Sure enough, after Li Ziqing's explanation, the door became quiet again. As for Li Ziqing's expression, he didn't know.
At this time, Han Xiaojia calmed down. Although she was still extremely shy in her heart, there was nothing she could do. After all, it was impossible not to treat her, right?
Time passed by minute by second, and the two auras in Han Xiaojia's body gradually began to merge.
If this situation continues, after the two auras are completely merged, Han Xiaojia's illness will be completely eliminated.
However, are things really that simple? The answer is no.
The initial fusion was just the fusion of a small amount of breath, and it was relatively simple to control. But when the two breaths merged together, Zhong Jingyi couldn't handle it anymore.
It is indeed very simple to place a needle, but keeping every needle at the same frequency is undoubtedly a huge test of mental strength and even physical strength.
Not to mention Li Ziqing, who was already seriously injured, Zhong Jingyi, who is in good health, is now on the verge of reaching his limit.
The temperature in the bathroom was already high, and coupled with exhaustion, Zhong Jingyi was already soaked. Taking advantage of a little gap, she stood up, picked up the handkerchief, and wiped her forehead.
At this time, Zhong Jingyi discovered that Li Ziqing's clothes were also soaked, but unlike his own, his was sweat, while Li Ziqing's was sweat, mixed with blood.
The ground was already bright red. Zhong Jingyi was not sure how much blood had been shed, but what was certain was that Li Ziqing's right arm was constantly trembling as long as no acupuncture was applied.
"Well..."
At this moment, Zhong Jingyi was really shocked. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
She didn't understand, really didn't understand, why Li Ziqing could go to such an extent for a woman he had only known for a few days.
Women are all emotional creatures. Such a scene is enough to make Zhong Jingyi's nose sore to a certain limit, and tears have to burst out of her eyes.
Zhong Jingyi's expression was naturally noticed by Han Xiaojia, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Li Ziqing behind her.
Shocked? Moved? At this moment, no matter what emotion it is, it is impossible to describe Han Xiaojia's current mood.
She could only grit her teeth tightly to prevent herself from crying, and her face that was pale due to blood loss or pain was engraved in her soul at this moment.
"Why are you standing there? Hurry up." Faced with the complicated faces of the two women, Li Ziqing had no time to worry about anything else and scolded Zhong Jingyi through gritted teeth.
"Okay", holding back the tears in her heart, Zhong Jingyi had to put all her attention on the treatment.
After all, the treatment has reached a critical moment, and there is no room for the two of them to be distracted at all.
Time gradually passed, and Li Ziqing relied entirely on her determination to persist, while Zhong Jingyi's ability to persist until now was considered to be the limit.
Finally, under continued high pressure, Zhong Jingyi made a mistake.
Although this is really not to be blamed on Zhong Jingyi, after all, no one thought that the integration would be so difficult and time-consuming.
But Li Ziqing still felt that his brain was exploding, and angrily pushed Zhong Jingyi away and said, "Go away..."
At this moment, the treatment had reached the most critical moment. Zhong Jingyi's mistake caused the already smooth breath in Han Xiaojia's body to suddenly become chaotic.
"ah……"
Severe pain swept through Han Xiaojia's body in an instant, and Li Ziqing could no longer care about the difference between men and women. He endured the pain of his arm being about to break and completely took over the next treatment process.
Blood spurted out from the wound, but Li Ziqing completely ignored it because he knew that if anything went wrong at this moment, Han Xiaojia would die here.
As for the charm? What kind of international joke are you kidding? It’s already this time. If Li Ziqing still harbors charm in his heart, that would really mean that he doesn’t care about Han Xiaojia’s life.
In the eyes of a qualified doctor, there is no difference between men and women. There is only a difference between patients and non-patients.
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"I didn't mean it." Maybe it was because of Li Ziqing's roar, or maybe because of the worry and fear in her heart. Zhong Jingyi squatted on the ground helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes.
She knew very clearly what would happen if something went wrong at this critical moment, and guilt filled his entire body and mind.
Now, the only thing he can hope for is that Li Ziqing can use his power to bring Han Xiaojia back from the edge of life and death.
The pain, when it reached a certain limit, stopped hurting. With extreme concentration, all Li Ziqing could see was the needle and Han Xiaojia in front of him.
Under Li Ziqing's almost desperate rescue, the two breaths in Han Xiaojia's body were finally pulled back on track from the riot.
When the two breaths were completely integrated, showing a cycle like Yin Yang, Tai Chi and Bagua, Li Ziqing's mind suddenly went blank, he took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and completely fainted.
Compared with Zhong Jingyi, his current condition is even worse. He is not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted.
After Han Xiaojia was cured and confirmed to be correct, the string that Li Ziqing was holding completely broke, and he naturally fell into a coma.
Seeing this, Zhong Jingyi was slightly startled for a moment, then came to Han Xiaojia in a few steps, checked the situation in his body, and surprisingly found that yin and yang had truly merged, and there was no longer any danger of cold poison.
On the one hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he also sighed in his heart. The terrible thing about Li Ziqing's medical skills was that he was able to pull Han Xiaojia back from the edge of death under such circumstances, and use the flesh and bones to heal the dead.
It's no exaggeration to describe it.
After pulling out the ghost needle from Han Xiaojia, Zhong Jingyi turned her eyes to Li Ziqing. She was stunned after just one glance.
Because, at this moment, Li Ziqing had already become a bloody man, and the blood on the ground was exuding a nauseating smell of blood.
After realizing that Li Ziqing's breath had become a little weak, Zhong Jingyi panicked and hurriedly helped Li Ziqing up, opened the bathroom door and said, "Grandpa, please save Li Ziqing, he is dying."
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"What's going on?" The expressions of everyone outside the door changed drastically. The old man quickly took Li Ziqing and started checking.
"Xiao Jia Nan?" Mother Han rushed into the bathroom immediately. Compared to Li Ziqing, she was definitely more concerned about her daughter.
Father Han also wanted to follow him in, but was stopped instantly by Zhong Jingyi, saying, "You can't go in, Xiaojia, don't worry, her illness has been cured, now hurry up and save Li Ziqing, he will