Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

The surrounding air became colder and colder. The little girl in his arms was shaking violently at first, but as time passed by, she stopped shaking. Not only did she stop shaking, her breathing also became lighter. Omega δ ww.

This was not a good omen, and Rong Mo's heart was even more flustered. He swallowed his saliva and gently patted the girl's face.

There were many cracks in the wooden door, and from the gap, he could see that it was already dark outside. The surroundings were completely silent, with not a single person around.

"Hey, wake up, wake up first …"

He was still calling out to her. He was afraid that if the little girl continued to sleep, she really wouldn't wake up.

The little girl seemed to have regained a bit of consciousness from his actions, but her heavy eyelids fluttered slightly, and due to her exhaustion, she quickly drooped back down.

Seeing her eyes trembling, Rong Mo cried out in surprise, "You're awake! Look at me! Stop sleeping! Look at me!"

The little boy frantically held the little girl's face, using his forehead to hold her face, and was still exhaling for her.

The little girl finally caught her breath and looked at the person in front of her weakly. Her face and lips were so white that it was almost transparent, "I … Good... "I'm so sleepy..."

"I can't sleep now, so let's not sleep anymore. We can talk, but we won't be sleepy anymore..."

The little girl swallowed her saliva, as if she understood her current situation. She forced herself to focus and asked tiredly, "Speak … What are you talking about … "What..."

"Speak... Speak of your parents, your big sister, your family, or whatever you want to say.

The little girl didn't have the strength to describe it. Many people thought about it and many things happened in her mind. Finally, her eyes slowly turned red and she pressed her face into the boy's arms. She sobbed and said in a wronged manner, "I … Good... It hurts, I. I think. My house... Little … "Young mistress..."

Do not look at her crying, crying in pain and patience, his heart clenched, he angrily roared at the air: "What the hell is this place! Why was there not a single person around! If you catch us, why isn't there anyone watching! Someone! Someone come quickly! "

The little girl cried twice and was tired. Her eyes were lowered and she wanted to fall asleep again.

Don't worry, don't worry, we will definitely be saved. After a few hours, Father will definitely find us, he will definitely find us, and we will persevere. Hey, did you hear that? "Hold on a little longer!"

The little girl did not move. After a short moment of clarity, she became even more dazed. She closed her eyes and used all her strength to lean into Rong Mo's embrace. She did not even know where she was. The numbness, the cold, the desire to fall asleep just like that … it was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a voice in her head telling her so, and the voice saying, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep, and you'll be comfortable …

He fell asleep... It wouldn't be cold, it wouldn't hurt...

The little girl could only feel that the voice was lingering. Slowly, she compromised and let herself relax as if she was doing it on purpose. Then, she saw a path in front of her, a bright and warm path.

The voice added, Just walk, just walk, just walk to the end.

Go … Walk over.

Then, let's walk over … …

The thought in her mind activated her consciousness, but before she could take a step forward, the violent "Kuang Kuang Kuang" sound of the collision smashed the road in front of her into pieces.

The little girl felt as if a bucket of cold water had poured over her head, instantly clearing her mind.

She absentmindedly opened her eyes, and the "clang clang" sounds beside her ears became even clearer.

She tilted her head to look for the source of the sound. In her blurry vision, she saw a little boy who was completely naked. He was holding his arms and using his own body to smash into the cold door in front of him.

Just now, he had taken off his last undergarment and draped it over the little girl's body.

The little girl found her voice. "You … "You …" But words were not enough.

The little boy did not even have a head, his shoulders were already bruised by the wooden door, but he continued to clench his teeth and persevere, without the slightest hesitation, his movements did not slow down at all.

The door was locked from the outside, and the child's strength was still limited. After bumping into the door for an unknown period of time, he felt dizzy and his entire body went numb. That door did not move at all.

Rong Mo was furious, he waved his fist as though venting his anger, and shouted at the door: "Open the door! Open the fucking door! What cowards? If you have the guts, come in front of me and see if I won't chop you into pieces! Bastard, bastard! You only know how to bully little girls, what kind of sewer rats are you?! Get the fuck out here! "Get out here!"

The young master, who was usually lawless and overbearing, was still young, but for the first time, he experienced what it meant to despair and helplessness.

When the door doesn't open, allow Mo to run back and check on the chick.

The little girl silently shed tears. She did not fall asleep again, she sniffed with her nose, held on to her last breath, and advised: "You … You put your clothes on. Wear … "Wear it..."

Rong Mo didn't listen to her. He tightly covered her with his thick clothes, not leaving a single gap.

The little girl pushed his hand and said, "You … You wear. You can. "It can live..."

After a while, he wiped his face with the back of his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He held the little girl up, choked with sobs, and then hugged her again, unable to say a word.

The whole situation seemed to have been set in stone. With wounds added with cold, this little girl whom he had hated for three years and hated for three years was about to die.

But what if he didn't want her to die?

Don't die, please don't die...

The more he cried, the more he cried. Because of his own incompetence and his inability to salvage the situation, he was especially angry. He was angry at those bastards, and also angry at himself.

The two of them embraced each other without a word. Time passed slowly.

Until the little girl fell asleep again.

He wanted to cover her face with his hands again, but when he raised them, he found that his hands were as cold as ice.

He breathed heavily for a while, wanting to warm his hands, but his eyelids gradually started to feel heavy. He was not wearing any clothes in the cold storage room. How could the young master, who lived like a prince, endure this?

In his drowsiness, he couldn't help but wonder if his father would feel sad after his death, or if he would act like his little sister and not even look at her once.

"... Is it here? Lance, is that it? "

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he heard a absent-minded voice coming from outside the door.

He suspected it was an illusion, but then he heard a fierce barking: "Woof woof woof!"

It was then that the voice spoke again, "Great spear, someone, smash the door open!"

… ….

When he woke up again, he heard a faint sound of sobbing, close to his ear.

The boy frowned in fatigue. He wanted to move his body, but he felt weak and could not lift his hand.

Following that, he heard his aunt's voice which abruptly turned excited as she shouted, "You're awake! Are you awake? Mo'er, Mo'er, Imperial Physician, quickly call the Imperial Physician … "

After a moment of confusion, Murong Mo completely regained consciousness. He saw his familiar yet gentle birth mother by the bedside, as well as the white beard and white hair by his side. He saw Imperial Physician Chen taking her pulse.

He tried to open his mouth, but no words came out.

Imperial Physician Chen consoled the little boy by pressing him on the shoulder, reminding him, "Your fever has just subsided and your throat is still normal. You'll be fine in two days. Don't speak for the next two days and rest in peace. You must drink the medicine on time."

Imperial Physician Chen was an experienced old imperial physician of the Imperial Physician Chen. When she was younger, he was always mischievous, had a cold, and always took medicine concocted by Imperial Physician Chen. As time passed, she became more familiar with the medicine, and Ju Mo always respected this esteemed old mister, but today, he wasn't as obedient as before.

He struggled but still tried to make a sound. That. Stupid … Damn brat … "What …"

The aunt sobbed but did not answer.

Rong Mo's face instantly paled: "She … She died. "Die …"

"No, no." Imperial Physician Chen hastened to explain, "Fifth Miss's injuries are quite severe. Although she hasn't awoken yet, her life is in no danger. Second Young Master can be at ease."

Allow me to support myself, and said while clenching my teeth: "I will go … … Go and take a look... "Let's take a look..."

"What are you looking at?" "If it wasn't for her, how could you have suffered like that? She's in your father's room, so far away, how are you going to get there? Just lie still and don't move.

Don't rise to your feet, "he suddenly looked at his aunt," She... She's. Father... In the room? Then … Then … Father... Come, come and see me. "Did you?"

Rong Mo's aunt did not say anything, but started crying again.

A moment later, he lay back down on the bed.

Imperial Physician Chen was a good person, so he consoled, "Fifth Miss is in grave danger, so the prince will naturally take care of her. Second Young Master need not worry too much. Calm down and rest."

Do not absent-mindedly look at the bed curtain screen, heart, why, why, why he is even less than that wild girl?

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