Chapter 560 (1/2)

When I went to see Mu Qing in Mu Shiyang's arms, I saw her pale face at first glance. Her white face was covered with frost and her lips were purple. Her petite body was wrapped in Mu Shiyang's coat. Not only that, there were whip marks on her face, even on the back of her hands. The bloodstains were so deep, Even the white mountain on his body was broken by the whip, and the blood holes were broken one by one.

Seeing this mu, Feng Mochen stops and stands in the same place, watching Mu Shiyang pass by in front of him with the comatose Mu Qing, and goes straight to the carriage.

Is mu Qingzhen flogged?

She's full of injuries, so shocking.

Aoqing this woman, so cruel? How can you lay such a heavy hand on a child? Isn't this a deliberate death of MuQing?

Think of this, Feng Mo Chen figure in a flash, turned around and followed Mu Shiyang to the side of the carriage, magic Yaoyao saw them come, consciously back to one side.

”Liu Sheng.” Feng Mo Chen yelled.

Hearing this, Liu Sheng jumps out of the carriage and asks Mu Shiyang to put Mu Qing on the carriage. No matter whether he has money or not at this time, he must be cured. After all, human life matters.

This is his mission and responsibility as a doctor.

MuQing lay down, the petite body can't help curling up into a ball, she is cold, cold eyes can't open, even the voice can't come out, she is so afraid.

She cried desperately, desperately, but no one agreed to her.

Is she going to die?

Liu Sheng saw Mu Qing's present situation, and with a deep brow, he said, ”you must immediately change her wet clothes.”

”I'll change it for her.” Moyaoyao sees that MuQing is frozen like that. He doesn't know why, but his heart is aching.

She's the only woman here. There's no other one to choose but she can help Mu Qinghuan.

Wen Yan, everyone agrees.

”There are my clothes on the carriage. Take them for her.” Feng Mo Chen direct way, then she also jumped on the carriage, directly picked up the quilt will lie on the carriage sitting night from the brake and his isolation.

On the other side, MuQing lies down, and moyaoyao takes off her cold wet clothes one by one. Although her legs are inconvenient, her hands and feet are very sharp.

The child was so frozen that there was almost no warmth in her whole body. Besides that heart, there was a heartbeat. Otherwise, she thought she was dead?

When he takes off his clothes, moyaoyao sees the same size of whiplash marks on MuQing's body, some new wounds and some old wounds. Some of the old wounds have healed and become scars.

Is the child still so young?

Is Aoqing whipping her like this?

The bloody scars on the white body are so shocking

”Mother...”

Suddenly, under the vague consciousness of MuQing, she grabbed moyaoyao's hand in a panic. After taking off her wet clothes, moyaoyao was grabbed by her, and her hand was stunned. When she heard MuQing close her eyes, she called her mother.

This sound mother, let her a stagnant, as if something mercilessly poked, pain silent.

If at that time, her child was not arrogant, she would be as old as this child?

Thinking of her child, moyaoyao felt bitter in her heart and pursed her lips to make her will stronger. She put the clothes beside her on MuQing.