The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

Even in just a short moment, a layer of tiny beads of sweat had already overflowed from the tip of Mu Luan's nose.

Mu Luan's voice was soft but a little hurried, and she called out twice tentatively, "Mu Feng, Mu Feng..."

The man on her body remained motionless, as if he had really fainted.

The stinky man was so heavy that he pressed her down so hard that she couldn't move.

In the darkness, the man who Mu Luan thought was unconscious was now squinting his icy black eyes, watching her with interest as she frowned and couldn't move.

The sound of hurried footsteps gradually rang in her ears. Jun Zhao seemed to have just woken up, and his weak voice came into Mu Luan's ears, "Miss, is there anything wrong?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the silent room. Mu Luan's heart trembled and he shrank his head with a shiver.

As he retracted his chin, it suddenly hit something soft. Mu Luan could clearly feel that Jun Zhao's body stiffened for a moment.

However, he soon recovered as normal, supported himself with one hand on Mu Luan's side, and turned over to lie beside her.

Mu Luan suddenly felt that the breath in his chest became much smoother, and he ignored the strange yet familiar touch just now.

At the same time, a light flashed on the door. Yinxin stepped into the warm room with a lantern in her hand and saw her young lady sitting on the ground.

She hurried over, looked her up and down, and asked worriedly, "Miss, did you fall anywhere?"

Mu Luan shook her head and looked to the side following the warm light of the lamp.

Jun Zhao tilted his head towards Mu Luan, his face flushed abnormally. He forced himself to remain conscious and look into those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Mu Luan gathered her sleeves and leaned towards him without any hesitation.

The scene in front of him was obscured by darkness, and a sweet and soft fragrance once again reached Jun Zhao's nose as he wished.

Jun Zhao slowly closed his eyes and tightened the short blade in his sleeve.

He is so weak now. If he makes a wrong bet, this chess piece will be completely useless!

The next moment, a cold and soft hand covered his forehead.

Jun Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the woman covered in a warm glow with confusion.

"Go get the doctor," Mu Luan put down her hand, turned to Yin Xin and said, "Hurry up."

Yinxin glanced hesitantly at the fallen man, put the exquisite lantern into Mu Luan's hand, and then followed the order to leave the warm room.

Mu Luan just sat on the ground, the candlelight shining on her from the side, and a deep shadow enveloped Jun Zhao's body.

Jun Zhao stared at the petite woman in front of him with eyes as deep as the abyss. His fingertips moved, and he finally pushed the dagger that he had groped for in the night away.

Feeling that someone was following her, Mu Luan moved the lantern to the other side, allowing the candlelight to completely illuminate the man's beautiful and weak face.

His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was silent. Mu Luan felt uneasy and bit her lower lip tightly.

His injured arm fell directly at Mu Luan's side. When Mu Luan lowered his eyes slightly, he could see the glaring scarlet color.

The wound opened!

Mu Luan slowly stood up and walked to the drawer where Jun Zhao had taken the medicine before.

He opened the drawer without hesitation. There were only three or four medicine bottles in it, of different sizes, but there were no labels on specific usage.

Mu Luan simply took out all of them, holding the porcelain bottle and coming to Jun Zhao's side, and asked anxiously: "How should this medicine be used? Which bottle is for stopping bleeding?"

But the only answer she got was silence in the room.

Mu Luan looked at his increasingly pale face and glanced outside anxiously.

But she herself didn't notice that her hands holding the porcelain bottle were shaking slightly.

She removed the stopper from each bottle, put the medicine to her nose and sniffed it, only to find that all three bottles were colorless and odorless, and she couldn't tell what the medicine was.

Somewhat annoyed, he asked, "You always use so many white porcelain bottles, aren't you afraid of mixing up the drugs?"

Jun Zhao's eyelids moved slightly, and he squinted at the clear light.

His eyes reflected the girl pouring the powder carelessly into her palm, sniffing it and taking a closer look, her anxious expression not concealed at all.

There seemed to be a hint of amusement in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes again.

Mu Luan couldn't tell the difference between the medicines and didn't dare to try any on Jun Zhao easily, but seeing him lying on the ground in thin clothes and the cold ground, she was afraid that his illness would get worse.

So he pulled the mattress off the bed and spread it over him.

Fortunately, Yinxin was very fast and quickly arrived at the warm room with the court doctor.

Together with Yinxin, they helped the person from the ground to the bed.

Mu Luan had been in poor health since childhood. Madam Mu was worried about accidents, so she hired a court doctor to stay in the house just in case.

This allowed Jun Zhao to catch up.

It was already late at night. If I went out of the house to call a doctor, it would definitely not be so fast.

Judging from Jun Zhao's weak appearance at the moment, Mu Luan was worried that he would not last long enough for the doctor to arrive.

The court doctor felt Jun Zhao's pulse, calmed down and concentrated, and after a moment he untied the bandages on Jun Zhao's arm one by one.

When Mu Luan saw the hideous wound, she couldn't help but gasp.

The wound was deep and long, and a thin layer of rotten flesh had already solidified on the surface, devouring the fresh flesh and blood.

The court doctor frowned, carefully examined the wound, and said in a heavy tone: "He has been poisoned. The poison is extremely fierce. If he dies a little later, his life will be in danger."

Mu Luan froze in place for a moment and felt a chill running up her spine.

What kind of deep hatred could make someone want to kill him like this?

Fortunately, he got poisoned in the mansion, and fortunately she was there when the poison took effect, otherwise...how would he have survived?

The court doctor stood up and walked to the table, placed the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and wrote down a prescription for detoxification.

Mu Luan hurriedly asked Yin Xin to buy medicine.

Turning around, he saw the court doctor pull out a knife and roast it over the fire. The rotten flesh on Jun Zhao's arm had to be cleaned off bit by bit with the knife, otherwise he would inevitably suffer fever and coma.

I'm afraid Jun Zhao lived on the edge of a knife for the first twenty years of his life.

Being seriously injured is a common occurrence, so he looks so calm.

Mu Luan took a few steps forward, his eyes closed, quiet and fragile.

Perhaps it was because he was too sinister, crazy, bloodthirsty, brutal and indestructible in his previous life, which made people gradually ignore that he was just a mortal who could feel pain and die.

Mu Luan's indifferent heart was moved for the first time, and she could actually empathize with him. If she experienced everything that Jun Zhao had experienced, she would probably want to destroy the world and be angry about the injustice of the world.

The court doctor was busy treating Jun Zhao's injuries, so she couldn't help if she stayed. She was still worried about her mother, so she went to see her mother first.

Mu Luan originally wanted to go to A Niang's courtyard, but was told by the servant that A Niang was in the flower hall.

When they arrived at the flower hall, Mu Luan saw A Niang sitting alone in an armchair, her eyes full of worry.

This kind of situation happened more than once in Mu Luan's memory. Every time his father and elder brother went on a long trip, his mother would worry so much that she couldn't sleep all night.

"Mother," Mu Luan called softly and walked in.