"Jiu'er, how are you?

Jian Yi..." Little Cherry looked at Jian Yi, whose face was as pale as paper, and instantly turned red.

She knew what Jiuer meant. In order to stop letting her brother make unnecessary sacrifices, Chen Hongke killed him.

Does Jian Yi's appearance mean that Chen Hong is dead?

Just now, separated by a wall, Little Cherry also felt Jian Yi's pain deeply.

Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts. She was in Di Wuya's arms.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Di Wuya, stood up and turned around, looking at the man lying flat on the bed, lifeless at all.

"Ajiu, I'm fine. We have to save Jian Yi now. I'm afraid Chen Hong will be in trouble. I'm worried about Jian Yi and him..." Feng Jiu'er didn't finish her words and turned back to look at Xiaoying and the others.

"Little Cherry, hurry up and get ready. Everything I told you has been prepared in advance."

"Go ahead."

She waved her hand and sat down on the bed, "As long as Ah Jiu is here, he can help."

"good!"

Little Cherry nodded and led the other two people out.

The three of them are all people with knowledge of medical skills. Everyone knows how critical Jian Yi's situation is.

I just hope that things are not as bad as I imagined. I just hope that Jian Yi can get through it.

Ten hours passed in the blink of an eye, and after the sun went down, it hung high in the sky again.

Jian Yi's face didn't change much, and Feng Jiu'er's face became paler and paler.

When Xiaoying came in with breakfast, Feng Jiuer was still giving Jianyi acupuncture.

Not far away, Emperor Wuya was closing his eyes to rest.

"Jiu'er, eat some porridge first."

Little Cherry quietly walked to the bed and said softly.

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded lightly but did not raise her eyes.

"Is the bath water ready?
Chapter completed!