The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Chu San said to Su Luo: "You go in, we are waiting for you outside the door."

At this time, several of them are not suitable for entering.

Su Luo nodded calmly and pushed in. When he closed the door, Su Shi left a serious sentence: "No one can come in without my permission."

Ning Tianyi was stunned by the expression of Su Li: "She thought she was who, no one was allowed to go in!"

Chu three long sighed.

If he does not know that Su Luo is a royal refining pharmacist from Yao Wang, his confidence in Su Luo will not be enough.

However, this matter, the Association of Refining Pharmacists has died, and it is absolutely not allowed to disclose it. Otherwise, Chu San knows that when he is not only at that time, the Chu family will also bear the anger of the Association of Refining Pharmacists.

Therefore, Chu San did not say good-naturedly: "This Shantou medical technique is good, plus the person who is the second in the palace, so take a look, anyway, the situation will not be worse than now."

Having said that, Ning Tianyi is full of unbelief.

Su Luo pushed the door and saw the Nangong Liuyun lying on the snow-white soft couch. Even if he was in a coma, he still had a gas field that refused to be thousands of miles away.

He seems to have set up a barrier around himself.

When facing him, the people around him will unconsciously shun the house and keep a distance from him.

He has the aristocratic condescending alienation, and if he is not to be active, others cannot reach him.

Su Luo stood in front of Nangong Liuyun soft couch and looked at the beautiful face.

His coma is not short, his handsome face is too pale because of excessive blood loss, because the coma has been reduced for a long time, the good-looking lip is chapped because of the loss of water, only to look at it, the original of the Soviet Union Calm, it will linger a thousand miles, the heart is tight, the sour and sore pain.

The mouth said that he didn't care, he thought he really didn't care, but when he saw such a weak one, the instinctive heartache ran out to blame.

Su Luo took a deep breath and forced the emotions of the ups and downs because she had more important things to do.

She walked to the Nangong Liuyun soft-bed, half-squatting down on his side, and the white-handed hand touched his wrist.

The breath of Su Dao’s mouthful mouth finally calmed down his mind and gave him a pulse to see his condition.

After spending half an hour, Su Luo finally finally checked the body of Nangong Liuyun carefully.

In the course of the inspection, how many times the Sushuai wanted to cry and forced to hold back.

She just couldn't understand. She didn't have much separation from Nangong Liuyun. How could he make his body in such a short period of time?

In addition to the internal injuries that fell with the cold seven, he had no more than ten incidents of big and small injuries. He didn’t care, he ignored it! Now that youth is okay, when I am old, these dark injuries accumulate at the tipping point, and they erupt together, just like Tang Lao...

Tang Lao’s wounds and deaths are also incurable. What she can do is to delay the life of his old man.

"Why don't you care for your body!" Su Luo was both distressed and annoyed, screaming at the pale face due to excessive blood loss.

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were closed and there was no sign of recovery.

"Chu San said, you are because I have lost too much blood, then I will return the blood to you." Su Luo quietly looked at the face of the world, the voice is light, like a feather, " In this way, we will not owe each other."