Bang, the door is pushed open.

As soon as they bowed their heads and expressed their willingness to accept punishment, they heard the sound of the door pushing open, and their bodies could not help shaking.

Originally, under the strong atmosphere of Luyan, they were like quails. As soon as the door was opened, they were all scared.

The people who came in were very flustered, but with a smile that could not be suppressed.

“BOSS!”

The visitor quickly walks to Lu Yan. When he sees his companion kneeling at the bottom of Lu Yan, his eyes sink for a moment. He quickly takes back his eyes and makes a quick report.

"Miss is awake."

Hearing the news that Mu Chu Di wakes up, the first one to show his smile is the men kneeling at the bottom.

When mu Chudi wakes up, they feel less guilty. After all, it's their incompetence that makes mu Chudi so badly hurt. Moreover, because of their incompetence, they didn't kill Huo Xiao.

However, according to the injury of Mu Chu Di, we should not wake up so early.

People in underground hospitals have certain medical skills, even if they are not in charge of medical treatment.

How high is Lu Yan's medical skill! Even if the dead come back to life, can you recover so quickly?

Push, the sound of the table rubbing against the floor.

Lu Yan stood up, raised his sleeves and left directly.

Under the refraction of the sun, the men only saw the faint metallic luster.

Before they could react, Lu Yanren had disappeared in the room.

That speed, fast to the extreme, how can't wait!

The person who came in to report just now opened his mouth and broke the meditation of his subordinates.

"Boss told me to accept the punishment with me."

"Your poisonous incense will not be removed immediately. You should understand the truth."

In an underground hospital, it's an unwritten rule to be punished for not completing the task.

Poison incense is to punish those who fail to complete the task.

The men followed them to the floor of the penalty area and lay on the ground. The most injured man was carried in.

He slightly side head, a small Confucius appeared in the neck, faintly beat.

If Lu Yan were here, he would be able to find something different.

It's a pity that Lu Yan can't wait to get the news that mu Chudi wakes up.

The little Confucius is sending a signal.

With long legs, Lu Yan soon came to the ward where mu Chudi was.

In front of the ward, Qin Mo is leaning against the wall, hearing the sound of footsteps, raising his eyes.

Eyes soon fell on the bandage tied by Lu Yan, white bandage with red blood clots, looking very strange.

"This kind of dressing doesn't work at all, you know."

"Lu Yan, you're going back."

Go back to that place and accept the treatment there. After a month or two of cultivation, the wound will gradually recover.

Lu Yan didn't pay any attention to Qin Mo's words. Even, as if he didn't see Qin Mo at all, Lu Yan opened the door and stepped in.

There is not a look left for Qin mo.

Indifference to the extreme.

Qin Mo tightly pursed his lips, and the cigarette between his fingers was crushed.

Lu Yan will be angry if he doesn't finish the task. He knows very well, but Qin Mo doesn't allow Lu Yan Mo to look at his body.

Know oneself is that kind of Constitution clearly, why still so capricious?

Qin Mo was also a little sulky. He stood up straight and looked through the glass window on the gate to see the picture inside.

Lu Yan's cold face melted when he was admiring Chu Di, and a touch of softness appeared in his indifferent eyes.