Grandma Gong looked at Feng Wu puzzled: "Ah?"
Feng Wu: "Besides, these eight words were thought of by His Majesty, not His Highness."
Mistress Gong: "How could it be? This is what my Majesty wrote with my own eyes. His Majesty didn't even come here."
Feng Dance: "..."
Grandma Gong looked at Feng Wu: "Miss Wu, our Royal Highness treats you..."
Feng Wu: "Cough, I want to see Jun Linyuan. To be precise, I want to see Bao'er."
Mistress Gong: "Your Highness, Your Highness is in the practice room!"
Feng Wu: "I'll go to the practice room to find him."
Feng Wu really found Jun Linyuan in the practice room.
His Royal Highness wore a black robe and put his hands behind him, arrogant and cold.
Feng Wu told him seriously that he wanted to see Baoer.
His Royal Highness's deep eyes stared at Feng Wu.
His eyes were too bright, like the stars in the night sky, and the bright people felt nervous.
Just when Feng Wu thought he would refuse, he didn't expect him to snort, nodded, and walked straight ahead.
When did Jun Linyuan speak so well? Feng Wu touched her nose, a little unimaginable.
Feng Wu did not expect to see Bao'er in such a place.
A man-made golden palace, a sterile environment.
When they entered, they were very careful, covering their mouths and noses with towels, wearing shoe covers on their feet, and even wearing a clean robe over their clothes.
Bao'er was lying on the cold white jade bed, looking very weak, with a pale face and skinny arms.
Because it was sealed off, Bao'er looked like a vegetative person, without any vitality.
Such a baby...
Make her feel guilty.
If she hadn't stole the fairy fruit, wouldn't Bo'er be so serious
Feng Wu was about to step forward to check her pulse, but a figure flashed out of the corner, blocking her.
Feng Wu frowned and looked at the cold-faced old mama.
The old mama was serious and fierce, and those eyes were as sharp as ice knives, and they shot at Feng Wu fiercely.
"Retreat!" His Royal Highness's deep eyes were condensed, his aura was terrifying!
The old mama immediately stepped back, her head lowered, and she didn't dare to move any more.
Feng Wu turned back and asked Jun Linyuan softly: "Can I give her a pulse? I want to see her physical condition, and if possible, I want to heal her."
For Bao'er, Feng Wu has deep guilt in her heart, and she wants to do everything possible to make up for it.
Jun Linyuan's icy eyes stared deeply at Feng Wu and nodded lightly.
Feng Wu wiped her hands with a clean handkerchief before she began to feel the pulse of Baoer.
When Feng Wu began to take Bao'er's pulse, she realized how serious Bao'er's illness was.
Feng Wu has never seen so many diseases in one person.
There are not only one kind of her, but as many as twenty kinds, from the head to the hands to the feet... all of them are diseases.
There is a lump in the brain, which has not been tested, and it is not known whether it is benign or nauseating.
She also has lesions in her nose, and so is her throat, and further down...
The most serious is heart disease, also known as heart failure.
Her heart is naturally small, her pulse is thin and weak, and she is born to beat a beat slower than ordinary people...
Feng Dance: "..."
After covering Bao'er's hand with the quilt, Feng Wu nodded to Jun Linyuan.
After leaving the Golden Palace, Feng Wu slowly exhaled.
"Is this the golden palace you built for her?" Feng Wu looked at the palace curiously, but it was not connected to the ground.
(End of this chapter)