Chapter 893: More and more like a hostess

Long Mu stunned and stunned, and the subconscious wrist protected the money in his arms.
Although Long Muzhen's reaction was considered to be alert, the bow and arrow did not hit the shoulder, but he broke his sleeve and broke a hole.
The black man inside the carriage saw the white shoulders of Long Mu's white, revealing a little blood stain, and immediately whistled.
The black man who was ambushing around, after receiving the signal, did not love the battle. Immediately, like a ghost, along with the carriage, disappeared into the street.
Qian Duodu supported the shoulders of Long Muzhen, saw the blood stains on his clothes, and was so scared that he squirmed and opened the skirt, thinking of exploding the wound for him.
"How can it flow so much blood, fourteen, you endure it."
However, Long Muzhen bit his teeth and prevented the closeness of the money: "Duo, don't lick, the wound is poisonous, let's go back to the palace."
Qian Duodu looked at the painful expression of Long Mu's face with horror, and hugged the arrow on the ground with a cloth strip and put it in his arms.
She vaguely felt that the assassination was definitely premeditated.
Just when the phoenix was flying, in the eyes of Ziwei, there was a strong murder.
Is it that she secretly informed the great emperor, together with Long Muzhen, together with the roots?
Qian Duoduo was too late to think about it, directly supporting Long Muzhen, and quickly returned to the palace.
The people in Wangfuli were injured when they saw the brave master.
All the people are stunned and standing in the same place, incredible like a stiff stone.
"What are you doing? Come and help, go to the royal doctor, don't you want this month's money?"
The flowers blossomed and frowned, and the clean and sly sipping the group of people who stared at themselves as monsters.
A group of people immediately reacted and began to get busy.
"My little girl is getting more and more angry with the hostess. After seeing the king, I have to listen to the instructions, coughing -"
Because of the poisoning, Long Muzhen’s face was already white, but he looked at the fierce appearance of the money, scared the people in his house, like a group of chickens, and he was very funny. One sentence.
Who knows, just said a word, can not help but cough for a while.
"You old man, you are not worried, you are hurt, and you are joking. You don't know that I am going to cry."
Qian Duodu complained, and two drops of tears fell.
"Well, I don't cry, I don't talk, I listen to you."
Long Muzhen was very distressed, endured the pain of his arm, raised his hand and wiped his tears.
The people of the upper and lower kings of the palace, the hands and feet are Ma Li, Long Muzhen just lie on the soft couch, the two doctors in the palace, they were sneaked into the room.
Qian Duo Duo seems to have seen two people to save the straw, and he squatted out, and the petite body was in front of them, and he began to squat.
"The fourteen shoulders are in the middle of the arrow, and they are still very poisonous. They have a lot of black blood. And we are running back all the way. Will it make the wound worse? And, you know, ten. What is the blood type of the four, do you want to prepare some ABO-type plasma to prevent him from losing blood and shocking?"
The two doctors trembled on the ground, and the king was injured, and the palace was chaotic.