Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 485 He is not happy
"good."

Qingcheng glanced at her and frowned slightly: "He wasn't crushed, although his leg bones were broken, but the pill you fed him had already repaired the eight meridians on his body, the deadliest thing on his body, It's not a trauma, but the poison that got in from his left eye."

After Mo Anu checked the wounds on his body, he knew that he was blind in the left eye, but he never found out that he was poisoned.

"His left eye,"

"blind."

Qingcheng took the herb basket off her back and replied without thinking.

Mo Anu's face turned pale, and he pursed his lips slightly.

She did think that Su Ling's left eye would be blind, but she still had a glimmer of hope. Now that she heard from him, her heart sank again.

"You can save your life."

Seeing that her complexion was not very good, Qingcheng added something.

Mo Anu nodded, lowered his hands and looked at the ground: "As long as you take a medicinal bath for him in the fifteenth day to empty the toxins in his body, will he recover?"

"Ah."

With Qingcheng's affirmation, Mo Anu turned around silently and walked towards the medicine house.

Qingcheng looked at her thin and straight back, shook her head, picked up the herb basket again, and walked towards the back mountain.

Back in the medicine house, Mo Anu sat on the side of the bed, looked at the little Su Ling with his eyes closed tightly, reached out to stroke the broken hair on his forehead to his ears, slowly lowered his head, and pressed it against his forehead, feeling a little frustrated.

"I didn't take good care of you. I hurt you.

Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you, find the enemy who killed your parents in this life, and find the person who wants to kill you. "

Half a month passed quickly.

No. On the 15th, the eyes of the spirit soaked in the bathtub slowly opened.

Moanu, who was standing in front of the bathtub, looked at him in surprise, and stepped forward to hug him.

"Mo Anu, let me go!"

Su Ling frowned, looking like a mature young man.

Mo Anu let go of him, turned around and ran out of the medicine hut.

"Moano!"

Su Ling seemed to be frightened, stood up abruptly, and shouted to Mo Anu who rushed out the door in a panic.

Moanu rushed out the door and shouted to Qingcheng who was waiting outside leaning against a tree: "He's awake!"

Qingcheng nodded, looking at her chest and frowning.

He glanced sideways at the little drug boy who was looking straight, then turned to her and said, "Change clothes or steam dry yourself?"

Only then did Mo Anu realize that his clothes were wet when he hugged the lodging spirit just now.

She hurriedly turned her head, steamed the clothes on her body dry with spiritual power, and then heard the shout of the spirit in the room, and hurriedly ran back.

Seeing Su Ling's pale face standing helplessly in the tub, Mo Anu's heart tightened.

Walking forward quickly, regardless of getting wet, he carried him out of the tub, and while wiping the water stains on his body, Qingcheng opened the door and walked in.

When Su Ling saw the door opened, his face turned pale with fright, and he kept waving his hands: "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"Don't be afraid, the spirit is not afraid, this is not a bad person, don't be afraid!"

Mo Anu held him in his arms, put his hands on his head, and slowly comforted him.

However, Su Ling, who regained his sanity after being frightened, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Mo Anu sighed, picked him up, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, steamed the water on his body, and then turned his head and apologized to Qingcheng: "My brother was frightened before he was injured, and the owner of the valley Don't blame him."

Qingcheng shook her head, stepped forward, felt his pulse, and said to her: "There is no serious problem, I will take care of him for a while."

Slowly, Su Ling woke up and knew that this place was not Chihang Mountain, but a deep valley.

Although this man called Guzhu was lukewarm to him, he didn't hurt him either.

This good-looking man named Qingcheng often looks at Mo Anu, which makes him very disliked.

But at the age of five, he didn't understand why.

A month later, after dinner, he who had recovered from his illness ran to Anu, tugged at the hem of her clothes, gave Qingcheng another look, and pulled her away from the medicine house.

"what happened?"

Mo Anu followed him out of the medicine house, squatted down to look at him, and asked with some doubts.

(End of this chapter)