Yesterday, he touched Mo's face. It was stiff and inflexible. He thought it might be because of the excessive blood loss.

But now I think it's not the first time for Mo Shaoer to lose too much blood. In the past, when she lost too much color and was in a coma, he also bullied her, but he never found that her face was so stiff.

Lu Fen Ying walks into the room quickly. Mo qian'er lies in a coma on the bed. His face is nestled in the golden brocade quilt, which makes his face smaller and smaller.

Lu burned shadow bent over Mo shallow son's face and pinched it. It was still as cold and rigid as before.

It's like a dead man is cold.

He was startled and sniffed at her, but he was clearly breathing.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Mo Shaoer's face tightly. Suddenly, he opened the golden silk brocade quilt, opened Mo Shaoer's middle coat, looked at her abdomen, slightly raised, which was a sign of pregnancy.

Look at the bite mark on your chest. It's a row of teeth marks.

It was he who bit it specially. He bit it out of blood and didn't let anyone rule it. He sprinkled salt on it, so the tooth mark left a scar, which will never disappear.

He took her hand again, and there was a line of knife marks on her boneless fingers.

This is Su muwei who was angry one year and wanted to cut off her fingers.

He looked down at her calves again. There was a crescent shaped scar on the belly of her calves, which was different from the skin in whiteness and obvious scars for many years.

Lu Huoying went down again, holding her white and small jade foot, and put it in the palm of his hand, which was not big enough.

There is a deep wound mark in the center of her foot, which is left by barefoot stepping on the prickly plum pole in summer.

Mo shallow son, big and small, has been punished many times, so she has many scars on her body, he remembers every place.

So this man It must be mo Shaoer.

Lu faying covers her up again, sits on the edge of the bed and pinches her face. She doesn't like this feeling very much.

"Red wolf, go to the palace and find the head of the hospital."

Although he didn't think that Gu Bailu would do anything to her, now she's really not right.

No one can be so stiff and cold.

She said that he would wake up in three days. How could he feel that he could only last for three days?

Lu Huo's eyes were dim, and he stood up to see the falling snow outside the window.

Is it snowing again?

It seldom snows in Tianfeng country. It's good to go back to the next small time every year. Sometimes it snows in a year, but it doesn't fall to the ground.

It's snowing hard today.

The snow was falling more and more. In a short time, there was a layer of white in the yard and a layer of white in the plum forest in the distance.

Lu Huoying is in a state of inexplicable agitation and always feels something is wrong.

It's said that Mo shallow'er will wake up after three days of coma. Su muwei's body is cured of countercurrent. He should be relaxed.

Lu faying walked slowly in the room, his face taut. His feeling was always accurate, and he would not appear in such a feeling for no reason.

He always felt that Gu Bailu and Feng Qingtian were walking too fast, and they were in a bit of a hurry.

"Black wolf, go to check. What is the urgent matter in Nanyao recently?" Lu Huoying orders to go down.

"Yes, Prince."

After the command was finished, Lu Fen's heart calmed down a little and sat on the couch and picked up a book to read.

I turned over a few pages and found it was a story book.

What happened is that the female owner didn't drink the bitter medicine, and the male owner forced him to feed.

Lu burned the shadow to throw away the book suddenly: "what ghost plot, this man is how cheap."