Host, You're Targeted

"To return, to return You come to accompany my mother's concubine Yu Gui... "

In the dream, the man in red and full of blood and tears stood in the darkness and stretched out his hand to Li Ying and kept pulling him to his side. Li Ying wanted to avoid her, but no matter how he could, he couldn't hide his face full of blood and tears. He wanted to escape and escape from the darkness, but he could not find an exit.

The boundless darkness was like a tight net that wrapped him in it. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't hurt the net, let alone escape from it.

He was so anxious and sweating that all he felt was despair and reluctance in his heart.

"Take a good look! Is the poison on the sword really only has the effect of making people faint. Is there no other place that can cause harm to human body? Why does your highness look so miserable? Does he really have no other injuries except this trauma? Why don't you go over it again? Ah? "

Sitting on the edge of the bed to give Li Ying a needle to expel the toxins in his body, the doctor was speechless. Looking at the chattering Qi Ding, he felt that he was two big at the head.

After Qi Ding and the doctor's eyes collided, they were still stunned for a few times, and then jumped up again, "what are you looking at me for? Look at his highness

Taiyi: "it's just

Last time I ran to his sedan chair and asked Li Ying about his injury. Now he has to direct his hands and feet while he is treating his illness. Qi Xiaojun is really

Li Ying, who was lying on the bed, was having a nightmare. The cold sweat from his body had soaked his clothes and bedding, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted together. The painful look on his handsome face made people feel unbearable.

Qi Ding noticed that Li Ying's hand had been tightly pulling the sheets under his body, and the back of his hands was also covered with sweat.

He quickly took a handkerchief to put sweat into Li Ying's hands. While wiping, he cast a reproachful look at the doctor.

"Why are you sweating so much? Doctor, can you do it? No, let me do it! "

The doctor resisted the impulse to jump up and yell at Qi Ding. He pressed down his anger and explained to him that it was detoxification. The more perspiration, the better. There was nothing wrong with sweating.

After a while, Li Ying finally stopped sweating, but he was still unconscious.

Qi Ding was nervous again, "great doctor!"

The doctor also felt that something was wrong, so he opened Li Ying's eyelids and looked at him for a while.

"Your Highness is having a nightmare. Just wake him up."

As soon as Taiyi raised his head and exchanged a look with Yin Xing, he was ready to raise his buttocks to make way for Yin Xing, so that he felt that the only dark guard who had a good relationship with Li Ying woke Li Ying.

Who knows that his buttocks just left the bed, the whole person was arched by Qi Ding and pushed to one side directly.

Yin Xing, out of kindness, gave the great doctor a hand to hold the man who was arched down by Qi Ding. The doctor lifted the hat on his head and saw Qi Ding sitting in the position where he had just sat, and stretched out his hand to cover Li Ying's hand that held the sheet. It seemed that he wanted to break his hand off.

"Your Highness, your highness?"

The grand doctor wiped the sweat between his forehead and looked at Qi Xiaojun holding his Highness's hand and calling him again and again. Suddenly, he was puzzled.

Is this general Qi so patient? I don't think so!

"Your Highness..." Qi Ding lowered his head and broke off Li Ying's hand that was holding the sheet with his two hands. Until some stiff fingers fell into his palm because he had been dragging the sheet for a long time, he sobbed and sighed, "Your Highness, get up and look at me..."

This voice with choking words fell in the ears of several people in the room, which surprised them.