Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

What's even more strange is that the group of young masters and ladies who liked to bully him, those familiar faces, didn't come to have fun either.

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and a bad premonition flooded her heart.

She walked quickly to the seventh bookshelf on the second floor, looked around carefully, but still didn't see him.

Ling Luo grabbed an older administrator near the eighth bookshelf, and asked, "Excuse me, is that ugly little boy here today?"

"You said that ugly thing, he asked for sick leave and won't come today."

"Is he on sick leave? Is he sick?" Ling Luo's heart couldn't help tightening. He was so thin. Could it be that his body was broken because he ate too much Jing Yuan fruit and couldn't make up for his deficiency?

The older administrator sighed heavily, his face was tangled together, and his voice was full of unbearable: "Sick? It would be better if I was sick. Girl, you didn't see yesterday. Dozens of students surrounded him and beat him to death. Shapeless and covered in blood, it's a pity."

"Group fights?!" Ling Luo's voice suddenly raised several pitches, and she asked in great surprise, "Why did they beat him?"

"Hey, the old man looked at it from a distance, and it seemed that he was fighting for some fruit. The eyes of those dozens of students were all red. If it hadn't been for a very handsome young man who stopped the gang fight, the ugly boy would be afraid. He is going to be beaten to death!"

fruit?

Jingyuan fruit!

Ling Luo realized in an instant that Ji Liuli, as a senior of Jiulan College, could kill her for a few Jingyuan fruits, let alone those ordinary students.

A strong regret spread over my heart.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have given him so many essence fruits.

It was originally a good intention, but unexpectedly it brought him such a big trouble!

"Old man, you know he..."

Ling Luo's words stopped abruptly, she didn't know how to address Chou Nu, she didn't know his name...

"Does the old man know where he lives? I'm his friend and I want to see him."

The old man pointed out the window and said, "Go to the east, and you will find the residence of the servants. The innermost room is where he lives."

"Thank you, old man, for showing the way."

Ling Luo thanked him politely, went up to the fifth floor, and greeted Master Yanbo, saying that his friend's life was in danger and he might not be able to come in the morning.

Yan Bao is a sensible person, so he agreed immediately.

Ling Luo left the library tower and ran all the way, not long after, she arrived at the residence of the servants on the east side.

It was a row of relatively old dilapidated tile-roofed houses, and at the end of the tile-roofed houses was a small adobe thatched house with a dirty stove under the eaves.

Ling Luo pushed the ugly slave's door open.

With a thought of "squeak", a musty smell came to my face.

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and couldn't help covering her mouth and nose.

The room is small, with a simple plank bed, a broken table with a missing corner, a bumpy floor, and a skylight covered with oiled paper. The light coming in is all gloomy.

On the wooden bed lay an extremely ugly young man with a mottled burnt face, countless wounds all over his body, and black and red blood stains all over his body.

He was an extremely perceptive teenager.

But now he was in a coma due to serious injuries, and he didn't even realize that someone had pushed the door open.

Ling Luo hurriedly sat down next to Ugly Nu. She didn't care how dirty the bed was. She stretched out her hand and placed it directly on the boy's head.