Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

In the end, the eldest lady of the Yun family was sent back to the east house and back to her room.

Moreover, it was the distinguished chief who carried it back in person.

The doctor came quickly, and the abandoned medicine was quickly cooked and delivered.

The kicked-in door to the room was quickly repaired. There were many military guards guarding the door, and not even a fly could fly in.

The sickly beauty, who had untied her cloak, lay weakly on the bed, her eyes closed and her eyebrows furrowed.

She was probably really uncomfortable. After returning to a warm environment, the cold air that had accumulated in her lungs completely burst out.

He coughed violently, until he seemed to cough up his liver and intestines.

The strong sense of rejection between her soul body and her host body made her feel so much pain in her chest that she couldn't breathe.

She covered her handkerchief and kept coughing.

Even though I couldn't open my eyes, I still kept coughing, which was frightening.

In the soft handkerchief, the bright red liquid slowly spread.

Like flowers blooming gorgeously, life is slowly passing by.

It's impossible to catch it.

The doctor who was checking her pulse had sweat on his forehead.

The man in front of him, who was supposed to be commanding thousands of troops, was quietly watching the person on the bed without saying a word.

She coughed violently and her complexion became even pale.

Shortness of breath, gasping for air.

The pretty little face was like a crumbling flower on a rainy night, as if it was about to disappear.

When he coughed up blood, his cold gaze fell on him calmly.

It seemed that she was already a little impatient for waiting for his consultation.

"how?"

The doctor trembled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Guan...Guan Ye, Miss, she..."

Hopeless.

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the gun triggering came from the back of his head.

A cold, hard touch came, as if something was pressing against him.

"..." The doctor's words were stuck in his throat and could not come out again.

"Guan...Guan Ye, the young lady has had asthma since she was a child. She can't touch the cold. In addition, the young lady had a high fever two days ago, making her body even weaker..."

I have been exposed to the wind for so long today, and the disease has entered my internal organs. This is basically...

Even the Daluo gods can’t save her...

The doctor didn't dare to tell the truth, so he hurriedly changed his words, "I will prescribe medicine right now. I will try my best to treat the young lady. Please don't worry, sir, don't worry, sir..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was immediately covered and dragged away forcefully.

Show no mercy.

The leader, who was dressed in military uniform, glanced outside the bead curtain and said, "Go and bring Lu Zongsheng."

The adjutant outside the bead curtain immediately saluted, "Yes! Chief!"

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Soon the only people left in the room were the person on the hospital bed and the chief minister who was slowly wiping her hands.

Due to wrestling, her delicate palms were full of scratches, which was very shocking.

She was still coughing, but it wasn't as severe.

The light red lips were stained with bright red blood.

The watery and moist eyes opened slightly into a slit.

Her beautiful face, under the dim light, was as white as jade, delicate and dazzling.

She was covered with a quilt, her long hair was disheveled, and her consciousness seemed chaotic.

She looked vaguely at the man sitting by the bed, wiping her hands, and seemed to make a weak sound.

Like a kitten, gently and with a soft nasal voice.

"Nine songs..."

The leader's movements suddenly stopped and his eyes darkened slightly.