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Chapter four hundred and seventy fourth comatose Mo Lan

"The rescue was quite timely. She barely saved her life, but she was severely damaged by her brain. According to the soul healer, her soul was damaged and she was still in a coma. She didn't know when she would wake up." Mo Wu said bitterly.

Tang Wulin frowned. After Mo Wu confirmed that Mo Lan's situation was probably not optimistic! The human brain is the most complex and fragile. Soul masters have a certain amount of mental power. To a certain extent, mental power will protect the brain, but for ordinary people, there is no such guarantee.

Mo Lan's brain was tortured by the Phosphorus Fire Soul Refining. If you want to recover, I'm afraid...

"Is there no way for doctors and the treatment soul masters?" Tang Wulin asked.

Mo Wu sighed, "So far, there is no effective way. Moreover, it is said that self-recovery is difficult, and he can only barely maintain his life."

Tang Wulin looked at Zhenhua, "Master, do you have any solutions?"

After hearing his question, Mo Wu's eyes lit up. The status of this magic craftsman, Crown, on the mainland, can be imagined. The powerful healing soul master he knew was definitely the top presence in the mainland.

After thinking for a while, Zhenhua said, "Heroes can no longer make their relatives cry. Consul Mo Wu, I will do my best, I will kill a soul to guide the communication."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked out of the room. Mo Wu was overjoyed. He was not just a member of the council, but also a consul of the Tiandou City. At the same time, he was also a father! He was just a daughter like Mo Lan. If his daughter had a few shortcomings, then everything seemed to be meaningless.

Zhenhua is willing to come forward. This person is owed a lot, but as long as he can save his daughter, he doesn't care about anything now. If the people invited by this God Craftsman are not good, then there is a real chance.

After a while, Zhenhua returned and told Mo Wu: "I have invited a healing chief to come over to treat your daughter. Let's do our best."

Mo Wu was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

You should know that there are several types of soul masters that are the most difficult to practice, food-based soul masters and healing-based soul masters, which are definitely among the best.

The healing soul master at the Douluo level is rare in the whole continent! The highest level of healing soul master in Tiandou City is the soul saint, which is two levels away. If a crown prince can take action, the possibility of his daughter being rescued is much higher. Of course, on the other hand, if this person has no choice, then the daughter may have been sentenced to death. But even if there is only a first-line opportunity, he is unwilling to let go now!

Zhenhua said, "You don't have to thank me. Since this time, my junior nephew is right, please help me if you can. The Crown Master will come soon and arrive in an hour. You guys are ready."

Tang Wulin said: "Uncle Mo Wu, can you take me to see Sister Mo Lan?"

Mo Wu nodded with red eyes and then looked at Zhenhua.

Zhenhua smiled and said, "I haven't seen that healer for a long time. Let's go with you. I have nothing to do today." If you want to give me favors, I'll give it to the end.

Mo Wu's eyes were full of gratitude. As a magic craftsman, the person in front of him was counted on the whole continent. How could it be fine?

Called the Soul Guided Car, under the leadership of Mo Wu, everyone came to Tiandou Hospital not far from the ruling hall. Mo Lan was here for treatment.

Without disturbing the hospital, Mo Wu took them into the VIP passage and went directly to the critical ward.

Because of the serious injury, Mo Lan is still in the custody room of the critical ward and cannot be directly contacted, but can only be seen from the outside.

When Tang Wulin saw the ink blue inside through the glass, tears came down in a flash.

Mo Lan lay calmly on the hospital bed, covered with a list, and just looked at it with her eyes, it was difficult to tell that she was the beautiful and kind female conductor.

Her head was nearly twice as big as before, and her facial features were already a little deformed. She was wrapped in thick gauze and at least a dozen tubes were inserted on her body.

"Sister Mo Lan..." Tang Wulin burst into tears in an instant, and she was already in tears. He never expected that Mo Lan would become like this.

Not long ago, she took her to the train box with a clever smile. Not long ago, she hugged herself and she cried.

But at this moment, she had become like this, and I'm afraid she was just hanging there in one breath.

Mo Wu just glanced at his daughter and walked to the side, covering his face with one hand and pounding the wall with the other hand.

Zhenhua also frowned.

Tang Wulin clenched his fists. He hated himself so much, hated himself for not being strong enough, hated himself for not being able to protect Mo Lan. He hated the evil soul master even more fiercely.

Evil Soul Master! These hateful guys.

To become stronger, you must become stronger in order to protect more people and prevent tragedies like Sister Mo Lan from reappearing.

"Brother, why are you crying? Are you embarrassed?" At this moment, a stingy voice suddenly came from beside you.

When Tang Wulin looked down, he found that there was a little guy suddenly at his feet.

This little guy is still a little unsteady when walking. He looks like he is about two years old at most. He is pulling his trouser legs, raising his head, and looking at him with curiosity.

Tang Wulin was stunned and squatted down, "Brother was a little sad, so he cried. Who are you? Why are you here alone, your father and mother?"

The little guy has big eyes and is very beautiful. He blinked his big eyes and said, "Dad said, Mom is so tired recently, she is sleeping inside. Mom has been sleeping for two days, why haven't she woke up yet? I'm a little anxious."

Tang Wulin's whole body was shocked and he sat down to the ground. He finally knew who the child was. The tears he had just held back could not help but burst out from his eyes again.

This is clearly Sister Mo Lan’s child!

He opened his arms and hugged the little man in his arms. He choked and said in a choked voice: "Your mother is tired! She will recover after sleeping for a while. She will wake up soon."

The little guy was held by Tang Wulin and did not resist. He just murmured: "But, I haven't eaten my mother's grandmother for a long time. I miss my mother."

Tang Wulin's body was trembling and he wanted to pick him up. At this moment, a hand was pressed on his shoulder, and a low and hoarse voice came, "Don't pick him up."

When Tang Wulin turned his head to look, he saw that there was a handsome young man about twenty-seven or eight years old around him. He had red eyes and forced himself to prevent his tears from falling.

When he saw Tang Wulin looking over, he nodded to him, "You can't let the baby see what his mother looks like now."

Tang Wulin then woke up. The little guy's height could not reach the glass height across the courtyard wall, so he naturally could not see the situation inside.

He is so young! But his mother is already...

Tang Wulin let go of the little guy and stood up, "Brother-in-law, it's all my fault, it's because I didn't protect Sister Mo Lan."

The young man sighed and shook his head, "Without you, she might have... last time..., she just refused to listen to me. She always said that if everyone did not do things because they were afraid of danger, then the Federation would be in chaos. She always thought of others. She..." At this point, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The little baby looked at Tang Wulin and then looked at his father, and he also cried out with a "wow".

The young man hurriedly squatted down, hugged the child in his arms, patted him gently, and calmed his crying, "Baby doesn't cry, it's okay, it's okay."

Tang Wulin stood there blankly, and at this moment, in his fourteen-year-old heart, there was a sudden change in his turbulent mind.

When he was a child, he wanted to become a soul master because he thought the soul master was particularly dazzling and powerful, and was admired by everyone.

Later, after his martial soul awakened, he finally became a soul master, and he gradually began to feel the beauty of the soul master world.

Na'er's parents left one after another, making him a lonely man. At that time, he began to have the idea of ​​becoming stronger and then looking for them.

Now, he felt more deeply that he could become strong and protect kindness. His cultivation once again showed a new goal. If he was strong enough, then the tragedy in front of him would not have happened. But now he could not do anything, and could only watch Mo Lan lying there, and nothing could be helped by her except praying for her. This feeling of not using force made him feel painfully trying to beat the wall.

I have to work harder! Tang Wulin secretly told himself in his heart that the young man's blood was burning because of the harm of evil to goodness-
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