"It's not dead. I'll treat it after you make a contract with it. Don't worry, I can save it as long as it has a breath left." Ye Feiran said with confidence.
Hearing this, Zongzheng Zixuan subconsciously chose to believe it. He lay down and cupped his hands to thank you, "Feiran, thank you!"
"You're welcome. Stand up and take a look. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Ye Feiran waved her hand.
Seeing that Zong Zhengzixuan was struggling, Ye Feiran asked again, "Do you want me to help you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature around him seemed to get even lower.
Zongzheng Zixuan glanced at the place where the cold air originated, coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, no need, I just lay down for too long."
Zong Zhengzixuan moved his hands and feet and stood up. He checked carefully and said with surprise, "All the injuries on my body have healed. I clearly remember that I broke two ribs. This..."
It’s impossible for a ninth-grade healing pill to reattach a broken rib so quickly!
Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "If you don't want Snow Cloud Leopard to die, then hurry up and make a contract!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zongzheng Zixuan suddenly threw away his previous doubts and quickly contracted the Snow Cloud Leopard.
After the contract was successful, he immediately urged Ye Feiran to heal the Snow Clouded Leopard. He was really not polite at all. In fact, he was just worried about the Snow Clouded Leopard.
"You feed it a seventh-grade healing pill." Ye Feiran ordered, and then walked towards Zong Zheng Zijing, who was still struggling.
Ye Feiran looked at Zong Zheng Zijing, thoughtfully, what's so confusing about this, could it be someone he likes?
Thinking of this, Ye Feiran rolled his eyes and reached for the muscle-building potion in Zong Zheng Zijing's hand.
Zong Zhengzi subconsciously tightened his grip to protect his arms, and at the same time blurted out, "Which turtle bastard stole my potion?"
Ye Feiran: "..."
She was really fascinated by the thought. She wasn't that curious at first, but now she is extremely curious.
If Zongzheng Zijing didn't tell her who it was for, she wouldn't sell it, hahaha...
Zong Zheng Zijing came back to his senses and saw Ye Feiran. His face suddenly turned red. He didn't dare to look at Ye Feiran at all. He was extremely embarrassed and said, "Feiran, I didn't mean you and me..."
Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, waving her hands and saying, "I know, I'm healing the snow clouded leopard, and you continue to struggle. Anyway, if you don't tell me who it is for, I won't sell it no matter how much you give me."
Zong Zheng Zijing: “!!!”
She seemed to have discovered something.
If she hadn't hesitated for so long, wouldn't Feiran have sold it to her without telling who it was for?
After thinking about this, Zongzheng Zijing felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
Uh-huh-huh...why is she so entangled?
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and it seems that Feiran must keep his word.
Ye Feiran didn't look at Zong Zheng Zijing's depressed face and poured the remaining half bottle of myogenic medicine into Snow Cloud Leopard's mouth.
Zong Zhengzixuan saw his sister's reaction and couldn't help but asked curiously, "Feiran, what kind of potion is this?"
"Poison, do you believe it?" Ye Feiran joked.
Zongzheng Zixuan was speechless and did not continue to ask questions. He watched Ye Feiran treat the Snow Cloud Leopard intently.
The minor wounds on the Snow Clouded Leopard's body have been healed under the dual effects of the seventh-grade elixir and myogenic medicine, without leaving a trace of scar.
But large wounds heal slowly, so in order to save time, Ye Feiran planned to help it.
When Zong Zhengzixuan saw Ye Feiran using an embroidery needle to sew up Snow Cloud Leopard's wounds, he was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide. How could this be done?
He suddenly felt that he was ignorant and ignorant.
Ye Feiran tied the knot and tightened the needle, and explained, "This way the wound will heal faster."
"Yes, really?" Zong Zhengzixuan still looked unbelievable. It was the first time he saw that the cracked flesh could be sewn together like clothes.
When he saw the large wounds on the Snow Clouded Leopard's body healed at the speed of the naked eye, without even leaving a trace of scar, he was immediately amazed again.
Amazing!
At the same time, he checked the wound on his arm. There was no scar, and he wiped away the blood as if he had never been injured.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that all the lost fur of the Snow Clouded Leopard had grown back.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility. He pointed at the empty bottle and his voice became a little trembling, "Is this the Myogenic Pill?"
Ye Feiran raised his eyes and glanced at Zong Zhengzixuan, and said with a smile, "It's not a muscle-building pill, it's a muscle-building potion."
Hearing this, Zongzheng Zixuan walked to the empty bottle, picked it up and smelled it.
Ye Feiran looked at Zongzheng Zixuan with interest.
"Bone flower, royal blood fruit, Yin Shen flower, wood butterfly, snow jade bone ginseng..."
Zong Zheng Zixuan listed out many of the medicinal materials needed to refine the muscle-building potion.
Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, naturally he would not suspect that Zong Zhengzixuan was just showing off, he was really trying to identify the medicinal materials by smell.
"Feiran, do you still have any medicinal materials for the Myogenic Pill?"
"No more." Ye Feiran shook his head and said. She had only taken two copies from the Xiao Royal Treasure Pavilion, and they had been refined into potions.
Hearing this, Zongzheng Zixuan felt a little regretful. In fact, he just lacked the Emperor's Blood Fruit.
It would be great if he had the Emperor Blood Fruit. He could take it back to his grandfather to try to refine the Myogenic Pill, and maybe it would be successful.
Ye Feiran noticed the change in Zongzheng Zixuan's expression, and guessed that he might only be missing an Imperial Blood Fruit. A smile flashed across his eyes. The two siblings were more obedient than she thought, and they actually didn't look at her.
A meeting gift.
Ye Murin saw that Ye Feiran had been talking to Zong Zhengzixuan, and with a wave of his hand, the fragrance of snow ginseng porridge floated in the air, especially in Ye Feiran's direction, the fragrance was particularly strong.
Ye Feiran smelled the fragrance and walked over without saying anything.
"Mu Lin, can you eat it?"
Hearing Ye Feiran call him like this for the second time, Ye Mulin's slightly depressed mood instantly improved, "Okay, I'll serve you a bowl."
"good!"
Ye Feiran sat down next to Ye Murin, holding her chin in her hands, watching eagerly as the man served the porridge gracefully, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
After Ye Mulin filled the porridge, he did not give it to Ye Feiran immediately. Instead, he blew the cold porridge himself, then brought it to Ye Feiran's mouth, and said with a smile, "Ran'er, I'll feed you."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran had a look of surprise in his eyes, and then nodded, "Okay!"
The man is so enthusiastic, not to mention that he is just feeding porridge, so there is no need to refuse, lest this considerate man be sad.
In the snow, one is feeding and the other is eating. The scene looks particularly warm.
Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zixuan stood quietly in the distance, watching them quietly, smelling the fragrance of snow and ginseng porridge. Although their stomachs growled with hunger, neither of them walked over for fear of ruining this warm scene.
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After finishing a bowl of porridge, Ye Feiran felt the eyes of Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Ahem...Zixuan, Zijing, you must be hungry too! Come over and eat quickly."
Hearing this, Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing subconsciously looked at Ye Mulin and asked for his opinion.
Ye Feiran had already spoken, and Ye Mulin naturally followed her husband's lead and nodded lightly.
Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing then walked over and served themselves porridge.
Ye Mulin originally wanted to feed Ye Feiran, but Ye Feiran refused, "I'll do it myself, and you can have a bowl too. It's delicious and warms your stomach."
"Okay!" Ye Mulin sighed again in his heart, he wanted to feed Ran'er.
Sure enough, it is not good to have outsiders, it is better for two people to be alone.
Ye Mulin glanced coldly at the two irritating people, so frightened that Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing almost knocked over the porridge in their hands.