Mu Zhao sat there, rubbing his forehead gently: "If something happens to Sheng Lan, you can go by yourself!"

Qingqiu raised her head suddenly, but in the end she could only lower her head and responded noddedly: "Yes!"

Song Yanran pierced the silver needle in her hand into a point on Quan Shenglan's back little by little, and then slowly pulled it out. In an instant, black blood flowed out.

"It won't happen, but my body is too weak and I'm cold again. After I release blood, I'll take good care of it!" Song Yanran took the cloth towel beside her and wiped her hands. "Qingqiu and the others also listened to Quan Shenglan's words, what's wrong?"

When Mu Zhao heard Song Yanran's words, he didn't say anything, but just frowned: "Sheng Lan her..."

"It's okay. If you soak for a while, she will wake up. After waking up, she will immediately dry her body and wrap it in a quilt. Don't catch a cold. If you drink a bowl of ginger tea, you will be fine!" Song Yanran looked at Quan Shenglan who was soaked in hot water and said softly, "She is fine, but she is King Yuan, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Mu Zhao then remembered what Song Yanran said when she came out of Gu Jinzhi's house: "You just said that I don't know if King Yuan can wake up, what does it mean?"

"It's literal!" Song Yanran rubbed her forehead and sighed, "I have saved the life of King Yuan, but I don't know whether he can wake up!"

"What do you mean is he may not be able to wake up?" Mu Zhao was startled, "I was afraid that he would just be frozen, so why would he not be able to wake up?"

"King Yuan's body is not as healthy as you have seen. He is poisonous and has even more cold poison on his body. He was also infected with the third type of poison reading a few days ago. His whole body has been eroded by poison. I have tried my best to save his life, but it may not be guaranteed that he will wake up." Song Yanran explained in one breath.

"You mean, King Yuan may have been lying there all his life and will not wake up?" Mu Zhao stood up suddenly.

"That's right, and it's most of the possibilities." Song Yanran lowered her eyes, "He was poisoned since he was a child. His body had been tortured by the toxin. It was God who gave him a special luck! You know, before I gave him a needle, he only had a 10% chance of surviving."

Mu Zhao stood there in a daze, obviously it would take some time to digest the news that was like a bolt from the blue.

"In fact, it may not necessarily lie here for the rest of your life. After all, you have to know that people can live for a short time when they can't eat." Song Yanran said halfway through, she found that Quan Shenglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, which was obviously a sign that she was about to wake up.

"Take the quilt over, she's about to wake up!"

Qingqiu quickly brought the quilt and piled it on Song Yanran's body. Then he picked up the dry cloth towel and quickly wiped the half-sleeping Quan Shenglan, then wrapped her with the quilt, and then carefully carried it to the bed.

"Surprise Lan, win over Lan!" Mu Zhao sat on the edge of the bed, calling him softly.

After a long time, Quan Shenglan slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Mu Zhao for a long time and suddenly said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't get engaged to my cousin!"
Chapter completed!