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527. But Young Master, You Are Too Black-bellied 29

Who would have thought that in the past, she would love to laugh and make noise, jump up and down, and would not be able to remain at this time, lying quietly, as fragile as a breeze. If she was not well cared for and imprisoned under her nose, she would be afraid that in the blink of an eye, she would disappear. [】

Xiao Jingchen reached out and stroked her tightly closed and slightly swollen eyes warmly with his fingertips. He was so sick that he still didn't care about himself like this, "Huo Xin, take her pulse."

"Yes, the sect leader."

He was still wearing a blue-clothed Confucian shirt and a square hat. Huo Xin's baby face was rarely serious. He didn't know anything that happened these days. No matter where he went, he still only liked to be with herbs and used the pharmacy as the room. He did not follow Xiao Jingchen like Lu Fu. This is also because many people do not recognize Huo Xin's identity.

Is it an epidemic? When I accompanied my sect leader up the mountain, Lufu mentioned to him, asking him if he could cure the disease. He had only seen it in medical skills, but had never seen someone who had contracted it. He was still a little excited to meet him.

But he was afraid to show his fear of death, and tried hard to pretend to be serious. If the sect leader knew that he was excited to take his sweetheart to do research, he would not kill him, the sect leader's unpredictable temperament would be afraid of anyone in the secret door.

Just like the instinct to save their lives, they always want to guess the leader’s thoughts, but often they can’t guess his thoughts.

"How is it? How long will it take to cure it?" Xiao Jingchen pursed his lips, his face was not emotional, but he restrained the tension. He was afraid that after living for so many years, this was the one he feared the most. If Huo Xin couldn't cure it, if she died, he didn't know what he would do.

The hand on the pulse trembled due to Xiao Jingchen's words. Huo Xin hurriedly stabilized his mind. The leader of the sect was not wrong. He was eating an epidemic, and he had no one to cure the disease. He even asked him how long it would take to cure it. It would be better to kill him directly.

As a master of poison and medicine, a ghost doctor known as a ghost doctor in the world, he originally thought that he had some skills, but now he was confused and had no confidence. If it was not cured, he probably would have to see the King of Hell early, a ghost doctor, a ghost doctor, and he didn't want to become a ghost so early.

"It's hard to say to my subordinates." The girl's pulse was too messy. In addition to eating epidemics, she felt that there was also a kind of poison in her body...

It seems to be there or not, why is it so familiar? The retracted hand can't help but take the pulse carefully again.

Huo Xin's face turned pale, his expression seemed to be frozen, his pupils dilated, full of fear,

"Huo Xin, I want her to live, do you know?" Xiao Jingchen wrapped Qiyin's little hand with his palm, feeling her body temperature. He said something calm and cold, but his eyes staring at her were as gentle as a lake.

Lu Fu was stunned when she saw Huo Xin, and couldn't help but hit him.

"I will go and read the medical books immediately and find a way to cure it."

Huo Xin was a little panicked and ran away as if he had seen a ghost. Even if the young master gave him a lot of pressure, there was no need to be scared like this. Lu Fu frowned and followed him.

After leaving the room, Huo Xin ran to his room. After entering the room, he went through the cabinet and took out his medicine box, and began to toss and turn around looking for something, opened a medicine bottle, and counted.

One missing one.

Who will it be?

Not many people can easily get close to him and let him relax his guard...
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