Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

  Chapter 247 She doesn't know

  She has drooping eyelids and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

  Wait until Su Ye returned to the academy and came to Tianzi No.1 Building.

  Unexpectedly, Feichen came soon after returning.

  Feichen stood outside the fence holding a wooden box in his hand.

  Su Ye came out of the house, wondering

   "Not a minister?"

  He nodded

   "Miss Su, this is the fire ganoderma that the master entrusted me to you."

  Su Ye took the box and opened it.

  I saw in the box, a palm-sized fan plate, the root of which was flushed like a fire Ganoderma lucidum.

  Unexpectedly, Yipinshan sent it at random with a random sentence.

"how is he?"

Feichen nodded

   "The master has taken the medicine and has rested."

  Su Ye squeezed the box’s hand and paused.

"Oh."

  She answered and said nothing.

  Wang Mansion, in the bedroom.

  The person who had been resting in the mouth of the non-church is now sitting on the bed, with two deep bone wounds on his back.

  A basin of clean water was carried in, and then a basin of blood was taken out.

  夙 her eyelids are drooping, her complexion can hardly conceal sickness and paleness.

  It's just that his expression is careless, and the wound seems to him to be unremarkable.

  Only Guan Jing standing in front of the bed, holding a white cotton cloth in his sleeves, rubbing his wounds little by little.

  The red gold silk embroidered robe is still on the ground.

  One piece that has long been damaged is all blood.

  The other one was also stained with blood, but all the blood permeated the embroidered robe, and no trace of it was visible outside.

  Guan Jing wiped and shook his head

   "This sixth-level defensive ice silk can be destroyed by that blow to look like this. What is the background of that white masked man?"

  The voice fell and no one answered.

  Only him and Suqin are in this room. Naturally, no one will answer him.

  Guan Jing treated his wounds while wondering

   "That girl Su is not a medical doctor? Why didn't she deal with it?"

  As soon as Su Ye was mentioned, her long black eyelashes trembled for a moment, her pale lips closed together, her voice hoarse

   "She doesn't know."

When    fell down the cliff, she fainted without knowing it.

  If she knew about her, would he feel sorry for him? Su Qing thought for a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

  His smile made that handsome face a lot of surprises.

  Want to come, after all, he just had a fever, and the benefactor didn’t dare to leave him every day.

   Guan Jing saw that this boy was so badly injured, he even laughed inexplicably.

  He trembles, hey, perverted.

   Outside the door, Fei Han Xilie stood outside the door.

  The scar on Sillie’s face was distinct, and his expression was cold, not knowing what he was thinking.

  *

  Tomorrow is Su Qing’s birthday, and Su Ye has never gone out since returning to the room.

  It wasn't until halfway through midday the next day that the door of her closed room finally opened.

  He was covered with dirty dust, Su Ye was relieved holding a small porcelain bottle

   "Finally succeeded."

  The Mirro in her hand has already been used up.

  Fortunately, there was still a copy when I gave the secret recipe to Qi.

  She spent nearly a day and night, refining medicine day and night in the Medicine King Ring, and exploded three cauldrons.

  Only five of them were refined.

  She was holding the door of the room, and as soon as she walked out, she saw Lin Moyu waiting beside her with a worried look.

   Seeing Su Ye’s embarrassed look, he quickly stepped forward to help

   "Miss, are you okay?"

  She waved her hand

"fine."

  As soon as her voice fell, Song Jue’s voice sounded

   "Today is that person's birthday, you didn't forget it when you wanted to come."

  Su Ye nodded,

"Remember."

   Talking and asking

   "What time is it now?"

  (End of this chapter)