"The wound has deteriorated, and there is a black qi floating above it. Come and take a look!" Xuanyuan Mo Ze said, and motioned for him to come forward.
When Mo Chen came to the bedside, he saw that though Feng Jiu had fallen asleep, she was not sleeping peacefully. Her face was flushed with sweat and her lips were pale and colourless. At that moment, he stepped forward to examine her wound. He saw that her wound was really slightly swollen and black qi was floating above it
"Are all her wounds like that?" He asked Xuanyuan Mo Ze and looked at him.
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze said: "I've opened two wounds and they're the same."
Mo Chen checked Feng Jiu's pulse. When his finger touched her pulse, he frowned and looked back at everyone and said: "You guys go out first!"
