Chapter 892

"Madam, why did you come out alone! Where did Ouyang Huo go? I didn't let him protect you at the door! How so unreliable!" Gong Zilin talked a lot all the way. I don't know whether song Ningyu, who was holding the petals in a daze, listened or not!

"What does the master of the holy doctor Pavilion mean? Gong Zilin, are you still hiding something from me?" his cool tone has a smell of accounting after autumn.

Gong Zilin felt his heart tremble for a moment. He smiled close to song Ningyu's ear and killed him and didn't admit it: "no! Why would my husband hide it from my wife? I just gave him the book. As a result, I just gave him half a cup of tea and heard a noise outside.

Song Ningyu closed her eyes a little tired and let Gong Zilin push her wheelchair along the winding corridor.

When Gong Zilin pushed her back to the room, changed her clothes and put her on the bed, he found that song Ningyu's knees intersected green and red. It was estimated that he pushed his wheelchair alone and walked the wrong way and hit the corridor.

He wrung his eyebrows, rubbed his hands hot and put some ointment on them. He rubbed them carefully for her, and this knead directly until the fine wind and rain stopped. Seeing song Ningyu's pain subsided and slept soundly, Gong Zilin slept with the person in his arms.

After tossing about for most of the night, I finally had a good sleep, but two hours later, the sky began to shine.

In the early morning after the rain, the air was cold and comfortable. There was a small knock on the door outside. Gong Zilin frowned. It was just after the dawn.

Song Ningyu was awakened by the knock on the door. She opened her eyes. It was dark in front of her. She had to ask Gong Zilin next to her: "is it dawn?"

Gong Zilin covered her with a quilt and said softly, "it's another hour. Go to bed first. I'll see who's knocking at the door."

Song Ningyu had no doubt. She closed her eyes again.

Gong Zilin, wearing an inner coat, swayed outside the bedroom and glanced at the sleeping people inside. He fumbled for a lotus lamp, poured some white powder into the lamp, took out the fire fold, lit the powder, and the air exuded a sweet pear fragrance.

He carefully held the palm sized lotus seat and put it at the head of song Ningyu's bed. Song Ningyu was surprised and opened his eyes: "what's the taste? Pear flower... Wood pine nut... White sandalwood... You..."

Song Ningyu fell asleep. Gong Zilin lifted the quilt and dressed song Ningyu neatly. He whispered softly beside song Ningyu's bed: "madam, this is the only way. Don't be afraid, you will succeed."

He poured a glass of water into the lotus lamp and extinguished the burning medicine given to him by the master of the holy medicine Pavilion. Then he took song Ningyu to the attic of the master of the holy medicine pavilion with a steady step.

The master of the holy doctor pavilion was waiting for him there. LAN Rou, who stood at the door, looked at Gong Zilin with a worried face and said in a deep voice, "do you know the risk of changing eyes? She was already blind and used to the night, you..."

"This is my business. If I fail, I'm willing to go blind with her! Do you have any opinion!" the cold and alienated language made LAN Rou a little out of breath. She stepped back angrily and gnashed her teeth.

"Gong Zilin, you'll wait to die then!"

Gong Zilin didn't look at her again. He took song Ningyu to the top floor. There was a skylight on the top floor. The sunlight could be folded straight in from the skylight. For the two people who changed their eyes, the brighter the light, the better.

Everything inside was ready. The master of the saint doctor's pavilion was dressed in tight white clothes, and a series of large and small knives with strange styles were arranged side by side in a white tray. Beside him, there were two black-and-white sisters.

"These two people were originally doctors of my holy medical Pavilion. Later, they were assigned to take care of the baby. The medical skills are reliable. You don't have to worry." the master of the holy medical Pavilion stood beside the two long collapses with a rigorous attitude. Gong Zilin carefully placed song Ningyu on the other collapses and carefully trimmed her beautiful long hair.

The master of Shengyi Pavilion put a row of lotus lamps at the midpoint of the closed attic. There was white powder in the lamp, and the aroma of pear flowers was striking, with a different flavor.

Gong Zilin lay on the big white couch. Don't turn your head. He looked at Song Ningyu in his deep sleep and held her tightly with one hand.

The master of the holy doctor Pavilion sneered, "do you really think this is a parting of life and death?"

Gong Zilin looked rigorous and said to the master of the pilgrimage medical Pavilion, "what you want, I will help you, but this time, don't lose."

After dropping his words, Gong Zilin fell asleep in the thick smell of pear flowers. The only thing that remained unchanged was the hand tightly held.

As time moved, it turned to noon. Xiao Baobao took Ouyang Huo's hand to find song Ningyu, but he saw that song Ningyu's room was empty. According to the servant, he went to the West Building of the master of the saint doctor's pavilion, and C hurried to the West building.

Lanrou, dressed in a light blue yarn woven skirt, sat in front of the gate of the attic of the West floor. She looked like a Dharma protector and said coldly to the two: "the master of the saint doctor's Pavilion ordered that no one be seen. Please come back."

Xiao Baobao doesn't like her attitude very much, as if this is her territory! This violates Xiao Baobao's taboo! She doesn't care about anything, but no one else can be presumptuous on her territory!

Then he stretched out his chubby hand and scolded at LAN Rou crisp: "find out whose territory this is. If you don't want to be beaten out by random sticks, be honest with me!"

LAN Rou didn't expect that the little lady should be so domineering! She was stunned, glanced at Ouyang Huo with a calm face, hooked her lips and put things out like a plate.

She just wanted to see what kind of expression these people should have when they were worried.

Xiao Baobao was about to break in. Ouyang Huo picked up the man and explained in a low voice, "baby, you can't break in there. Otherwise, if the doctor makes a mistake, it's two lives!"

Xiao Baobao's face was anxious with a tender mouth: "what should we do? Otherwise, let's climb up and have a sneak look?"

"Do you believe in his medical skills?" Ouyang Huo took Xiao Baobao and sat down at the stone table in the jade Pavilion.

"Brother Shengyi's medical skills are very powerful. My eldest brother has a head disease, and brother Shengyi has done the same."

"Then we'll wait here." Ouyang Huo sat beside Xiao Baobao and comforted her with earnest words.

Xiao Baobao was quiet, but Ouyang Huo couldn't sit still after sitting for a cup of tea. He glanced at the roof from time to time. The tea he held in his hand was cold, and he didn't pay attention, so he drank the tea in one breath.

This is a very long wait, so long that it seems that most of my life has passed!

The sun slowly shifted. On the third floor, when the sky was about to sink, a large number of candles had been lit. Lights came out from the third floor, so strong and bright as day.