"Brother Mu Fan." When Baoer woke up, it was already late at night.

Just as he was about to sit up, he was gently pressed back by Mu Fan, who was sitting beside the bed: "Of course, lie down."

Baoer frowned in a daze, a little unresponsive to what was going on.

It was not until the pain came from her body that she slowly came to her senses, and the memories of the stars returned to her mind.

"Brother Mu Fan, I, I'm still playing..." Before Baoer could finish his words, a stinging sensation came from his head in an instant.

"It's over, be good, lie down." Mu Fan's big palm fell on Baoer's head wrapped in gauze and rubbed it gently.

"It's over?" Looking at Mu Fan, Baoer endured the pain in her body, and her voice was hoarse: "Brother Mu Fan, I want to drink water."

She was so thirsty, so thirsty that she felt so uncomfortable. She just wanted to drink some water quickly and moisturize her thirsty throat.

"Okay, lie down, I'll pour it for you now."

What is different from usual is that Mu Fan's face was not a little smile on his face and his voice was also low.

Even if Baoer was anxious, he could only obey and lie down first when he saw this.

She remembered that she was separated from Murong Xueer and had not waited for her to come back for a long time, so she set out to the next place.

Later, she was attacked by several people with black cloth on their faces that suddenly appeared...

"Brother Mu Fan, what's going on in the field now?"

After drinking the tea that Mu Fan poured her in one breath, Baoer looked at him with a serious expression.

"What you should care more about now is not your body's condition?"

After taking the empty cup back, Mu Fan turned around and came to the table, poured the second cup, and then returned.

Baoer had his lips subdued. Although that's right, she was still worried about today's game.

"Wait for me here, I'll inform the emperor and the queen that they have been here and saw that you were not awake, and they left again."

Handing the cup to Baoer, Mu Fan looked at her with his eyes down, his face still heavy.zt0g

After being injured so seriously, the Seventh Emperor and the Seventh Emperor should be very nervous: "Brother Mu Fan, go, I will stay obediently."

Seeing that she was obediently raising her head to drink tea again, Mu Fan turned around and strode towards the door.

Within a quarter of an hour, several people gathered in Baoer's dormitory.

"Baoer, what do you think? Are you getting better? Aunt Qi is almost scared to death by you!"

As soon as Meng Yinian entered the dormitory, she immediately strode to the edge of the bed and looked at Baoer, who was covered in gauze, with a very anxious expression.

Baoer smiled slightly, swept the few people who came in with Meng Yinian, and shook his head, but his breath was very weak.

"Uncle Seven Emperors, Aunt Seven Emperors, Uncle, Aunt, Don't worry, as long as Brother Mu Fan is here, Bao'er will not be fine."

"Although I said it's okay? Look at how you're hurt. The Seventh Emperor Aunt can't find a perfect place on you."

Knowing that everyone was caring about him, Baoer just pursed her lips and smiled without refuting.

"Chu Qianyi, I'm sorry! If it weren't for my negligence today, this wouldn't have happened."

Murong Xueer, who was originally standing in the crowd, came to Baoer and looked down at her, with apologies in her words.

"You didn't mean it, what's there to apologize? Besides, am I fine now?"

Murong Xueer felt better when Chu Qianyi could scold her.
Chapter completed!