Lian walked by the dragon couch, raised her eyes and looked at the unconscious little li. Her face was purple, her lips were pale, and her breathing was turbid. At a glance, she knew that she had entered the dark side.
Then, he took the pulse for Xiaoli.
Since Li was a daughter, Lian could not detect the depth of her palm prints, so a female immortal doctor was left to help.
He waved his sleeves, and a screen next to him moved over, blocking the light of the dragon couch.
Lian turned outside the screen and said lightly: "I need to know the depth of the palm print. I will ask, and you can answer."
Jinghong suddenly realized that he understood the purpose of the God of Illusion Lotus God.
With a bumpy heart, Jinghong moved to the dragon couch, carefully lifted the dragon and phoenix brocade quilt embroidered with gold thread, and then removed the jade belt around her waist...
Then, she explained the shocking palm prints one by one, "The palm print is a five-finger print, about 18 inches long and about 10 inches wide, and the depth of the palm print is..."
At the end of the day, the horror suddenly stopped telling.
"Why don't you say it?" Lian asked.
Although Jinghong was a medical immortal, he came to the Dragon Palace to diagnose the princess, but he just took the pulse and observed it.
If she hadn't seen the palm print on the princess' chest with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that the palm print penetrated deep into the internal organs and the skin on the surface was burned...
"The depth is four cents, the skin is severely burned, the internal organs are dislocated, and the heart meridians are the most serious!" Jinghong sighed, and couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Can there be any external injuries in other parts of the body?" Lian asked.
Jinghong carefully checked it and shook his head: "No."
Hearing this, Lian's eyebrows raised slightly invisible and said lightly, "Okay, put on the princess's clothes."
"Yes." Jinghong looked at the shallow back and jaw head on the screen.
Lian stepped out of the bedroom, and Bai Yin came up and asked, "Lord, Xiao Li..."
"Speak while talking." Liandao, his eyes faintly swept the mist behind Bai Yin and walked towards the jade-paved road in front of him.
Bai Yin understood and told Wu Xi not to follow him, and quickly caught up with Lian's steps.
The scenery of Dragon Palace is beautiful, with flowers and grass, rockery and small bridges made of gold, silver and jewelry.
However, such beautiful scenery was not at all interesting for Lian and Bai Yin.
When he reached a small bridge, Lian suddenly stopped and turned to look at Bai Yin beside him, "Little Li's wound is a bit strange. On the surface, it really looks like the Fire Dragon Palm, but it is not the case!"
Bai Yin was puzzled, "Uncle Second's Fire Dragon Palm resounded throughout the six realms. Who else can do this besides him in the world!"
Lian did not agree with Bai Yin's words: "The power of the Fire Dragon Palm is well known. In my opinion, Xiaoli's injury is just an illusion! I suspect that someone deliberately confuses the public, making us think that the Fire Dragon among the Little Little Li is the Fire Dragon.
Palm!"
Although it is not 100% certain, Lian can identify that Xiaoli's palm print was added after she was unconscious.
If it was really a Fire Dragon Palm, with Xiaoli's cultivation alone, he would have died long ago. How could he have been killed for so many days?
Bai Yin frowned, Gem Blue's eyes were full of worries about Xiaoli.
Lian glanced at him and said lightly: "Little Li was injured, it must be the cause of an acquaintance. There were no signs of struggle or fighting on her body. It is precisely because of this that she was injured so seriously!"
Judging from the depth of the palm print, if there is a head-on confrontation, I am afraid that the villain will not hurt Xiaoli.