"A friend of the Thirteenth Young Master?" The man looked Yue Li up and down, "Who is your surname? I'll go in and let you know."
"Xi Yueli." Yueli reported his name.
"Miss, please wait a moment." The man did not respond to the name, turned around and entered the medical room. He quickly turned around and held his hand to Yueli: "Miss, please come in, the Thirteenth Young Master is waiting for you."
Yue Li followed him in, turning door after door until she reached the innermost, most upscale wards, before stopping.
"Miss, the Thirteenth Young Master is inside, please invite me."
When Yueli entered, the wards were all the same, with a hospital bed, a nursing bed, cabinets, and a bathroom, with no other cumbersome things.
Nangong Thirteen was lying there, with the quilt covering his chin, revealing only a white and blue face. His face was extremely ugly... He used to be as cold as ice, but he was also as clear as ice crystals. But now, that
The luster of the stock disappeared, and there was only lifelessness.
Nangong Shisan has been looking at her like this since she came in. His eyes are still as cold as ice. It seems that the shadow of death has no effect on him.
Yue Li just glanced at him, saw his expression clearly, and stopped looking. She turned around and closed the door, walked to his bed, moved a stool and sat down.
"Well, there are some treatments on our continent, do you want to try them?"
Nangong Thirteen's expression remained unchanged. After a long while, he responded: "Okay."
Hearing this sound, Yue Li realized that his voice was extremely hoarse. It was not the hoarseness caused by cold and inflammation, but the hoarseness caused by an injury to the vocal cords, with the harshness of gravel rubbing against glass.
Yue Li paused and asked again: "Do you want to discuss it with your family?"
"No need."
"Okay." In this case, Yue Li was no longer polite. She stretched out her hand first and pulled away his quilt. Finally, she saw the change in color on his face. Unfortunately, she didn't feel happy at all at this time.
Just because he was covered with wound cloths when he was under the quilt. And as the quilt was lifted, the smell of medicine mixed with the stench could no longer be covered.
She put her hand on his pulse and took it back after a while.
"I'll try it first." Yue Li looked up and down on his body calmly, then met his eyes again.
There was a trace of panic and unhappiness in his eyes, which she caught. But she just pretended not to know, and threw away each healing spell without waiting for his reaction.
After losing more than a dozen in a row, balls of white light seeped into his body before he stopped.
After the white light had completely penetrated and all the healing energy had entered his body, and there was no rejection from the two worlds, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you feel it?"
"Itchy." Nangong Shisan frowned.
"Then it's somewhat effective." It's good if you feel it.
She stretched out her hand and put it on his wrist again. After checking it, she immediately felt relieved: "It is indeed effective, but it seems very small." It's not like in the Western Yuan Continent. When a master like her takes action, any injury will be healed immediately.
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And there are not only internal and external injuries on his body, but also poison. To be precise, it is not poison, but a kind of energy. This kind of energy is poisonous, and it will swallow up his original energy and make him lose his vitality.
Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to the poison Fan Ruoxi used back then. However, this energy is not uncontrollable or unusable by others. It belongs to this world and is recognized by the rules of this world.