Xia Houhuan'er stepped forward, held her hand, and said in a firm tone: "Mother-in-law, believe me, I will definitely cure him."
Ning Ruolan had no idea at this time and could only nod.
"The room needs ventilation. Please wait outside with peace of mind. Sister Fu, please help me here." Xiahou Huan'er said immediately.
So, everyone left and they were the only two left in the room, preparing to give Dongfang Xing acupuncture.
Xia Houhuan'er picked up the shining silver needle, took a deep breath, calmed down her impetuous mood, and gave the patient an acupuncture. She must have no distracting thoughts and concentrate on the person lying on the bed at the moment.
, is no longer her husband, but a simple patient.
Love was standing aside, looking at her with encouraging eyes. These days, when Xiahou Huan'er was bored, she would practice acupuncture. She had tried holding her to test it before, and she found that she was quick and accurate in applying acupuncture, as if she
She was born to be an expert at acupuncture, so she approved of her acupuncture.
She looked at her, and her face had lost its usual playful and informal expression, becoming serious, serious and meticulous.
At this moment, she actually looked indescribably handsome.
I don't know how long it took, but Dongfang Xing moved his fingers and raised his eyelids.
"He's awake, Sister Fu, go out and tell them that he's OK, and tell them not to worry." Xia Houhuan'er grabbed Dongfang Xing's wrist and said excitedly.
"I'll go right away." Seeing his body reacting, a smile appeared on Love's face, and she quickly went out to tell everyone the good news.
"Husband, how do you feel..." Xiahou Huan'er's question stopped abruptly after she saw him open his eyes, with a look of shock on his face.
He looked at her through the air, his eyes that were far away but seemed very close, seemed to contain a thousand words, and revealed sincere feelings that could make the world collapse.
His eyes are red, like burning flames, like the most charming Manzhu Shahua.
Her voice was trembling, and her palms gently touched his face. Does this mean that he has lost his identity as a human and has regained his identity as the Corpse King?
He gently raised his hand and covered the back of her hand, his voice seemed a little hoarse: "Your face tells me that you are shocked."
Xiahou Huan'er took the mirror on the bedside table and showed it to him.
Dongfang Xing stared at the person holding the mirror, a thoughtful look flashed across his face, he slightly raised his lips and said, "Don't like it?"
If it weren't for her huge belly, Xiahou Huan'er would have pounced on her. She shook her head excitedly and said, "No, I love it so much."
He sat up, stretched out his arms to hug her, hugged her into his arms, exhaled a sigh of relief in his chest, and was inexplicably moved in his heart. He whispered in her ear: "It's Xingran, it's him who used his own strength."
, saved my life, and sent us back here."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him, drunk. He finally returned to her completely. The moment she saw his eyes turn red and woke up, she already knew that his memory was back.
She hugged him back excitedly: "No wonder I heard his voice at the end. He said this was his last gift to me." A ray of light shot out from her heart just now, which was Xing Su's voice.
Power.
"By the way, he also said, the murderer is not you. What does this mean? What murderer?"
