Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"How can this needle be drawn randomly, you..." Shangguan Yu's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

It's fine to make trouble in normal times. This is a time when life is at stake. How can this be done?

"I, I think he seems to be fine, so I helped him pull out the needle." Wen Xiaoai thought for a while how to fool Jun Moyan's sudden recovery.

"It's okay..."

"The third master seems to be really okay." Qing Yi stood by the bed, leaned over to check Jun Moyan's situation, and then said to them with some surprise.

"Hurry up and call the drunkard." Shangguan Yu was excited when he heard it, and went forward to check Jun Moyan's situation again.

"Okay." Tsing Yi hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and instead of calling Bai Yi, he directly called the alcoholic.

The drunkard over the phone heard Tsing Yi say that Jun Moyan seemed to be okay, he was relieved and guessed that the person should have rescued him.

He put down the medical book in hand, pretending to be surprised, asked about the situation, and then hurried back to Wuyuan with his white clothes.

Wen Xiaoai turned and went into the bathroom, drank warm water, took the towel and came to the bed, ready to help Jun Moyan wipe the black blood on his back.

"Or don't touch him and wait for the alcoholic to come back to see the situation." Shangguan Yu stopped Wen Xiaoai.

After all, Jun Moyan really didn't know whether it was good or bad in the current situation. He really didn't dare to touch and move, if something happened accidentally, it would be troublesome.

"……Oh."

Wen Xiaoai could only put the towel and the basin aside, and then squatted down next to the bed again, staring unblinkingly at the face and his face had returned to normal, but Jun Mo Yan, who was still a little pale, looked at him from time to time and reached out to touch him. s face.

Wen Xiaoai tried to keep silent, trying to reduce her sense of existence. However, Tsing Yi still looked at her from time to time. Obviously, she wanted to know what was going on and how to leave for more than ten minutes, she suddenly became better.

Tsing Yi really wants to know, because this is too strange.

If Wen Xiaoai saw that Jun Moyan was all right, shouldn't the first reaction be to find them happily, and then find the alcoholic to check the situation?

Why did she help him withdraw the needle until they took the initiative to knock on the door, and she calmly opened the door, or the young master Shangguan saw that the needle was gone, she said this.

This shouldn't be such a reaction at all...

Shangguanyu didn't think so much. After all, he didn't participate in any of the various strange incidents that happened in Wuyuan some time ago. He didn't know the appearance of Wen Xiaoai, only that she was Jun Mo Yan. Like it, my home is in the holy city.

At this moment, only the corpse poison on Jun Moyan's body was not venomous, and the others didn't even care about it.

Soon, the drunkard and Bai Yi returned.

The drunkard saw Jun Moyan's situation and knew what was going on, but he still had to ask: "Who took his needle?"

"I, I think he's okay, so I helped him pull the needle." Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips, like a child who made a mistake, bowed her head, afraid to look at them.

"How can this be pulled?" The drunkard said symbolically, and didn't say more, let alone ask where the needles went.

And Tsing Yi did not notice this.

After checking Jun Moyan's situation, under everyone's expectations, the drunkard said, "It's okay."

"Really all right?" Tsing Yi couldn't believe it.