"You're here." Hearing the sound of the door, King turned to look at the entrance and said softly with a forced smile.

"Yes." Ito Cheng responded softly and walked to the king's side lightly.

"How are you?" Ito Cheng asked with concern on his face.

"Fortunately, there are just some superficial injuries." King shook his head and said.

"Show me." Ito Cheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the king's arm without any explanation.

"Hey, don't be like this." King lowered his voice with some embarrassment.

"Don't move." Ito Cheng said in a deep voice with a majestic expression.

Ito Nari, who had been a tyrant, a president, and usually the lord of the world, behaved well. This performance immediately shocked the king on the spot, and he stared blankly at Ito Nari as he started to dismantle it.

The bandage on her arm gently touched her skin with his fingers.

Feeling the gentle touch on his skin, King instinctively felt that his skin was itchy and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his arm.

"It's all to the bones, and there's also trauma to the skin." Ito Cheng said angrily, as he exerted slight pressure on his palm, but King didn't let the king pull his hand back.

King, who had never had such close contact with a man, blushed slightly, turned his head to the side, and looked out of sight.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng didn't waste any time. He immediately used medical ninjutsu and pressed the king's arm with his green fluorescent palm. He gently rubbed it to help activate blood circulation and remove blood clots, while treating the injuries on her arm.

Feeling the changes on his arms, King sighed softly and unnoticeably.

"Give me your other hand." After a moment, Ito Cheng, who had healed one of King's arms, stretched out his hand in front of her and said.

King was speechless and put his other arm into his palm.

Ito Cheng removed the bandage and used medical ninjutsu to treat her again.

Under the treatment of medical ninjutsu, King's other arm soon returned to normal.

At this time, Ito Cheng made a move to the side with one hand, and a chair flew in front of him. Then, under the control of invisible force, it fell back to the ground lightly for Ito Cheng to sit on.

Then Ito Cheng let go of King's arm, leaned over and lifted King's left leg.

"What are you doing?!" King shouted in a panic.

"I'll give you treatment." Ito Cheng glanced at the king, and without hesitation, he lifted up the trouser legs of the hospital gown she was wearing with his hands, revealing her long and beautiful legs covered with bandages, and started to untie the bandages.

"Okay. That's it." King hurriedly stopped him.

"I'm a doctor. I have the final say here." Ito Cheng said seriously.

Under the pressure of that momentum, King, who had always been very strong, was once again shocked by Ito Cheng. He could only watch helplessly as Ito Cheng took off the bandage and put his calf on his thigh. Then it was like a treatment

Her arms were like that, when Ito Cheng used both hands to caress and massage her, it seemed as if he was frivolous against her.

Feeling the touch on his legs, King could no longer suppress the blush on his face. He turned his head with shame, not daring to look at Ito Cheng's movements.

The calf, thigh, and foot were treated with medical ninjutsu, and King's entire left leg was quickly healed.

Ito Cheng naughtily played with King's big toe with his index finger, then put King's left leg down, leaned over, and grabbed her right leg.

Still following the same steps, the right leg was also treated by Ito Cheng.

Then, Ito Cheng set his sights on King.

"Okay, no need here." Feeling Ito Cheng's gaze, King covered his chest with both hands in a panic and shook his head quickly.

"Okay then." Ito Narume nodded with regret and agreed.

"You're so sorry!" King, who noticed Ito Cheng's expression, felt annoyed and wanted to complain like this. But that way, it seemed too shameless, so King had to glare at Ito Cheng bitterly.

Ignore him.

"But you should take this medicine, it will help your injury recover." At this time, Ito Cheng stretched out his hand and delivered a black pill that was only about the size of a soybean to the king and said.

"What is this?" King asked with confusion on his face.

"A secret elixir made from various precious medicinal materials according to the theory of Chinese medicine can help warriors recover from internal injuries and improve their skills." Ito Cheng explained.

"Really?" King reached out to take the elixir and said with some disbelief.

"Of course, this is just for you. I wouldn't give this kind of thing to ordinary people." Ito Cheng curled his lips and said.

The king looked at Ito Cheng without saying anything, raised his head and swallowed the pill into his belly.

Almost as soon as the pill entered her mouth, it quickly softened into a liquid under the action of body fluids, flowed down her throat and into her body, and then emitted waves of vaguely strange power, restoring the existence in King's body.

of hidden wounds.

"It's amazing." Feeling the changes in his body, King whispered in disbelief. Then his expression changed, and he looked up at Ito Cheng again, with a mixture of expectation and fear in his eyes, and asked, "Um, Ito..."

"Huh?" Ito Cheng frowned, with an unhappy look on his face.

"Well, um, Cheng, do you still have this kind of elixir in your hand?" King, who knew why Ito Cheng behaved like this, paused and asked using another title.

"Yes, what?" Ito Cheng asked with raised eyebrows.

"Uh, no, I'm not talking about the kind of medicine that can treat injuries, but the kind of medicine that can treat diseases. Do you have it?" King stared at Ito Cheng's face with nervousness and expectation and asked.

"Yes, there are, but you can't eat this kind of thing randomly, and you have to take the right medicine." Ito Cheng, who instantly understood the king's plan, frowned slightly and explained.

"Does this mean that this medicine can cure the disease as long as it is symptomatic?" King stood up abruptly and asked.

"That's right." Ito Cheng nodded and admitted.

"Well, can this disease be cured?" King then described a disease with excitement on his face. And based on Ito's understanding of her, he knew without guessing that what she was talking about should be her brother Jane's disease.

.

"It's useless to just talk about this kind of thing. In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, the causes of diseases are very complicated, so if I want to confirm, I can finally see the patient. Only in this way can I confirm whether the medicine is effective.

And prepare the appropriate elixir." Under the nervous gaze of the king, Ito Cheng, who pretended to be deep in thought, said with a frown after three or four seconds of silence.

"Do you want to see the patient? That's no problem." King said simply.

"Huh?" Ito Cheng had a confused look on his face.

"The patient is my brother." King said a little embarrassed.

"Hey, tell me earlier, your brother is my brother. We will set off to see him whenever it is more convenient." Ito Chengtian said with a shameless smile.

"What about your brother? Don't talk nonsense." King, who fully understood the meaning of Ito Cheng's words, turned red and pretended to be dissatisfied.

However, with Ito Cheng's assurance, King, who was no longer so worried about his brother Jane's illness, breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

"By the way, look at Mai, how is she doing?" King suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Ito Cheng and said.

Ito Cheng nodded, reached out and took Mai Shiranui's arm, and pretended to take a pulse. On the side, King looked at him with concern, waiting for his answer.

"It's nothing, it's just that the potential has been consumed too much, and some of it has damaged the roots. It's a simple problem." Ito Cheng said, stood up, turned over his hands again and took out a black pill, and reached out to gently pinch Mai Shiranui's cheeks.

He opened her mouth and put the pill into her mouth.

"Okay, Mai will wake up in half an hour at most and ten minutes at least." Ito Cheng said softly as he sat down again.

The king nodded and waited patiently.

More than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye as the two chatted.

"Yeah~" At this moment, a low moan suddenly came from Mai Shiranui's mouth.

"Mai." King quickly stood up when he heard the low voice, walked to the bed, and softly called Mai Shiranui.

Shiranui moved her eyelids and gently opened her eyes.

"Sister King, it's okay." Mai Shiranui called out softly, turning her head slightly and taking in the faces of King and Ito. But then, a tear appeared in Mai Shiranui's eyes, accumulating at an extremely fast speed.

Chengliu flowed down the corner of Mai Shiranui's eyes.

"Xiao Wu." King, who held Mai Shiranui's palm tightly with both hands, whispered with distress in his eyes.

"Sister King, is Andy...really dead?" Mai Shiranui looked directly into King's eyes and asked softly.

When the king heard this, his eyes flashed slightly and he turned his head.

"Hmm~ Why, why is this happening..." Mai Shiranui, who knew the truth from King's actions, turned her head, stared blankly at the ceiling of the ward, and cried softly.

"Wu." King cried out distressedly.

"Mai." Ito Cheng stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on Mai Shiranui's cheek, and called softly.

But at this time, Mai Shiranui, who was completely immersed in sadness, ignored others and just stood there crying.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng patted King's shoulder, indicating that Mai Shiranui should be alone for a while. King glanced at Ito Cheng beside him, nodded, released Mai Shiranui's hand, and turned around and walked out with I Tocheng.

Room.

"Bang."

The door was gently closed.

"Hey." King sighed softly.

"Let's go there for a while." Ito Cheng pointed to the window sill not far away and suggested.
Chapter completed!