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

At this time, they are not suitable to enter.

Su Luo nodded calmly and pushed the door in. When closing the door, Su Luo solemnly left a sentence: "no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

Ning Tianhao was su Luo's natural expression of anger and joy: "she thought she was who, but no one was allowed to go in!"

Chu San sighed.

If he didn't know that Su Luo was the emperor level pharmacist who came out of the medicine King Gu Chuang out, he would not have enough confidence in Su Luo.

But this matter, the society of pharmacists died. It is absolutely not allowed to reveal it, otherwise Chu San knew that he was not the only one in the future, but the Chu family would also bear the anger of the pharmacists' Association.

Therefore, Chu San said in a bad mood: "the girl's medical skills are good, and she is the person that Gong Er cares about. So have a look. Anyway, the situation will not be worse than now."

Even so, Ning Tianhao is full of disbelief.

Su Luo pushed through the door and saw Nangong Liuyun lying on the snow-white couch. Even in a coma, he still had an aura of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

He seems to have set up a barrier around him.

In the face of him, people around him will unconsciously retreat and keep a distance with him.

He has a noble aloofness. If he doesn't want to approach him actively, others can't get close to him.

Su Luo stood in front of the Nangong Liuyun soft couch, looking at the beautiful face.

He was in a coma for a long time. His beautiful face was too pale because of too much blood loss. Because of the long time of coma, his beautiful diamond lip was dry and cracked because of water loss. When he looked at it, Su Luo's original pretended calmness poured out a thousand miles, and his heart was tightly clenched with acid and astringent pain.

He said he didn't care. He thought he really didn't care. But when he saw such a weak man, his instinctive heartache ran out to make trouble.

Su Luo took a deep breath and suppressed the upsurge because she had more important things to do.

She went to Nangong Liuyun soft couch and knelt down on his side. Her white hands touched his wrist.

Su Luo big mouth breath, just finally calm down, give him pulse, diagnose his condition.

It took half an hour for Su Luo to finally examine Nangong Liuyun's body carefully.

In the process of examination, Su Luo how many times want to shed tears and forced to hold back.

She did not understand that she was not separated from Nangong Liuyun. How could he make his body like this in such a short time?

In addition to the internal injury caused by his palm falling with Leng Qishao, there were no less than ten times of dark injuries on his body. He didn't care about it at all! It's OK to be young now. When you get old, these dark injuries accumulate to the critical point and break out together, just like old Tang

There is no medicine to cure old Tang's injury. What she can do is to delay his life.

"Why don't you cherish your body so much?" Su Luo both distressed and angry staring at the collapse of the face because of blood loss too much and pale.

Nangong Liuyun eyes closed, no signs of awakening.

"Chu San said that you lost too much blood because of me. Then, I will return the blood to you." Su Luo quietly looked at the face of the world, the voice was soft, like a feather across, "in this way, we will not owe each other."

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