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Mu Ling Feng's eyes darkened, "No matter who he is, if this This King finds out, This King will definitely not let him off!"

"Prince? What's the matter with you? " Bai Su asked.

"Ba-Su …" He reached out to grab her, but he was powerless.

"Mu Ling Feng!" Bai Su shouted, stepping forward and squatting beside him.

He pushed and when he didn't move, he grabbed his wrist and reached for his pulse.

After a moment, her expression changed. "Not good!"

Mu Ling Feng also got the plague!

And it was a very serious type, serious enough to make him faint!

After pondering for a moment, Bai Su stood up, turned and ran towards the nunnery.

As a mere girl, she couldn't lift him at all. She could only return and find someone to carry him.

The accompanying guards carried Mu Ling Feng back to the main hall and settled him in the side room.

stayed by Mu Ling Feng's bedside the whole day.

He continued giving him needles, feeding him medicine, checking his body... He had used almost all the methods that he could think of.

She was so nervous that she almost forgot to drink water.

During the evening, Mu Ling Feng's condition finally stabilized.

Although he hadn't woken up yet, at least his life wasn't in danger.

Bai Su was slightly relieved, he hurriedly packed his medicine case and rushed out to check on the patients who had more severe illnesses.

Who knew that as soon as they left, an imperial physician would say, "white doctor, we gave the medicine to them to drink, but we didn't expect them to start vomiting and leaking. The situation is getting worse and worse, but what should we do?"

Bai Su immediately squatted down to check the situation.

After checking the patients, she thoughtfully said: "Don't feed them medicine for now. Light some wormwood and put it by their bed to smoke." Tomorrow morning, I will tell you what to do. "

"Yes."

No matter if it was the imperial physicians or the doctors recruited by the commoners, they had all learned a lot from Bai Su these past few days, and all of them treated her like a god.

When Bai Su returned to the room, he saw that Mu Ling Feng was still unconscious on the bed.

She walked over to the bedside, took out a silver needle and pierced it into Mu Ling Feng's acupoint.

There was a drop of black blood on the tip of the needle.

"Sure enough." Bai Su looked at Mu Ling Feng, and muttered, "I didn't expect that you would fall for it too... "Who was the one who poisoned him?"

"Water... "Water..." Mu Ling Feng's weak voice sounded beside her ears.

Bai Su kept the silver needles and sat on the side of the bed.

"Mu Ling Feng, you're awake?"

"Water..."

"What did you say?" Bai Su lowered his head, and put his ear close to Mu Ling Feng's mouth.

"Water..."

"Oh, wait a moment." Bai Su ran to the side of the table, poured a cup of water and sat down on the bed. He held Mu Ling Feng's head and carefully brought the cup to his lips.

It was the first time she had spoken to him so gently.

A cup of water was emptied by Mu Ling Feng.

Bai Su let go of him and used the corner of his sleeves to wipe the water droplets on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Ling Feng's eyes were still tightly shut, her throat had moved slightly as she softly replied, "Mn."

"Alright." Bai Su held the water cup and turned. He quickly walked to the side of the table and poured some water into the teapot.

The night was as tranquil as water. The bright moonlight shone through the open window and onto the body of the person sitting at the table. A thin layer of silver light coated her body, reflecting off a mysterious luster.

When Mu Ling Feng opened her eyes, she just so happened to see this scene.

This was the first time he felt that Bai Su was concerned about him.

"Come, drink some water." When Bai Su returned to the bedside and saw Mu Ling Feng staring at her, he could not help but be shocked, "You're awake?"

His gaze made her feel as if the cup of water in her hand weighed a thousand pounds.

Mu Ling Feng moved her lips, and laughed: "En."

Bai Su stiffened as he slowly bent down to bring the cup to his lips.

As Mu Ling Feng drank her water, she stared at her without blinking.

Bai Su felt that the drawing seemed to have become very strange.

He clearly hadn't felt this when he was feeding him water. How could it be …

Mu Ling Feng's gaze did not leave Bai Su even after he finished drinking the water.

Bai Su turned around and walked to the side of the table. He placed the cup on the table and felt the heated gaze behind his.

Mu Ling Feng's hoarse voice came from behind him: "How are the poisoned civilians doing?"

Bai Su turned and saw that Mu Ling Feng had already sat up.

In order to prick him, she had previously taken off his clothes, but now that she saw that he was bare-chested, she could not help but lower her head: "I will save them, you should take care of yourself first."

Bai Su's voice was a little depressed. He lowered his head and kicked the table with his right foot.

Mu Ling Feng was dumbstruck for a moment, then reacted, coughing lightly: "Come over, give This King some free clothes."

"..." Bai Su raised his head, facing Mu Ling Feng's gaze, his expression frozen, "Why do you need me to dress you?"

"There's only you here, could it be that you want This King to wear it herself? This King is a patient. "

"..."

Okay, Bai Su surrendered.

She knew that Mu Ling Feng's body was currently very weak, unable to put on any clothes. And she didn't want to keep staring at his naked body. Thus, she could only resign herself to her fate and take out clothes for him to wear.

Mu Ling Feng's figure was wide and broad. Bai Su helped him to put on one sleeve, and when she wore the other sleeve, she wasn't able to grab hold of anything, so the clothes landed on his back.

Without thinking, she reached under his arm and pulled at his loose clothes.

It was as if she was holding Mu Ling Feng with her arms wide open.

His nose was filled with an enticing fragrance, and the moment Mu Ling Feng lowered his head, he touched Bai Su's hair.

Her soft body was almost touching his chest.

Without any reason, Mu Ling Feng's heartbeat suddenly sped up.

His mind, as if out of control, took her by the waist and pulled her close to his chest.

"Bai Su... "Su'er …"

The second time.

This was the second time Mu Ling Feng had called him that.

At that time, Bai Su basically did not hear it clearly.

But this time, Bai Su heard it loud and clear.

She stopped pulling at her clothes and her body suddenly stiffened.

With his face pressed against Mu Ling Feng's chest, one could almost hear the "putong" sounds coming from his heart.

The room became very quiet.

By the time Bai Su had reacted, he was already gone. Mu Ling Feng waved her bare arms at her and laughed: "There's still one more sleeve left."

"..."

The pair of eyes shone with a bright light, causing Bai Su's mind to waver.

No one mentioned the brief embrace, no one spoke.