"Okay! Just take a good rest of your appearance!" Looking at her red eyes, I couldn't bear to say more.
As soon as I sat up from the bed, the sun's rays came in. Even though I was wearing a shading tape in front of my eyes, I was still a little uncomfortable with the light.
I stretched out my hand to block the sunlight, and after a long while, I gradually got used to the light.
"Miss! The maidservant knew that she was wrong..." Tao'er apologized to me with a puffed face.
I shook my head, and got out of bed with a sigh. Under Tao'er's wait on her, she put on the heavy clothes.
Just after washing up, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside.
Tao'er and I looked at each other, thinking that something happened to the moths, someone would come to ask for something!
"Miss Ye! Miss Ye! Quick... Third Young Master, Third Young Master..." The door was pushed open from the outside, and four or five girls plopped, and a piece of money fell on my knees.
I was surprised when I swept them, then looked at Tao'er, and thought: Which one is this singing again
"Miss Ye! My young master... he, he... please save my young master, please..." The headed girl knelt and knelt towards me and moved towards me.
I was taken aback. I hurriedly got up from the seat and said to Tao'er: "Tao'er! Help them up!"
I am not an omnipotent god, let alone the supreme being who controls their destiny. I really can't stand it, they bow down like this.
"Yes!" Tao'er replied, and hurriedly put down the comb in his hand, and went to hold on to the headed girl.
But the girl insisted on kneeling on the ground, begging me in tears, "I beg Miss Ye to show mercy and save my young master!"
I twisted my eyebrows and thought: It's broken! It should be Na Murong Yu, maybe his injury has worsened!
"Tao'er! Hurry up! Quickly follow me to Murong Yu's yard to have a look!" I beckoned to Tao'er. Tao'er immediately turned back and walked towards Murong Yu's yard next door with my hand.
Leaving aside these girls begging, can I know the whereabouts of Xuan Cang's heart from Ye Ziwei's mouth, and it depends on whether Na Murong Yu can recover!
Don't want him, just die for me like this!
I didn't care about the pain in my right foot all the way. With Tao'er's support, I almost ran towards the courtyard next door.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the yard, I saw that there were already a lot of people inside and outside at this time.
I didn't care to see who were there, and rushed towards Murong Yu's room.
The people standing at the door seemed to know me, and no one stopped me as an uninvited guest, but gave way to both sides automatically so that I could get in the house more quickly.
When I walked into the room, I saw some people sitting inside. Especially at the head of Murong Yu's bed, besides Master Murong and his eldest son Murongchen, the fourth son Murongque, the seventh son Murongya and Murongzhen, there is also a gray beard and a very shrewd old man in brocade clothes and eyebrows sitting in the middle.
Seeing him carrying the wooden box in his hand, it looked a bit like what an ancient doctor used when visiting a doctor. Looking at the extraordinary clothes on his body, it is not difficult to guess that this person should be the imperial physician in the palace.
I looked back at the outside of the room. When I first came in, I was in a hurry, as if there were also a few old men who dressed similarly to this old man.
It seems that Murong Yu's situation has really reached a state of life and death.
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The imperial doctors all looked like he could do nothing. What can I do if I don't even understand medical skills
But I have already arrived here, and I can't tolerate me backing down.
Taking a deep breath, I bite the bullet and walked inside.
The old lady looked at me and said in doubt: "This girl is..."
"This woman is the eldest daughter of Master Ye, whose name is Zili!" Master Murong answered.
I blessed Master Murong and the old lady, and raised my eyes to Murong Que who was standing aside. He frowned slightly and looked sideways at Murong Yu on the bed.
Looking along his line of sight, through the thin shading cloth, I saw Murong Yu lying on the bed exuding bursts of black air. Seeing that, it was really dying, and the soul body had lost its semi-detached state.
"Oops!" I can't think about why I can suddenly see the human soul in the day. I was anxious and wanted to step forward and check.
But the right foot couldn't keep up with the speed, and the body fell forward at once.
"Miss!" Tao'er exclaimed, but she was a step too late to step forward.
I stretched out both hands at the right time to support my lazy waist.
I raised my head in astonishment, and saw Murong Que looking down at me with a slight sorrow, a pair of dark eyes faintly flashed with anger.
I touched my nose in wonder, wondering where did I provoke him? Why do you see me, such an angry look
"Quer! Quickly help Miss Ye and let her take a look for Yuer!" Master Murong exhorted.
Murong Que, who was about to let go and return, trembled, so he calmly supported me and walked to the bedside carefully.
I half leaned against Murong Que, and smelled a trace of blood from him.
My brows frowned slightly, and I looked up at Murong Que. Except for the red scratch on his face, there seemed to be no wounds on the surface. It's just that the smell of blood on his body, but it doesn't seem to be caused by the blood on his face!
Is it possible... Is it because he was infected with blood from someone else? I twisted my eyebrows and guessed.
"Here!" Murong Que snorted coldly, reminding me that I had arrived. I slowed down, and he immediately withdrew his hand and stepped aside.
I looked at him depressedly, and in a blink of an eye, I met Master Murong's thoughtful eyes again.
"And my third and fourth son, which girl do you prefer?" The words that Master Murong said before leaving last night echoed in his ears.
My cheeks were a little hot, and I immediately lowered my head to avoid Master Murong's sight.
Seeing me coming forward, the old lady immediately packed up my things and stood up, giving way to the side.
Xu thought that I wanted to diagnose Murong Yu's pulse, but I didn't even put away the pulse pillow on the bed.
"Thank you!" Thanks to the doctor, I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
Looking at Murong Yu, who was as gray as death, on the bed, my heart was also lost for a while. I reached out and touched his hand, then turned sideways to poke his forehead and cheeks.
This Murong Yu was cold all over, and his fingers were already stiff. Looking at the appearance, it is clearly dead.
But when I just put my hand to his neck, I could still vaguely perceive that he still has a breath.
My actions made the people on the side dumbfounded.
The old lady asked suspiciously: "Miss Ye! You are..."
After the old doctor's words, I suddenly came back to my senses and noticed that the people in the room were still there.