Therefore, although the servants agreed, everyone in their hearts knew that if they dig this way, unless all the rubble that fell from the tower was removed, the hope would be almost slim.

Soon, the sky became dimmed, and at this time, four hours had passed since the collapse of the Zhaiyue Tower.

As the sky darkened, I don’t know what happened, but in the sky, there were fine raindrops floating.

At this time, the Gu Mansion became extremely uneasy because of the lady's sudden coma.

When Zhang Wenci walked to Lanzhi Pavilion, it happened to be drizzling in the world, so she quickly covered the medicine bowl in her hand with her sleeves and quickly walked into the house.

As soon as she entered the door, there was still the faint sandalwood. She was stunned and turned her eyes to the side. She happened to see the young man in white who was spotless and as if he was like a lotus flower holding a wet brocade scrub over and over again and wiping the dry corners of the woman on the bed.

Seeing this, her face turned slightly red, she held the bowl of medicine on the table and said, "Young Master Feng, the medicine is ready."

Young Master Feng, she naturally knew about it. More than once, she heard from Aunt Chunxue that during those three years, their young master was practicing with her master Feng Wurao. Moreover, three years later, in order to get the young master out of the mountain, Aunt Chunxue went to Xiangyun Shuixi to find him.

I originally thought that the young master who had lived for four hundred years in Aunt Chunxue's mouth would definitely be an old man, but I never thought that this time I met, I was astonished as this time.

"Okay, you go out and leave it to me." Hearing that the medicine was cured, the man who was still obsessed with the brocade plaster just now got up and stood up from the edge of the bed.

When Zhang Wenci saw it, he quickly lowered his head and thought about leaving immediately. But when he turned around, he remembered the needle he had just given the young master, so he turned around and said softly: "Young Master Feng, I have already opened the blood blocked in the young master's acupoints. After you feed her medicine, she should be awake."

"Um!"

It was another simple word, but I don’t know why? When Zhang Wenci heard this word, he felt a lot happier.

That feeling was like she successfully treated the person in the blood refining for the first time and was praised by her wife.

After Zhang Wenci left, the bowl of medicine placed on the table was quickly led by a simple wrist.

"Lingsha, I've taken medicine."

In fact, Master Feng, who served the people, would not be able to serve the people, and would not be able to do it. Of course, he would not be able to do it, because by his side, the maids and maids would not let him touch a single finger.

But at this time, he took the white spoon in the medicine bowl and scooped a spoonful of dark brown medicine juice and fed it to the girl who was lying on the bed without any sense.

After a spoonful, before he could feed it, the medicine juice had already been poured on the girl's neckline below because the spoon was nearly 180 degrees straight.

He was stunned, and then looked at the spoon with a puzzled look on his face. When he realized that the height was wrong, he finally realized it suddenly. So he helped the girl on the bed up, took a pillow and put it under her, and then continued to feed him.
Chapter completed!