After scolding Murong Fu, Qibao pointed his finger at Ye Zhikuang again and shouted angrily: "And you, you slut, don't think that you can do whatever you want now that Mo Junxie is gone, I tell you

, if you dare to be nice to him, I will turn my back on you and never recognize you as my master again."

Qibao cursed angrily, and Ye Zhikuang frowned helplessly.

But there was a light of hope in her eyes. With Qibao here, Qibao could help her unblock the acupuncture points.

"Qibao, come here quickly and help me relieve my acupuncture point!"

Qibao, who was cursing incessantly, said "Eh" when he heard this.

"Little master, what's wrong with you?" Qibao quickly ran towards Ye Zhikuang, jumped on Ye Zhikuang's shoulder, but found out that there was a deep and long wound on her wrist, and suddenly screamed: "Ah

Ah... why did you hurt yourself like this? What if Mo Junxie sees it, what will I do? He will have to kill me."

Qibao quickly jumped to her knees, carefully held her hand and said, "If I had known, I wouldn't have told you, dragon blood can save him."

"Huh, it's all your fault. If you want to die, you won't die earlier. If you want to live, you won't wake up earlier. You want to let my little master get hurt so that you can take advantage of others' danger. Damn you hypocrite. I thought you were some kind of good guy. I didn't expect you to be a good one.

You bitch." Qibao cursed angrily.

Murong Fu looked at Ye Zhikuang helplessly, and took Ye Zhikuang's wrist from Qibao's hand: "The wound is too big, it needs to be sutured, but I have to replenish your blood essence now, otherwise, you will be in danger

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"No need, I have already sent for Medical Immortal Mu." Qibao smacked Murong Fu's hand away hard, and then clapped his hand three times in a row.

At this time, a light purple figure slowly walked out from the woods.

He carried the medical kit on his back and walked towards Ye Zhikuang. He was woken up by Qibao in the middle of the night.

After Qibao got rid of the guards in Murong's mansion, he rushed towards Mu Qingfeng.

It knew that it could not persuade Ye Zhikuang, so it had to find a good doctor for Ye Zhikuang to heal her injuries.

When Murong Fu saw Mu Qingfeng, he stood up quickly with respect on his face.

Mu Qingfeng's fame spread throughout the continent, and Murong Fu knew the "Benevolent Medical Immortal" since he was a child!

He is the first generation disciple of Lingshan and has lived in the world for nearly a thousand years.

Mu Qingfeng nodded towards him, and Murong Fu Bei called out respectfully: "Mu Yixian, please excuse me."

"Don't bother, it's what I should do." He walked straight past him and came to Ye Zhikuang, squatting down and looking at the pale woman.

Ye Zhikuang said with a cold face: "You can choose to give up saving me."

"As a doctor, is it really okay for me to ignore Ye Zhikuang's indifference to her?" Mu Qingfeng ignored Ye Zhikuang's indifference to her, and held Ye Zhikuang's hand, caressing it with his big palm, and a faint white light came from his hand.

It emanates from the palm of your hand.

The light carried soft warmth, filling her whole body with warmth.

But her complexion didn't improve, and her lips were still pale.

Mu Qingfeng frowned and raised her head to look at Ye Zhikuang's pale lips again: "Miss Ye, your health is not very optimistic. Your essence and blood have been lost and cannot be condensed and recovered in a short period of time."

"I know you have a way." Ye Zhikuang said coldly.

Mu Qingfeng turned away and avoided her words.
Chapter completed!