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The third princess outside the door naturally couldn't see Xue Baochai's expression.He didn't even care about Xue Baochai's refusal, and knocked on the door with an unscrupulous "bang bang".

"Xue Baochai, open the door quickly. This princess wants to go in and take care of Xue Zhichen. He is unconscious now, and you can't do it alone. Quickly open the door and let this princess in." Seeing that Xue Baochai didn't open the door, the third princess softened her posture slightly and said It became to help Xue Baochai share the burden, not to get close to Xue Zhichen.

Xue Baochai scoffed at being courteous for nothing, and she didn't believe that she was doing it to share the burden for her.Don't you just want to get close to her brother!Do you think she can't see how careful she is?

"Third princess, please go back! It is enough for my brother to be taken care of by me. You are a princess, how can you condescend to take care of us lowly commoners! I will convey the third princess's wishes after my brother wakes up." Xue Baochai did not open the door and stood. Said the voice calmly at the door, no matter who came, she would not let her in.

"Xue Baochai, this princess ordered you to open the door, did you hear that? If you don't open the door, you are disobeying the emperor's order, and you will be punished. When you return to the God Realm, this princess will let your father punish you."

The third princess knocked hard on the door while jumping anxiously, she wished she could knock down the whole door.

But damn it, her cultivation base was banned, and she couldn't lift her shoulders or resist in this Daleiyin Temple. Even carrying a bucket of water was a problem, let alone opening the door.

Huh... You can't hold your breath anymore? Are you starting to use power and status to overwhelm others? Xue Baochai is full of sarcasm.

Originally, I wanted to spend time with the third princess, and extinguish her arrogance.But her brother is in treatment, and she doesn't know if he is out of danger, so she is not in the mood to waste time with her anymore.

At this time, it is best to keep a quiet environment, and not let her pollute the atmosphere.

"Third princess, I will take the blame when I return to the God Realm. Please move. My brother needs to be absolutely quiet for treatment. Please don't make your voice too loud." Xue Baochai ignored the third princess and walked to the bedside.

I saw that the foreheads of the two people sitting on the bed were covered with fine beads of sweat, enduring a trace of pain.Could it be that there was some problem in rescuing her brother? Xue Baochai held the washed towel in his hand but did not dare to wipe it, for fear of being disturbed by him, the two of them lost their temper.

"Miss Xue, since your brother is still in a coma, we'll come and visit him when he wakes up. I'm leaving now."

The indifferent voice came into the room, and Xue Baochai was stunned for a moment. The prince was also outside? The paralyzed face that was always rigid and tense suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Glancing at the two people in pain, Xue Baochai walked to the door and said softly, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, but my brother is too seriously injured to visit you two. Forgive Baochai for being unreasonable just now. Baochai also spoke out of desperation. Forgive me."

"Miss Xue is good to take care of Xue Zhichen, don't let me lose my talents in the God Realm. I will leave." After the prince finished speaking, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside the room.

Reluctantly, the third princess turned around in three steps and followed the pace of the prince back to their front yard.

Hearing that the two had left and the surroundings became quiet, Xue Baochai exhaled a long breath, and slightly let go of his hanging heart.If the prince forced his way in just now, she would not be able to stop him.

"Dangdang!"

Hearing the slight noise, Xue Baochai was startled, and quickly turned around and ran to the bed, only to see Bailong help Xue Zhichen, who was still in a coma, to climb down.

"Master Bailong, how is my brother? Just now I saw that you looked uncomfortable, did something go wrong on the way?" Xue Baochai walked over and gently covered Xue Zhichen with a quilt, and then asked Bailong.

"The poor monk cleared away the thick smoke and dust accumulated in his internal organs, and now he can breathe smoothly without any worries. Now we need to clean his wound in time and wipe his body. Otherwise, the wound infection will be more troublesome." Bai Long Raising his hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, he leaned against the bed in a state of collapse, breathing slightly heavily.

Looking into Xue Baochai's eyes again, he gave him a comforting smile, "No problem. Don't worry."

"Okay, I understand. Master Bailong, I'll do the rest. You hurry up and take a rest. Thank you for today. Don't say thank you for your kindness. If there is a need in the future, Baochai will definitely die."

Seeing Bailong's weakness, he must have spent a lot of cultivation to save his brother.Clearing the accumulated smoke may sound simple, but it must be done without any slack.A little careless use of excessive force or insufficient divine power will damage the internal organs of the rescued person, cause new injuries, and consume mental energy extremely.

At this moment, even though Xue Baochai had all kinds of questions, she didn't dare to speak again, because she had already paid off what she owed him.

"The poor monk is fine. Miss Xue hurriedly find a clean piece of clothes for Brother Ling to change into, and then bring a basin of water to the poor monk to treat his wound. It's not too late, let's go now, the Dharma conference is about to begin." Bai Long Weakness sits in an orderly arrangement on chairs.

But I can't help but worry in my heart, if I use my divine power rashly today, if Tathagata notices it, then...

"I'm going to fetch water right now, Master Bailong wait a moment." Xue Baochai went out like a whirlwind after speaking.

Just yesterday when she came to Daleiyin Temple, she heard those young novice monks say that the white dragon came back from learning the scriptures and was conferred the title of Eight Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva.If he had to speak the Heart Sutra at the beginning of the Dharma Conference, if he couldn't show up on time, then she would be a sinner through the ages.

When Xue Baochai came in again, Bailong had already adjusted his breath, his face was no longer so pale, and he improved a lot.Moreover, the prescription has already been written, and she is told to just take the pharmacy to the special pharmacy to get the medicine.

Xue Baochai went to grab the medicine at the location Bai Long said, and when he came back, he grabbed three sets of Chinese medicine.Bailong has bandaged Xue Zhichen's wound, wiped his body and put on clean clothes.

"Miss Xue, the medicine stickers are ready for three meals a day. The poor monk will come to change brother Ling's medicine in the evening. And... what happened today, must not be told to anyone, and the fourth person must not know." Bai Long Solemnly said, if anyone finds out, not only him, but she will also suffer.

"Don't worry, even if someone pries my mouth open, I won't say it." Xue Baochai patted his chest to ensure that he would not say it, his eyes were serious.

"The poor monk took his leave first. Although Brother Ling is out of danger, it's better to have someone to take care of him." After Bai Long finished speaking, he gave Xue Baochai the Buddhist ceremony, and immediately pushed the door out, leaving only a trace of white in Xue Baochai's eyes. reflect.

"I..." Knowing it, Xue Baochai was a little discouraged, since he realized it, he has left her with three such backs.

Sighing faintly, she let go of her thoughts, turned around and sat down beside the bed.

Looking at Xue Zhichen who was crawling, his face was leaning on the pillow, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his handsome and gentle face was slightly burned, and the right half of his face was scratched the size of a palm.