"Help? You... do your parents agree?"

Kongjue paused and almost blurted out the word father and emperor.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her shuiling black eyes, and the little nurse said softly, "Well, Daddy didn't say no!"

Looking at her small face, the appearance of righteous words.

Kongjue sighed silently.

According to this situation, the emperor was probably fooled by this little cleverness.

If you don't know the truth, how can you object and say you can't?

Kongjue felt that his life was at stake, and he didn't want Gu Nuo'er to take risks here.

Just wanting to know her love and persuade her to go home, this is not the place to play.

Just then, a panicked woman ran behind her.

"Master Kongjue, please, go see my son, he keeps twitching again, and he can't stop!"

Kongjue's face changed, and he quickly got up to follow her.

Suddenly, he thought that his sister was still behind him.

When he turned his head, Gu Nuo'er just raised her big eyes and blinked wisely.

Empty sighed.

You can't leave her here alone, it's too dangerous.

He took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve, hugged Gu Nuoer directly, and said, "Little donor, I have offended you."

Then, he gently covered the little guy's mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Kongjue explained: "This is safe, otherwise it will be accidentally infected."

Gu Nuo'er's dark and thick eyelashes flickered twice: "Brother monk is covering me, what about you?"

Kongjue shook his head: "It doesn't matter if the poor monk."

He hugged Gu Nuoer, followed the woman he found, and hurried to a nearby house surrounded by a fence.

Xu Shi walked to the center of Ning'an Village.

There were houses all around, Gu Nuoer looked around and could see someone lying on the ground.

I don't know if it's dead or alive.

Someone leaned helplessly against the door frame, staring blankly at a certain place.

Kongjue noticed Gu Nuoer's gaze.

He explained in a low voice, "Ning'an Village is almost dying, and every household has mourning."

This is also the reason why he came to transcendence.

Gu Nuo'er pursed her pink lips, but didn't speak for a long time.

The tragedies in the world are everywhere here, and the sorrows are everywhere, shocking.

He followed the woman into the firewood door, and followed her into the house.

A little boy of about three years old was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching and shaking.

His face was like washed pulp paper, yellow and white.

The woman cried and said, "Master Kongjue, save my son!"

Kongjue quickly put Gu Nuoer on the ground.

And told her: "cover the mask, don't take it off."

Gu Nuoer nodded obediently.

She watched Kongjue step forward and first felt the pulse of the little boy.

However, the little boy kept shaking, leaving Kongjue helpless.

Gu Nuo'er covered the handkerchief with her little hand, and the voice came from under her palm—

"Brother monk, take a chopstick and put it into his mouth sideways first. Don't let him bite his tongue! That's very dangerous."

The woman seemed to react when she heard the words.

"I'll get it now!" She staggered into the small room aside, and came out with a chopstick in a short while.

Then, it quickly put it into the little boy's mouth, blocking his teeth that were shaking up and down and fighting.

"Brother monk, hold down his Yongquan Point with your hands again, it will be fine after a while!"

Kongjue quickly followed suit.

He also didn't know why he listened to the words of his five-year-old little sister.

For some reason, her voice was soft but firm.

It seems to have given him countless encouragement and support.