Reborn from the flames, Devil Five Miss

  He opened his eyes without hurting, looked at Yun Jingchu's tearful face, and barked twice, wanting to tell her not to worry, he could hold on, but the sound that came out was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

  Baili Wujian had never seen Yun Jingchu cry before. She was so strong, so wise, and always calm as a mountain in the face of any situation. He hadn't expected that she would cry so sorrowfully for him. A softness and ache flashed through Baili Wujian's heart.

  Although the voice was weak and almost inaudible, Yun Jingchu still heard it.

  "Are you okay? Can you hear me speaking? If you can, please respond to me, hold on!" Yun Jingchu's voice was trembling with obvious choking.

  "Woof woof......" The faint sound was still almost inaudible.

  "Don't worry, you must hold on." Yun Jingchu's face was tearful, but his voice and eyes were firm and severe.

  "Woof woof......" Wu Xiong gave a weak response.

  The doctor was busy for the entire morning before finally applying medicine and bandaging Wu Shang's severely burned body. After drinking the medicinal soup, Wu Shang fell into a deep sleep.

  "Miss Wu, the dog's injury has basically stabilized. As long as it takes its medicine and changes its dressing on time, it will slowly recover. I'll take my leave now." Doctor Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a deep sigh.

  Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

  However, Yun Jingchu looked at Wu Shang who was wrapped up like a rice dumpling and shook his head. With a sincere expression, he looked at Wang Daifu: "Wang Daifu, don't leave yet, I'm afraid Wu Shang's injury might relapse. Can you stay in the mansion until tomorrow?"

  Wang's husband was stunned, a hint of sadness appeared on his face, and he nodded, "It's okay, it's not easy to save this little life, I don't want to lose everything at the last moment."

  On this day, Yun Jingchu stayed by Wu Shuang's side without leaving for a moment, and didn't even drink a drop of water.

  At night, Wu Shang started to have a fever, breathing laboriously and painfully opening his eyes slightly. When Yun Jingchu called out to him, he weakly responded with a few words.

  Wang was invited over again and after being fed another dose of medicine, he gradually calmed down.

  At the same time, in the southwest corner of the imperial palace, Youlan Palace.

  Yu Lan Gong is very close to Leng Gong, so it's very quiet and few people come here.

  On the bed in the main hall, Baili Wuyan's face was pale, motionless and lying on the bed, his breathing weak.

  Luò sat on the edge of the bed in a simple white dress, holding Bǎi Lǐ Wú Shāng's hand tightly and staring at his face with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

  The house is filled with the fragrance of incense and the sound of chanting.

  On the ground were placed golden cushions, on which Master Huiyuan and eight other elderly masters sat cross-legged, beating wooden fish while murmuring scriptures.

  This is what Luo Hou asked Dongfang Chen for help with.

  She asked Dongfang Chen to find a secluded place for her, and secretly invited the high monk of Yuanguo to pray for Baili Wuyi. In order not to leak the news, only her confidant Sun Yiniang was left by her side.

  Naturally, she said that Dongfang Chen would send someone to serve her, but it was just a cover-up. In fact, in order not to leak the news, only Sun Yiniang served here. All food and clothing were personally delivered by Dongfang Chen's trusted eunuch.

  Suddenly, Luo Hou saw that Baili Wujin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he was in extreme pain...

  Luo Hou couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly: "Master, come quick and take a look! Is my son going to wake up? I saw him frowning!"