"Doctor to death?" Chu Yunyao's legs curled up in front of her chest, her arms hugged herself tightly, her eyes were so dry and red, but she couldn't shed a single tear, "How can there be any doctor in this world?" A genius doctor with dead flesh and bones, it is not entirely due to me that you can wake up.
Bao'er, you don't understand..."
Bao'er really didn't understand, and didn't know how to persuade her, so she just lowered her head, picked up a cotton cloth soaked in warm water, and scrubbed the bloody smell off Chu Yunyao's body.
She sprinkled the dew she brought over into the tub, sprinkled it on Chu Yunyao's body, and said softly, "Miss, I know you're feeling bad, so you can cry for a while."
"What's the use of crying?" Chu Yunyao scooped two handfuls of water onto her face, stood up from the tub, and put on her clothes.
If crying is useful, she must be crying more fiercely than Meng Jiangnu.
Everyone here is waiting for her to make up her mind. When Mo Lingyuan collapsed, they all looked at her helplessly, waiting for her to give orders.
Once she couldn't hold on, what would happen to so many lives?
Did they all die at the hands of the Gong family?
Chu Yunyao put on her clothes, her long hair tied high behind her head, and she said to Bao'er who was arranging her clothes behind her: "Go to Mr. Duan to inquire about Ling Yuan's coma, how did the news go?" ?
If it was reported..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Mu Qing's voice: "Young Madam, it's not good."
Chu Yunyao came out of the ear room, saw Mu Qing standing in the middle of the hall, and lowered her eyebrows, "What happened?"
"All the news about my grandfather's injury has been leaked, the whole..."
Bao'er hurriedly interrupted Mu Qing: "Mr. Mu, didn't you immediately order someone to block this news? How come?"
Chu Yunyao's hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, and something flashed in her mind like lightning, she said in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure that those who brought Ling Yuan back are all Ling Yuan's cronies?"
"This..." Mu Qing's tall body trembled suddenly, "Young Madam, what do you mean?"
"Go and interrogate those people who personally sent Ling Yuan back to see who is more suspicious." Chu Yunyao tried hard to recall in her mind, but she really couldn't remember the faces of those people.
When she opened the door and came in, when she saw Mo Lingyuan lying on the stretcher covered in blood and flesh, her mind was blurred, and she didn't even notice the faces of the guards around the stretcher.
Chu Yunyao bit her lips, "If it wasn't that there was something wrong with the guards around Ling Yuan, or that the people who were close to you had infiltrated secret agents, the current battle situation is not good for us, and the morale of the army is already disordered.
This kind of news can spread to every corner of the camp in just one night, and it is convincing. Those who can have such confidence and influence in the military camp must be high-ranking and powerful people. "
The more Mu Qing thought about it, the more frightened he became.
If it was really a confidant or guard beside the Lord, and the gunpowder happened to land on the side of the Lord impartially, would it have been premeditated from the beginning?
Duan Changyu also hurried in: "Young Madam, it's not good, the brothers are restless and their morale has plummeted. What should I do? Why don't you let me pretend to be a master..."
"No." Chu Yunyao only felt a throbbing pain in her head, and she raised her hand to press her temple: "Ling Yuan just had an operation, and if he appears in front of those people at this time, he will be questioned.
You wait, wait until the evening, when the night is quiet. "
Duan Changyu: "..."
Duan Changyu was burning with anxiety: "But..."
"No, but, do as I ask, I have my own plan." Chu Yunyao turned around and walked to the bedroom.