568: C568 Master

C568 Master

3"Master."

She spoke in a hoarse voice.

Her voice was soft and weak. "Master..."

Bo Qian's hand froze. He stared at the black melon seed in shock.

Mu Shinian's head gently rubbed against his arm twice as if she was acting spoiled. Then, there was a patch of moisture on his arm and her tears fell down.

"Master, I feel uncomfortable."

"Very uncomfortable."

"I feel like I'm going to die soon. "

He was really going to die soon.

When she was still young, she was not sensible. She fought very fiercely when fighting. No matter how serious her injuries were, it was not as unbearable as it was now.

But now, she felt like she was really going to lose her life.

When Bo Qian heard her calling him master, he felt that his mood was not very good.

He had seen Mu Shinian's skills before. It was absolutely impossible to say that no one taught her.

However, he was jealous.

This so-called master actually made her trust him so much... Mu Shinian was such a proud person. How could she lower her head and act like a spoiled child?

In the end, she only acted like a spoiled child in front of such a master. She acted more like a spoiled child than anyone else.

Bo Qian held the needle in his hand. An uncontrollable sourness started spreading from his heart.

"You won't die."

Bo Qian covered her eyes. His voice seemed to have some kind of charm that could bewitch people. "You will not die with me around."

Mu Shinian blinked twice.

Her long eyelashes gently rubbed against his palm twice.

It was soft and itchy.

Bo Qian's originally somewhat angry mood instantly dissipated a lot.

He lightly sighed. "Take a nap. It's fine. I'm here."

Mu Shinian made a sound of Wu, and with her messy hair on her head, she rubbed against his body a few more times. Then, she listlessly closed her eyes.

Seeing that she was so obedient, no matter how hard Bo Qian's heart was, it softened.

His chin was pressed against her forehead. He rubbed it a few times as a response. Then, he forced himself to concentrate and focus on injecting the needle.

Bo Qian used an ancient method that was complicated and detailed.

After a set of needles, Mu Shinian's face was much better, but her clothes were all wet.

Bo Qian was sure that her fever was starting to subside, so he went to the closet, opened the door, and casually picked out a set of clothes. Just as he was about to change, he felt that something was wrong.

Bo Qian looked at her open collar and felt a warm feeling at the tip of his nose.

At the critical moment, he did not dare to be distracted. Now that he calmed down, those... scenes kept appearing in his mind.

Bo Qian grabbed his clothes hard. His face was covered with a faint layer of blood.

Then, this layer of blood became more and more turbulent.

Before anything happened, Bo Qian quickly walked over. After helping her pull her clothes, he quickly walked out.

Downstairs, Tang Soong was conscientiously guarding the entrance and did not budge an inch. The little senior sister and Eldest Senior Brother recovered and decided to barge in without saying a word.

When Tang Soong had just been picked up by the collar, Bo Qian had already come down with a set of clothes.

He didn't say anything and just threw it to the little senior sister.

The little senior sister took it. After being confused for a while, her face quickly turned ugly, "Damn, are you abnormal?"

Bo Qian frowned, "What do you mean?"

The little senior sister coughed, and her hand that was grabbing her clothes trembled. "You, you actually! You! Are you a beast? She's still having a fever!"

At this point, Bo Qian finally understood what had happened.

" She's sweating. Go and change her clothes! "

Bo Qian said stiffly.

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