Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Xiaoyu immediately took a step forward and embraced Mu Ziling, who had fallen forward, in his arms, and his movements inadvertently became gentle.

He frowned slightly with thick eyebrows, and looked down at Mu Ziling, who was in his arms with a pale face, limp and passed out. A trace of pity and heartache that he didn't even notice flashed in those starry eyes that were as black as ink.

Long Xiaoyu hugged Mu Ziling in his arms like a princess, then turned around, then accurately found the location of the guest room, and strode towards the guest room.

Letian and Mu Zhenguo also found Mu Ziling who passed out in Long Xiaoyu's arms, and they were startled.

"Ling'er—" Mu Zhenguo cried out, and hurriedly stepped up to follow.

Le Tian couldn't help crying secretly in his heart.

It's over, it's over, this is miserable, Princess Qi is really exhausted!

Le Tian just paused for a second, and then quickly followed.

Long Xiaoyu gently placed Mu Ziling on the bed.

"Xiaoyu, let me see the princess first." Without Long Xiaoyu's reminder, Le Tian took the initiative to step forward quickly, put his fingers on Mu Ziling's slender left wrist, and carefully felt her pulse.

However, Le Tian was taken aback by this pulse diagnosis.

Mu Ziling's pulse was vague and intermittent, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to diagnose it at all, and there was an unknown air current flowing over your shoulder.

If he just fainted from exhaustion, his pulse would not be so weak, as if his life would end in the next second.

Long Xiaoyu's dark and gloomy gaze was like a cold moon, as if it was the brightest focus in the night sky, staring at Le Tian without blinking.

"Doctor Le, how are you?" Mu Zhenguo also stared at Le Tian, ​​and asked anxiously.

Le Tian frowned slightly, and said with a complicated expression: "Princess Wangfei's pulse is weak, and she doesn't look like she's tired, but like life—"

"Not like?" Long Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes dangerously, stared at Le Tian coldly, and interrupted his words.

Letian trembled in his heart, and immediately changed his words: "I haven't checked it clearly yet, I'll take another look."

Even though Le Tian's face was calm and indifferent, when he received Long Xiaoyu's cold gaze, his heart still shuddered suddenly.

Seeing that Mu Ziling's face was haggard and pale, he was indeed fainted from exhaustion. In fact, with Le Tian's medical skills, he didn't need to feel his pulse, he just had to take a look to know what was going on with Mu Ziling.

But just now Le Tian really just took a pulse, did not check carefully, maybe the diagnosis was wrong.

Le Tian half got up and raised his hand to lift Mu Ziling's closed eyelids, probed her breath again, and observed her carefully.

Mu Ziling's pupils were of normal size, and his snort was also normal breathing.

"It's weird." Le Tian murmured, and he pulled Mu Ziling's other wrist uncertainly to feel his pulse.

Here the pulse beats normally.

But--

Le Tian immediately changed his original left wrist again, his pulse was still intermittent, and that unknown air flow seemed to want to separate Mu Ziling's left hand from his body.

Le Tian put away his complicated look and stood up.

"There is nothing wrong with the princess's body, but she fell asleep due to exhaustion," Le Tian confirmed now, and said honestly.

And the strong air flow on Mu Ziling's shoulders seems to be—

Le Tian glanced at Mu Ziling's left hand, paused, frowned slightly, and continued: "The problem lies in this left hand, there is a pulse obstructed by airflow on the shoulder, is the princess's shoulder affected—"

At this moment, Mu Ziling on the bed suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw Le Tian standing by the bed at a glance, completely ignoring the other people in the room.

She interrupted Le Tian's words anxiously and excitedly: "Le Tian, ​​I have a way to detoxify my mother's body from the toxin that gnaws at her body. Hurry up, I need your help again."

Anxious and excited tone with deep tiredness.

With that said, Mu Ziling wanted to struggle to prop up his arms and stand up.

A bone-piercing pain suddenly came from his shoulder.

"Ah, it hurts so much—" The unexpected pain made Mu Ziling cry out.

"Ling'er, how are you?" Mu Zhenguo suddenly became anxious again.

This unvoiced cry of pain made Mu Zhenguo's heart tighten for a moment, and he hastily walked to the bedside.

In the next second, Mu Zhenguo stopped in his tracks suddenly, because a figure flashed like the wind and walked away one step ahead of him.

"Where does it hurt?" Long Xiaoyu leaned over to look at Mu Ziling, with an imperceptible hint of distress and anxiety flashing across his expression.

Mu Ziling doesn't even have the time to think about why Long Xiaoyu suddenly appeared, she covered her shoulder with one hand, her clenched teeth slightly loosened: "Shoulders...shoulders."

No matter how much she hurt Mu Ziling, she would never cry out again, the pain just now was caught off guard, so she subconsciously called out.

Long Xiaoyu immediately stretched out his slender fingers to rest on the pulse of Mu Ziling's left wrist.

"Princess, did you have any injuries on your left shoulder?" Letian asked again what he had just interrupted.

Before Mu Ziling could speak, Long Xiaoyu had already said in a deep voice: "Prick the Xuan Palm."

Le Tian was stunned for a moment, he was just guessing just now.

It really is Xuan Xuan Palm!

The air flow on Mu Ziling's shoulders is really the work of Xuan Xuan Palm, but isn't Xuan Xuan Palm a unique martial art of the Cang Qiong Sect? How could Princess Qi get stabbed in Xuanzhang.

The Xuanzhang Palm cannot be cured by medical skills, and no matter how advanced the medical skills are, it cannot be detected. People without martial arts and internal strength will not be able to see the Xuanzhang Palm at all.

But Long Xiaoyu's martial arts are unfathomable, and his internal strength is even more unfathomable. It can be seen at once, Le Tian is not surprised.

Mu Zhenguo was also stunned. Although he had been in the imperial court for many years, he knew more or less about the Jianghu affairs. When did Ling'er mess with someone from the Sky Sect?

Mu Ziling didn't know what Long Xiaoyu was talking about about piercing the mysterious palm, anyway, she only knew that her left shoulder seemed to be being torn by something, and it was in great pain.

This shoulder was beaten by the man in black a few days ago, and now she doesn't want to talk about her being assassinated in front of Mu Zhenguo.

The Xingchen system checked that the shoulder is fine, so it is fine, and the pain may pass after a while.

Li En's illness can't wait any longer, and now Mu Ziling is in so much pain that she can't get up, this matter can only be helped by Letian.

Mu Ziling secretly took a deep breath, endured the pain, and was about to finish speaking in one go: "Le Tian, ​​I've already thought of a way to save my mother, now I have to hurry—"

However, before Mu Ziling finished speaking, he was interrupted by an extremely cold voice.

"You dare to try it!" Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling with gloomy cold eyes, and his cold words carried a strong warning.

Moment!

The originally warm temperature in the room dropped to freezing point!

Le Tian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the cold breath spread to his heart again, enveloping his warm heart firmly.

At this moment, Le Tian finally understood what it means to catch fire at the city gate and bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

Concubine Qi, you are in danger of protecting yourself, so don't be brave anymore.

Even the majestic and unyielding General Mu Da, who commanded millions of soldiers, felt his heart skip a beat at this moment because of Long Xiaoyu's majestic aura.

Mu Ziling's heart trembled for a moment, his teeth were still clenched, and his clear eyes met Long Xiaoyu's cold gaze without showing any weakness.

Seeing this scene, Le Tian couldn't help giving Mu Ziling a thumbs up silently in his heart.

Pray, princess, hello!

It's all over now, but still dare to meet His Highness Qi Wang's gaze with righteousness and awe, an ordinary person would have died of fright.

Mu Ziling kept her mouth shut and stared at Long Xiaoyu angrily, her pale and tired face was full of stubbornness.

Bad guy, warned her again, and still so fierce to her!

What's wrong with her wanting to save her mother?

And she didn't say that she would go in person, even if she wanted to, she was powerless. Can't this bad guy let her finish her sentence?

Thinking about it, Mu Ziling suddenly felt extremely wronged, and unconsciously, his clear eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

Long Xiaoyu stared at the stubborn little face that was about to cry with a complicated expression, a trace of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes, his face was still stern and serious: "If you want to break your hand, I won't stop you."

Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect the pain on her shoulder to be so severe,

What exactly is the Profound Thorn Palm? Why can't even the star system find out?

But, is Long Xiaoyu worried about her?

Because he was worried about her, he warned her so fiercely?

"I didn't say I was going, I just wanted to tell Le Tian how to ask him to help." Mu Ziling's aura was not weak, but the voice that came out was full of tiredness, because he was holding back the pain, suddenly Also much weaker.

Although the voice was low, the three people in the room could hear it clearly.

If it was an ordinary happy day, his heart would surely burst into laughter, teasing Long Xiaoyu casually on his face, and His Royal Highness Qi Wang would lose his mind because of a woman whenever he was indifferent.

It's just that at this moment, the atmosphere is not right, Le Tian has no such thoughts at all, even if he wants to laugh, he doesn't dare to laugh, he still wants to live a long time.

"If you have anything to say, the princess, just say it." Le Tian looked serious, as if he would go through fire and water, and would not hesitate to say anything.

Mu Ziling looked pitifully at Long Xiaoyu with big watery eyes, and was about to say something.

Long Xiaoyu seemed to read the deep meaning in Mu Ziling's eyes. Before Mu Ziling could speak, he leaned over and sat on the side of the bed, and gently lifted Mu Ziling up, letting Mu Ziling's weak body lean against the in his arms.

Adhering to the optimism that what is used to it is not strange, but what is used to it is self-defeating.

At this moment, he had convulsions again, it was wild and messy in the wind.

Is this His Royal Highness Qi Wang who is ruthless, kills without batting an eye, punishes people without softening his heart, and turns a blind eye to everything?

It's over, I'm asking if His Royal Highness is possessed by something, otherwise how could he be so gentle to women one day.

Mu Zhenguo also saw Long Xiaoyu's move, although he was stunned for a moment, but a gleam of relief flashed in his vicissitudes of eyes, he is someone who has experienced it, so he naturally saw something.

Mu Ziling immediately forgot about the pain, and subconsciously looked up at Long Xiaoyu, how did this guy know that she wanted to get up and asked him to help?

Mu Ziling leaned against Long Xiaoyu's strong and powerful chest, smelling the familiar scent of cold plum blossoms, his exhausted heart seemed to regain vitality all of a sudden.

Her originally tightly closed lips also slowly loosened, slightly raised, and an unprecedented warmth suddenly surged in her heart, and immediately surrounded her heart slowly...