The pain all over her body was beyond her ability to control. The pain of twisting muscles and muscles, the pain of skin and flesh, and the severe headache made her struggle constantly.
Suddenly, that gentle voice penetrated into her ears.
She didn't know it was Xuanyuan Leng. In her memory, there was only one man who had spoken to her so tenderly and saved her from fire and water when she was in danger.
is it him?
Yes, it must be, he is her patron saint...
She murmured: "Jiang... Shui... Yue..."
But this time, the voice was a little clearer, allowing Xuanyuan Leng standing aside to finally hear clearly what she had been shouting just now.
When he heard these three words, his face suddenly turned black.
"What did you say?..." Strong anger flashed in his sinister eyes, his thin lips slightly curved into a terrifying arc, and he asked softly to the unconscious Luoxue.
It's just that the voice is getting softer and softer, and the sound makes people's hair stand on end.
It's a pity that Luoxue, who was struggling in coma and pain, couldn't hear it at all. She was just like a poor person who was pushed into the furnace of Abi Hell, holding on to the only belief.
In her consciousness, she hoped over and over again that someone would save her from the fire and water, and that person was Jiang Shuiyue, so when she heard the question, she just repeated unconsciously: "Jiang... Shui... Yue..."
Although her voice was hoarse and vague, with a half-moan sound, it was still enough for Xuanyuan Leng, who was listening carefully, to hear clearly.
When these three words came out of her mouth again, fire shot out of his eyes.
I saw his slender palm slapping her in the bucket!
The dark purple potion was slapped hard by him, making a huge noise and splashing all over the floor. Fortunately.
He still couldn't bear to slap that delicate body with this palm, so he could only purse his lips tightly and let anger fill his body.
Luoxue, who was in a coma, didn't know how big a mistake she had made for herself unintentionally.
He gritted his teeth and was angry, but he couldn't vent to her. He even had to gently press her into the potion again and again to let the potion soak into her body as much as possible.
The other hand was still secretly working on internal energy, heating her up again and again.
Her body finally began to stretch as time passed, no longer shrinking into a ball like it had just now. Gradually, her moans also began to stop, and her whole body began to soften...
Xuanyuan Leng grabbed her limbs and secretly used his internal energy to pour it into her body. He let the internal energy circulate in her muscles for a week, and found that it was no longer blocked and became extremely smooth.
So he took back his internal energy and gently lifted her out of the medicine bucket. Looking at her gradually improving body, he felt a little relieved.
Just when he thought of the name she had just called out in a coma, his eyebrows wrinkled again.
Putting her on the bed, the dark purple color on her body had faded, the swelling had improved a lot, and her skin had regained a little whiteness.
He put on her clothes again, and looking at her delicate body that was no longer as cold and discolored as before, he gently placed his hand on her lips.
Press slightly.
Her lips were bitten with scars, red, swollen and bloodless.
When he pressed her, the pain hit her again in the coma. She moaned unconsciously and struggled to open her lips.
But that slender and slightly rough finger followed her like a shadow. No matter how she moved it away, she could not move away from the control of that long finger.
A demonic voice whispered in her ear: "You belong to me... you can only belong to me forever... I don't allow you to be good with other men... I don't allow you to think about other men...
…do you know?"
After saying that, the man stood up, swept his clothes, and called outside: "Ling Feifan, come in!"
Ling Feifan walked in. When he saw the potion all over the floor, he was a little stunned. Because with Luoxue's body, even if the pain returned to the bones when it came into contact with the potion, it was impossible for him to struggle so hard. The potion was all splashed.
All over the floor.
He frowned: "She is a patient!" He thought that Xuanyuan Leng threw her whole body into the water ruthlessly, which caused such a big wave.
Xuanyuan Cooling was stunned by Ling Feifan's sudden question, and his eyes turned to him: "What do you mean?"
"You can't be so rude, you actually threw her into the medicine bucket and splashed all over the floor!" Ling Feifan said accusingly. Although he was a doctor in Prince Leng's Mansion, he and Xuanyuan Leng were good friends, not superiors or subordinates.
relationship, so he never cares about anything.
After hearing what he said, Xuanyuan Leng looked at the ground and knew clearly what he was thinking.
But he didn't want to explain. Of course he wouldn't tell Ling Feifan that he was angry with Luo Xue for calling other men's names in a coma.
This hurts his face!
So, he just kept a cold face and said nothing.
Ling Feifan, on the other hand, glared at him angrily: "I saw you so nervous just now. Really, you are indeed a cold-blooded guy! It's really unbearable!"
After saying that, she stopped talking to him and sat in front of the bed to take Luo Xue's pulse.
After a long while, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is the hidden Yumen Red Grass. It is indeed a miracle medicine. The effect is much better than I expected. All the tendons on her body have been relaxed. All she needs to do is to
He will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine, but the injury is too severe and I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed for half a month."
He turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Leng: "Don't use poisonous hands on her again. Although she is fine now, her muscles and bones have not fully healed. If she is injured again, it will be extremely difficult to recover! As for these skins
For trauma, I have a bottle of ointment here to use first, and I will mix a few more bottles of ointment tomorrow. You have someone apply the ointment to her every day. As long as you take care of her carefully, there will be no scars!"
"Hey, this is the most miserable patient I've ever seen!" Ling Feifan muttered, and when he thought of her appearance just now, a chill filled his heart.
"You are getting more and more verbose!" Xuanyuan Leng saw that Ling Feifan kept talking, so he said coldly. For some reason, although he knew that Ling Feifan touched Luoxue's hand just to treat her.
This was very unusual in itself, and he had never felt any difference, but today, when he saw his hand on that slender wrist, he felt extremely unhappy.
I wish I could sweep away that offending hand with one palm.
"You ungrateful person! I just finished working so hard to diagnose and treat your princess, and you turned your back on me!" Ling Feifan said, turned around and started to write the prescription, and then handed the prescription to Qi Bao.
"Take it! I'm leaving too. Staying awake all night is really bad for my appearance. It's drained my energy. I can't get a good word in exchange for it. It's all for nothing!" He picked up the medicine box and walked out.