Mo Chuan is magnanimous and magnanimous in front of Shen Ning.

But as soon as he arrived at Zhang Taiyi's office, he felt even more unhappy.

Shen Ning almost immediately pulled Gu Qingze into the quiet room. When mochuan was preparing to follow up, she suddenly turned back.

"Mochuan, I have something very important to discuss with my master. Please wait outside. By the way, you can't let others eavesdrop on me and Shifu's words. I believe you can do it, can't you?"

She gave him an apologetic smile, and before he could answer, she closed the door and slammed him.

Mo Chuan looked at the two closed doors, the fire in his eyes almost burned the door panel.

This damned girl, actually let him be an emperor to guard the door?

Is there anything more insulting than that!

With his teeth creaking, he would like to smash the door plank with one blow, and then drag out the young man who is always sitting in the wheelchair and teach him a lesson.

But the thought is that this guy has just worked hard to develop the drawing of pushing mountain crossbow. It is also he who rescued Chu Shaobai from the palace of hell.

The fist he swung out stopped in mid air.

Forget it, this guy still has some talent and he is Ning'er master's sake, he tolerates.

Mo Chuan took a deep breath, the chest of a turbid air pressure down.

Since he wants to do it, he will do the best. He will not let others eavesdrop on their conversation, he will never eavesdrop on himself.

Mo Chuan went directly into the room where Chu Shaobai was.

Zhang Taiyi was standing in front of the bed with a dull expression. Until Mo Chuan came to him, he found that when he came back to find that the man in front of him was actually Mo Chuan, he almost fell off his chair.

"Emperor My Lord, I'll see you. "

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand, Zhang Taiyi could not kneel down and stood up with a respectful face.

"Doctor Zhang, is Shaobai still awake?"

Mo Chuan asked softly, his eyes fell on Chu Shaobai's face, with concern.

The appearance of the living dead before the present Chu Shaobai is very different.

His face has gradually returned to luster, there is a trace of pale blood, he looks quiet, eyes closed, sleep very peaceful, the corners of his mouth slightly curved up, as if he is doing a good dream.

This appearance makes Mo Chuan dare not speak loudly, for fear of waking him up from that dream.

"Yes, King Jing'an didn't wake up." Doctor Zhang replied in a low voice.

Mo Chuan noticed the puzzled meaning on his face and asked, "is there any danger of Shaobai's illness? Or repetition? "

"No, not at all. King Jing'an is in good condition now. The old minister has just given him pulse. His pulse has become more and more strong, and his internal breathing has been running slowly."

Mo Chuan was stunned. He thought that Chu Shaobai had an accident, so Zhang Taiyi looked worried.

"Why do you look so sad in that chapter, but it's so hard these days? Well, you can have a good rest for a few days. Isn't there an ancient doctor here? I will send Xiao Si to take care of Shaobai

"It's not hard. I'm not hard at all." Zhang Taiyi repeatedly shook his hand: "to see the king of Jing'an getting better every day, the old minister is more happy than anything, but..."

He wanted to talk but stopped.

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