around and saw Xiao Ru running towards her panting with Gu Qingze's medicine box on his back, his face flushed and beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.
"Zhui Feng... How is Zhui Feng? Is he, is he dead?"
At a glance, Xiao Ru saw Zhui Feng lying on the ground, with blood around the corners of his mouth, his face pale, his eyes closed, motionless. His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his voice suddenly became choked.
"He's not dead, but if you curse him again, you might curse him to death."
Shen Ning pinched her cheek, looked at Gu Qingze, and called: "Master!"
Gu Qingze looked sleepy. He was obviously woken up from his sleep this time, and then hurried into the palace. He didn't have time to sit on his chair. He walked in a hurry along the way, and his clothes and shoes were not as neat as usual. It looked like In Shen Ning's eyes, she just felt moved.
With Gu Qingze's temperament, he wouldn't take it seriously even if the sky fell. He hated being woken up when he was sleeping, but as soon as he shouted, he rushed over.
She will remember this kindness firmly in her heart.
"What happened here? An assassin came?"
Gu Qingze frowned and looked at Shen Ning, with deep concern in his eyes: "Girl Shen, are you injured?"
Shen Ning shook her head: "I'm not injured, Zhui Feng was seriously injured."
"Chasing the wind?"
The concern in Gu Qingze's eyes immediately disappeared, and the expression on his face became indifferent again.
"That kid can't die." He said calmly.
"The ancient miracle doctor, please save him, you must save him!" Xiao Ru grabbed his sleeves in a hurry and begged, her big eyes full of tears.
She originally hated Zhui Feng when she saw him, but when she saw Zhui Feng lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if being grabbed by a big invisible hand, and the pain made her breathless. .
"Don't you like seeing him? He is dead and you have peace in front of you. From now on, there will be one less person in the world that you hate. Why are you crying!"
Gu Qingze glanced at Xiaoru and said a rare word to her.
Xiaoru was stunned immediately and looked at Gu Qingze blankly.
"I... When did I hate him? I... I don't hate him!" She murmured, reaching out to wipe her tears, and suddenly remembered, yes, she hated Zhui Feng.
Just the day before, she had gritted her teeth and stomped her feet and hated Zhui Feng so much that it was because Zhui Feng had saved her. In order to express her gratitude, she personally embroidered a purse and gave it to him, but he refused without mercy. .
When she thought about this incident, a big piece of cotton stuck in her heart, and she hated the mention of Zhuifeng.
She also once swore that she would never see Zhui Feng again in her life!
But then she suddenly discovered that Zhui Feng was going to die, and the hatred and disgust in her heart suddenly disappeared. She had never wanted him to die, never!