Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 347
Gong Huangjue's slaughtered black pupils shone with a cold light.

He tore the imperial list in his hand into pieces and scattered them on the ground.Then, cold eyes swept around.

"I didn't see or hear anything about what happened today, how about you?"

Everyone was shocked, is the prince breaking the rules himself?

They were surprised, but did not hesitate, and quickly echoed: "We didn't see anything, and we didn't hear anything."

They spoke extremely fast, for fear that if they were too slow, they would fall into hell.

Gong Huangjue glanced at them indifferently, he nodded in satisfaction, and then said coldly: "It's okay, let's all go down."

Cough cough - cough cough cough -

Three days and three nights without drips, plus the injury caused inflammation, Rong Qiao suffered a serious collapse on the fourth day, her face turned pale, her lips were purple, dry and cracked, tearing red blood.

She clutched her chest and kept coughing. She felt hot and cold all over her body, and her head was dizzy, as if many bugs had penetrated into her forehead and were constantly devouring her brain cells. The pain made her feel inexplicably upset. , inexplicably manic.

She stared at the sunlight coming in through the air window, and the small beam of light was like a little match girl, holding a match to light the warmth.

Cough cough - cough cough cough -

The chest was blocked there in one breath, and the hot air kept surging into her throat, and the saliva she coughed up was streaked with bright blood.Rong Qiao stared at the corroded and disgusting iron plate, the blood was melted into the pile of stinking sewage residue, she couldn't help vomiting again.

After vomiting, she sat limply against the corner of the iron wall. She clasped her knees with her hands and tried hard to fuse the heat from her whole body together to keep herself warm.She raised her eyes, and there was a look of grief and indignation in her clear eyes.

Unexpectedly, she, Rong Qiao Yingming, ended up in such a fate now. She really capsized in the gutter, too big.

Father, mother, brother, do you know that I am here?

Can I last until I see you one last time, can I?

Thinking of the three of them, hazy mist flooded into her dry eyes.

She felt inexplicably sad.

Speaking of which, this is the second time she has encountered this kind of adversity since she was a child.

She couldn't beat that cold-faced man, and she couldn't escape from this Prince Zhong's mansion. She really couldn't do it every day, and the world didn't work. Could it be that she really died in this Prince Zhong's mansion?
no-no-no-

She Rong Qiao hasn't even taken revenge yet, she can't die, absolutely can't die, a ruthless look flashes across her clear eyes, even if she wants to die, she must wait until her family avenges her and collects her body properly.

Cough cough - cough cough cough -

Crazy coughing almost took all her breath out and suppressed it. She suddenly became dizzy, her vision was dark, and her body thumped.

Like a broken doll, it fell heavily to the ground.

bang——

But the iron door opened at this moment, and outside the door, a ghostly figure with a pair of cold black pupils floated through a faint mist at this moment.

He had been waiting for her outside the door for three days, waiting for her to beg for mercy, even if he called out, he might show up to channel her internal energy and heal her injuries.

But there was nothing, she didn't even say a word.There is only the sound of the soul-inspiring cough, the sound of rushing, and the sound of panting.

He squatted down, and raised his hand to caress her frighteningly white face inexplicably. When his fingers touched, the hot feeling was transmitted to his hand.She has a high fever!

"Damn stubborn woman!" He cursed in a low voice, inexplicably angry.He hugged the unconscious Rong Qiao and headed straight for Gufeng Tower.

Darkness, there is only darkness in front of her eyes, endless darkness, endless darkness, she fumbled for the way in the darkness in a panic, and slowly explored, explored.

Slowly, the darkness dissipated, and a bright light shone obliquely on her body, that silver gleaming light enveloped her whole body.

At the top of the light source, she saw the man in black.

His face is as cold as a wasteland, and his eyes are sharper and colder than the ice arrows of the thousand-year-old snow mountain.

Black to blend in with the dark surroundings.

It looked extremely dangerous, but she smiled.

She felt that she was saved.

But she didn't realize until he got close.

In his hand, he held a gleaming dagger, and the cold light like snow was aimed at her heart.

no-no-no-

How could you treat her like this, how could you treat her like this, she shook her head and retreated, retreating, there was no way to retreat.

"Bitch, go to hell!"

The dagger flashed, and with a plop, it pierced into her chest.

Before she had time to be surprised, she stared blankly at the blood color on her chest, which slowly spread, drop by drop.

"No—" Rong Qiao, who was unconscious on Yuntao, suddenly screamed, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

A flash of light flashed across Gong Huangjue's cold black pupils.

With a force in his palm, he pushed on her back and injected a steady stream of true energy into her body.

In the dark, she was cold all over, and suddenly felt a warm sun shining on her body, her stiff limbs slowly stretched out, her condensed eyebrows, like the spring wind blowing over dry and curled grass leaves, slowly Slowly stretched the eyebrows.

Seeing this, Gong Huangjue saw a gap in the frozen luster of his murderous black pupils. He laid Rong Qiao's body flat and thoughtfully covered her with a quilt.

He looked at the sleeping Rong Qiao with a narrow eyebrow, then got up indifferently, turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly his arm was pulled by a powerful force.

In his deep black pupils, the light shone away, and he stared at Rong Qiao's clasped hand.

He raised his hand and tried to break free with clever strength, but unexpectedly, Rong Qiao's grip was tighter and harder, and his nails almost sank into his flesh.

"Why did you kill me, why did you kill me, why, why, why—" Her voice was getting louder and louder, and infinite grief and indignation came out from her lips.

Gong Huangjue's dark pupils were slightly rippling, circle after circle.

"I'm not a bitch, I'm not a bitch, Mo Yutang, you slandered me, slandered me, you are too cruel, too cruel! I will kill you, kill you, Mo Yutang!"

Rong Qiao who was on the cloud collapsed began to tremble all over, and her voice trembled, as if she was grinding her teeth.

Gong Huangjue's arm was stabbed bloody by Rong Qiao, but he just frowned slightly, didn't say anything, and didn't do anything, just let Rong Qiao gnaw his teeth and claws to mutilate his arm, he didn't even say a word Not a sound.

"Mo Yutang! I want to kill you, kill you, as long as I have breath, I will definitely kill you!"

Like a deep hatred, the unconscious Rong Qiao suddenly rushed over and bit into Gong Huangjue's arm forcefully.

She bit down hard, tightly and deeply, without sparing any strength, as if she wanted to drink his blood and cut off his head with hatred.

Gong Huangjue's sword eyebrows condensed even deeper, and the line of his cold lips was slightly pulled, but there was no other movement.

Who is this Mo Yutang?Why when she was in a coma, she couldn't forget that person, he must have a very important place in her heart, or his soft word, bitch, would evoke her painful memories and make her No matter what, she must fight him to the end, let her fight him regardless of her life.

What kind of hatred does that person have with her?

When Gong Huangjue was thinking about this question, Rong Qiao's lips tasted blood, and a bloodthirsty and desolate smile appeared on her lips, and the expression on her face suddenly became very serene and calm.

She lay back slowly, and lay back.

The hand that clasped his arm like an iron clamp also slowly loosened and let go.

Gong Huangjue stared at the place where the wound on his arm was bitten out by Rong Qiao, his dark eyes were erratic, then he gave her a faint look, turned and left.

Outside the door, Chunlan came in with a basin of hot water, she saw the blood on Gong Huangjue's arm, her eyes were startled, and she almost cried out.Gong Huangjue's cold black pupils glanced past her indifferently.

"Take good care of Madam Seventeen."

Leaving this sentence, he left, he wanted to investigate, who is that Mo Yutang?
Rong Qiao faintly woke up from the groggy state, she opened her eyes, raised her head and rubbed the faintly aching eyebrows.

He glanced lightly at his surroundings.

The astonished light instantly floated into her clear eyes.

Isn't this the Gufeng Building?Could it be that she was hallucinating?She was supposed to stay in that disgusting iron house, why did she wake up in the Gufeng Tower now, could it be that she was sleepwalking?
She turned over and collapsed, but her weak body fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Only after encountering the icy collision did Rong Qiao dare to believe that she had indeed come out of the iron house and that she was indeed in the Gufeng Building.

It's just how did she get out, how did she get to this Gufenglou, could it be that her father, mother and younger brother found her, and they heard her inner cry, so they came all the way to rescue her?

Suddenly her eyes brightened, she stood up slightly unsteadily with her hands on the ground, she leaned against the wall, walked out slowly, and called out with ecstasy: "Father, mother, little brother."

But what answered her was a solid wall, a cold wall.

Raising her eyes, that stern and distinguished figure floated into the corner of her eyes.

At this time, she didn't see the three familiar faces she wanted to see, and the person she least wanted to see stood in front of her.

Rong Qiao turned around and walked away without any concern about whether her body could support her. She walked quickly, but accidentally bumped into the sharp table legs and fell to the ground.

A flash of light flashed across Gong Huangjue's cold black pupils, the corners of his cold mouth were tightly pursed, he took a step forward, and picked up Rong Qiao who fell on the ground.

"Let go of me, I don't need you to be hypocritical, the weasel has no good intentions at all to give the chicken New Year's greetings."

While she was struggling, her eyes drifted to his arm, which seemed to be stained with blood, as if it had been bitten by some animal.

Could it be that the wolf he fed bit him?Haha - that wolf is so cute, he took revenge for her indirectly, Ganri must thank that wolf for biting Gong Huangjue.

(End of this chapter)