Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

"Don't worry! She exhausted all her strength and was so anxious that she fell into coma. I have given her some medicine and she should wake up soon, but it depends on whether she wants to wake up. And what happens next?

The injury on the back must be cleaned immediately, otherwise it will become infected and leave ugly scars." The old doctor glanced at Murong Mingxun secretly.

"I'll bandage her. Leave the medicine and cloth behind so that people can go out and pull her up!" Murong Mingxun issued an order to expel the guest.

"How about that? I'm a doctor, I'll bandage it." After saying that, he leaned towards Qingqing on the bed.

Murong Mingxun pulled him up, sent him directly out of the door, and closed the door heavily.

"You kid, you treat me like this. I'm warning you, that girl can't do strenuous exercise now," the old doctor shouted reluctantly, with a naughty smile on his face, and left pretending to be angry.

What is this cunning old man thinking? I am not a beast, how could I do that to a seriously injured person? Murong Mingxun turned his attention to Qingqing, who was silently on the bed.

He looked at the originally white back, but it turned into blood. His heart was pinched hard in an instant, and he couldn't breathe in pain. He wished that the knife was stabbed in his body, at least his heart would not

It hurts so much.

The blood flowing out of the wound has dried and stuck to the clothes. A slight tug will cause the wound to bleed again. Murong Mingxun did not dare to use too much force, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to nervousness. After his unremitting efforts, he was finally bandaged.

complete.

He looked at her from a distance and smiled helplessly.

Suddenly, the "thunder and lightning" threw her whole body into the deep valley...

"Qingqing!"

He was as anxious as the wind, trying to catch her by the hem of her clothes before she fell into the abyss.

With a hiss, the corner of his clothes split open, and Qingqing fell straight down.

"No!" He shouted loudly and looked into the deep valley, only to see her lying there broken and bloody. He reached out his hand in disbelief, trying to hold her that had been broken into pieces. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch her.

she.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, and he just wanted to get closer, getting closer...

"Don't leave, come back." With a bang, his head hit the bedpost, making a crisp sound.

He opened his sleepy eyes, feeling bitter in his heart. It turned out to be a dream.

"Wake up, okay?" Murong Mingxun looked at Qing Qing, who was sleeping on the bed with a pale face. He smiled bitterly, "Do you have me in your dreams? Are they all Long Shuyu's figure" and answered me.

Murong Mingxun wanted to know the answer crazily, but unfortunately the person on the bed showed no sign of wanting to answer.