When Zhang Wenci saw that his aunt was angry, she dared to say a little more. She bypassed the osmanthus tree and headed straight for the dreamy purple bead curtain.

"Crazy--"

The sound of the shaking of the glass beads is actually very nice. At least, Zhang Wenci, who has always liked glass beads, thinks so.

However, when she lifted the purple bead curtain and saw the man in snow lying quietly behind the bead curtain, she found that she could not hear anything. The only thing she could sense was the faint breathing sound between her nose.

"Young Master Feng——"

"Yes, it's him. He has been unconscious here for three days. I originally wanted to go up and find you, but now you just happened to be back, so hurry up and see what's going on?"

Perhaps because Nalan Chunxue was too impatient, she didn't notice that Dr. Zhang, who was refining blood, was so obsessed with looking at the snow-like figure on the bed.

After a long time, she felt that there was no movement in front of her and then pushed her again: "Zhang Wenci, what are you doing?"

Zhang Wenci was shocked! Then he covered his mouth and gasped: "He... how could he become like this?"

"How do I know? When we saved the young master that day, we accidentally found that he was also lying not far away, so we brought him in. However, the young master had a high fever, but he had never woken up since he came in. He just lay here without moving. I wondered if he was dead?"

"Impossible!" Hearing this, Zhang Wenci directly denied Nalan Chunxue without even thinking about it.

Nalan Chunxue was slightly surprised, but nodded: "Yes, he is the Fengda Summoner who has lived for four hundred years. It's so easy to die. OK, you can take a look."

Feng Wurao's existence is not as simple as living as he. You must know that the only thing King Ye Mei is afraid of is him. If even he is dead...

Nalan Chunxue didn't dare to think about it anymore. She hurriedly urged her, then quickly calmed down and retreated aside.

Zhang Wenci's hands were shaking violently, but as a doctor, when her two fingers were placed on the man's pulse on the bed, her heart that had been beating violently soon calmed down.

However, the calmness lasted for less than three seconds, because after three seconds, she pulled her finger back like an electric shock!

"Aunt, he-no pulse!!"

Nalan Chunxue was stunned. When she realized what Zhang Wenci said, she also took action like lightning and put it on the man's pulse.

Sure enough, it was as cold as ice and as rocks as the sea. This person's pulse was as cold as a cold pond that had been frozen for thousands of years. It made her frightened!

"Zhang Wenci, what else can I do?" The mechanical head turned, and Nalan Chunxue opened her mouth and said this.

When Zhang Wenci heard this, she immediately took off her needle bag in a hurry, and then searched around in a hurry: "No, this must be my illusion, an illusion..."

She said incoherently, but she didn't notice. She didn't say a word, and Nalan Chunxue, who was beside her, felt a little deeper in her heart.

Finally, when she flipped out all the silver needles in the needle bag, Nalan Chunxue stood up from the chair: "No, I have to go find the young master, she must have a way to save Master Feng."

"No! The young master is seriously injured. If you ask her to deliver internal energy, she will be in danger."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Wenci immediately remembered the injuries he had treated for the young master in Gu Mansion, and immediately reached out and grabbed Nalan Chunxue's arm. The illusion..."

She said incoherently, but she didn't notice. She didn't say a word, and Nalan Chunxue, who was beside her, felt a little deeper in her heart.

Finally, when she flipped out all the silver needles in the needle bag, Nalan Chunxue stood up from the chair: "No, I have to go find the young master, she must have a way to save Master Feng."

"No! The young master is seriously injured. If you ask her to deliver internal energy, she will be in danger."
Chapter completed!