You are my world

"Doctor, how is he?" Pu Xiaosan asked with Yamano Muro in his arms.

"How about it? It's not far from death. Injury to internal organs doesn't happen overnight." The old doctor wiped his beard and said, this person is indeed not far from death, but there is still a glimmer of life.

"Did you feed him something before?" The old doctor asked with narrowed eyes.

Pu Xiaosan nodded, but the old doctor didn't ask any further questions, just said: "People can't die, but they die easily. You understand what I mean."

Pu Xiaosan nodded, it was all his fault that caused Mulang to be so weak, it won't happen in the future, it won't happen in the future, it won't leave again, it won't make you sad, Pu Xiaosan looked at the person in his arms with Guilt, sadness, and love.

Seeing the man hugging the man, the old doctor didn't say anything because he knew that even if he was alive, this person would be worse off than dead, but the old doctor didn't say that.

The dilapidated hut has been repaired by Pu Xiaosan. The hut is full of everything, just like Yamano Kirang once imagined, a hut for two people.

Seeing the one who was still frowning slightly, Park Seung Gi smiled, at least this person had an expression.

"Mulang, Mulang." Pu Xiaosan called twice softly.

Shanye Mulang moved, but he didn't wake up, the sky was getting dark, Pu Xiaosan took off his shoes and went to bed, carefully hugged him in his arms, kept watching, kept watching, as if he wanted to remember this person in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Pu Xiaosan's voice was very low, but it was loud in the middle of the night, but no one could hear it.

Yamano Kuro couldn't help touching it, and a scream came out of his mouth. He wanted to move, but he didn't have the strength.

"What's the matter, Mu Lang, what's the matter?" Pu Xiaosan was woken up, and looked at Shan Ye Mu Lang who was a little scared away from him and asked worriedly.

However, Yamano Kirō stepped back, as if he was very frightened.

"Ah, eyes, I can't see, eyes, my eyes..." Yamano Kuro cried and rubbed his eyes, why he couldn't see, why he couldn't see.

"Mulang, Mulang..." Pu Xiaosan reached out to hug Shanye Mulang but was pushed away.

"Who are you, who are you, where is this?" Shanye Mulang pushed away the person who tried to hug him, and pulled the quilt back in fear.

However, after a while, Yamano Kiro calmed down. He tried to hear and see, but his eyes and ears couldn't hear. He was still alive, and he was suffering.

Tears flowed continuously, Pu Xiaosan hugged him in his arms: "Mulang, Mulang, don't cry, don't cry, you will be fine, I will find someone to heal your eyes."

Pu Xiaosan wiped away the tears for Shanye Mulang, and the old doctor said that Shanye Mulang couldn't hurt himself.

But at this moment, Shanye Mulang couldn't hear Pu Xiaosan's voice, couldn't see Pu Xiaosan's appearance, he could only feel and know that this person came back, but he was blind and deaf, he might as well die.

The drowsy Shanye Mulang fell asleep again. Pu Xiaosan hugged him well, left Baicheng overnight, and returned to the capital in a carriage. He wanted to go back to Korea.

Until these days when he returned to the capital, Yamano Moruro was in a daze, and Pu Xiaosan did it deliberately. He was afraid that no matter how sad this person was, he might really leave him. He knew that this person could still be saved, but he could The person who rescued Yamano Muro was his master Pu Shengji.

Pu Xiaosan and Pu Shiyi exchanged ideas and then immediately set off to return home. Pu Xiaosan looked at the ship going far away and could only bless her, and helped An Baoer to go back.

On the other side, Park Seung-ki just darkened when he received the message, while Wang on the other side sensed Park Seung-ki's displeasure, and couldn't help reaching out to grab Park Seung-ki's hand.

Pu Shengji looked at Wang, put his arm around Wang's waist and said, "Xiao San asked me to help him save Yamano Kirō."

"Oh, then will you save?" Wang asked.

Park Shengji nodded and said: "Eleven said that the child is also pitiful, but it's just Xiaosan. If Xiaosan could go back earlier, maybe the child would not be so sick. Eleven's words revealed that the child is already innocent. The medicine is curable, I fed him Lingquan water on Eleventh, and I guess I also gave him the bottle of Xiaosan's, but the situation is still not good, and I'm not sure if it can be saved, but let's talk when we see someone."

Wang frowned. Hearing what Park Seung-gi said, Yamano-Kiro is dying. In fact, Wang didn’t have much sympathy. He just felt that what happened to Yamano-Kiro was similar to what happened to Park Seung-gi, so he wanted to save people. .

"Okay, don't frown, I don't like it, don't worry, as long as you don't die, you should be able to save, I'll go to the space to look for it." Park Seung-ki touched Wang's back and said.

"Hehe, I've read all the books you have. There are some, but there are still sequelae after being rescued." Wang said lying in Pu Shengji's arms.

Seeing Wang frowning, Park Seung-ki felt displeased. He didn't like to see his daughter-in-law troubled, so he hugged her on his lap, and Park Seung-ki stroked Wang's brow.

"Don't think about it anymore, I will solve these things, let's go and see the three little guys." Park Seung-ki kissed the prince's forehead and said, the king nodded, and the two got up and went out.

In the courtyard, Wang Jun commanded the three little guys to practice martial arts in a decent manner. The appearance was very cute, and Park Shengji and Wang couldn't help looking at each other and smiling.

Seeing their father Wang and Daddy, Baozi immediately threw away the swords in their hands, like Wang and Park Shengji came rushing, Wang Jun also wanted to go, but Xuanyuan Xi picked him up and held him in his arms.

"Eggy?" Wang Jun looked at Xuanyuan Xi's cold face with some fear, Xuanyuan Xi pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled reluctantly: "Your father and father don't have arms to hold you, I can just hold you." Xuanyuan Xi Absolutely don't admit that he is jealous, what's the matter with his partner always throwing himself into the arms of others, even if he is a relative, he doesn't like it.

Wang hugged Wang Ao, and Park Shengji hugged Wang Fei and Wang Xu. The three buns looked very happy, but they were different. Wang Ao had a cold face, but the faint smile at the corner of his mouth showed that he was very happy. Xu smiled happily like a normal child.

Seeing his youngest son's awkward appearance, Wang really wanted to laugh. He kissed his son's cheek and rubbed his son's soft rice, feeling satisfied for a while.

"Daddy, sword dance, sword dance..." Faye Wong yelled while tugging at Park Seung Gi's hair, Wang Xu also had a look of excitement, and followed suit, while Wang Ao twitched his lips, showing that you are very childish.

Wang looked at Wang Ao's pampering face. Originally, the youngest son behaved differently from the other three children, which made Wang think that this child might have been taken away, but Park Seung-ki said that the youngest son's soul and body fit very well, and he was not taken away. It's just that he probably has the memory of his previous life, just like him, so Wang pampers this lazy little son more.

Faye Wong and Wang Xu clapped their hands excitedly. Park Shengji's hand is not a real sword, but a virtual sword made of condensed energy. From this, it can be seen that Park Shengji's cultivation has already improved to a higher level. Wang Ting is satisfied with this Well, when the children are all grown up, Park Seung-gi will be able to ascend to the ascension, and he can go back at that time. As for the children, they naturally have their own destiny.

The king put Wang Ao down and said, "Ao'er, let's go play with my brothers and sisters."

Wang Ao raised his head to look at Wang, nodded, and walked towards Faye Wong and Wang Xu. Wang Ao watched Park Seung-ki practicing sword, his eyes narrowed, unlike the other two guys watching the excitement, he was watching the swordplay.

Wang, who was interested in observing the youngest son, naturally found out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his youngest son was indeed as interesting as Shengji said, by the way, it was Mensao, haha.

The author has something to say: I will reveal more about Wang Ao in the future, but now I can only tell you that he is dressed by a celebrity.

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