Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Qin Wushuang nodded: "Yes, it is precisely because I am a doctor that I understand my body better. A doctor does not heal himself. I can heal others, but I can't heal myself..."

Zhuge Canglan wanted to talk, but she didn't know what to say. She could only kill people but not comfort others. When facing a dying patient like Qin Wushuang, she didn't know what to say.

However, Zhuge Canglan couldn't figure out what to do if she wanted to get out of the third floor?

Ah Zhao's cheerful voice came from outside: "Master, the medicine is ready^..."

He carefully held the bowl full of black-brown concoction, pushed the door in, and immediately closed the door, for fear that the outside wind would blow in...

Zhuge Canglan looked at Ah Zhao, he had a happy smile on his face, as if nothing would make him lose his smile, even if the sky fell, he would still smile calmly.

Ah Zhao carried the medicine bowl straight through Zhuge Canglan's body without encountering any obstacles.

Although he already knew that Ah Zhao couldn't see Zhuge Canglan, Qin Wushuang was still very surprised to see this scene.

Zhuge Canglan pulled the corners of her lips, it seemed that she could only touch Qin Wushuang, and no one else could touch her.

Ah Zhao sat on the side of the bed, "Master, I added a lot of honey to the medicine, so it won't be bitter. I... also prepared candied fruit..."

When Qin Wushuang saw the black concoction, she suddenly felt a fishy and salty taste coming up in her throat. She tried her best to suppress it, and said to Ah Zhao: "Put it down, it's a bit hot, I'll drink it later!"

Ah Zhao's eyes were pleading: "But Master, you always say that the effect of the medicine will not be good if it is cold, Master, take a sip, just take a sip, okay?"

Qin Wushuang's heart softened at Ah Zhao's begging eyes, and he took a sip from his hand.

The bitter concoction entered her throat, causing her stomach to churn, but Qin Wushuang had no choice but to forcefully swallow it because Ah Zhao was in front of her.

"Look, I drank it... the rest, I will drink it myself later, you go to rest, I have driven for several days, and I have to go out to swim in the lake tomorrow

What. "

Qin Wushuang wanted to send Ah Zhao away, if she took another sip, she might not be able to hold on.

Ah Zhao pouted his lips, a little reluctantly: "Okay then, I'll go back first, Master must remember to drink..."

Qin Wushuang nodded: "I will definitely drink it up..."

Ah Zhao went out, smiled brightly at Qin Wushuang, and closed the door.

But as soon as he turned around, Ah Zhao's tears flowed out, like a wounded little beast, he whimpered softly: "Master, please don't leave me alone..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled wryly, these two people are trying to hide from each other.

One is afraid that he will be sad if he finds out about his own situation, and the other is afraid that she will know that he already knows about her situation, and he still tries to pretend to be happy every day. Living like this is really tiring.

Zhuge Canglan had never experienced that kind of emotion, and she didn't know how to think about one person wholeheartedly. She thought, maybe she would never give such emotion for one person in her life.

It's just that an outsider like her feels physically and mentally exhausted, and the two people in the middle don't know what it feels like.

Qin Wushuang propped up her body, poured all the black potion in the bowl into a potted plant next to the head of the bed, and said softly: "He doesn't know, these medicines are already useless to me. ..."

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