King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

"He's tongueless now, he looks dull, and sometimes he's crazy."

"Our master asked the doctor to take a look, but the doctor shook his head."

"I can't help it, the master can only ask you for help!"

Lin Jiumian's face was a little ugly, and he felt a little depressed and uncomfortable.

The water prison of the Shadow Pavilion is just west of the border between Dongling and Xizhou.

It took three days to get here.

Tayue reported the reaction of the court to Lin Jiumian truthfully, and asked her what she thought.

Lin Jiumian shook his head: "I have no idea, I just need them not to come out to make trouble for me, and I will talk about it after I finish tossing Jun Wumo and go back."

After thinking about it, she still ordered Tayue: "Look for Hongji and Chunhua, and let them take advantage of this time to speed up the development of members of the sisterhood."

Although Tayue still doesn't understand what the sisterhood does.

But since the master said it, let's work hard to develop it!

When Lin Jiumian arrived at the water prison, Jun Wumo had been waiting anxiously for a long time.

"Sorry, I know I shouldn't bother you at this time, but my father is going to die, I want to talk to him one last time. Can you help me!"

Lin Jiumian nodded.

This was the first time she really saw the former emperor of Xizhou.

His hair is already gray, and the skin on his face has been peeled off, but he can vaguely see that his outline is very similar to Jun Wumo.

Lin Jiumian put his fingers on the man's pulse.

After a while, he sighed softly: "He has run out of fuel, and he has been poisoned for a long time, so his skills are completely useless!"

Jun Wumo was a little crazy, he covered his mouth, desperately suppressing the pain.

Lin Jiumian thought for a while and asked the man, "Can you still move your hands?"

"Can you write?"

The man shook his head imperceptibly.

After Lin Jiumian checked, he found that his fingers had been pinched off.

No matter what appeal you have, you must hold on to your life for the time being.

Lin Jiumian gave him a pill, and then gave him a shot of cardiotonic and epinephrine.

Then, silver needles were used to dredge the meridians of the arm.

As for the finger, it must be broken, but it is not impossible to write.

"You want to communicate with him and know what happened, don't you?" Lin Jiumian asked.

Jun Wumo nodded: "Well, I want to know what happened back then!"

Lin Jiumian nodded: "I tied the pen to his finger, his wrist can move, just take the paper and let him write on it!"

"I can only keep him awake for an hour, after that, he will fall into a coma forever!"

Jun Wumo took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice:

"Okay, I understand, please!"

Lin Jiumian was also very depressed when he heard this.

Although Jun Ziran was not injured by Lin Jiumian, he was imprisoned in his water prison for a long time after all.

Had it been discovered earlier, perhaps this would not have happened.

Under Lin Jiumian's actions, Jun Ziran's body seemed to calm down a little, and his eyes slowly glowed.

"Father, I am Jun Wumo!"

Jun Wumo drew it over and shouted excitedly.

Jun Ziran looked up at Jun Wumo, a little excited, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Jun Wumo hurriedly comforted: "Don't panic, don't panic, you can write, let's write and talk slowly!"

Lin Jiumian specially prepared a writing shelf with a large piece of white paper on it.

Then he tied the pen to Jun Ziran's wrist.

Gentleman tried it out, and the words came out. Although the words were a bit ugly, they could communicate at least.

The first word he wrote was: Mo?