"Then you didn't know that I would be more worried?" Ling Xuewei glared at Ye Moyan, "What did we say before? We must be honest with each other and cannot deceive! Have you done it?"
"I was wrong."
Ye Moyan honestly admitted his mistake.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Xuewei crossed her chest and looked serious, with "I'm very angry" written nakedly on her face.
In the eyes of the world, Ye Moyan was originally a terrifying demon king, but in front of Ling Xuewei, his usual majesty was completely gone.
You should be as obedient as you can be.
Like a big wolfdog without claws.
Jiuhe was stunned and elated when he saw that.
Should!
Someone needs to take good care of him!
Ye Moyan talked and coaxed him softly for a long time, and Ling Xuewei's anger subsided a little. She didn't care about anything else and hurriedly looked at his injuries.
"Just this once, next time, I won't be lenient."
Ye Moyan breathed a sigh of relief and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The old man saw that she was done, so he came forward and told her about Ye Moyan's current injuries.
"Most of the toxins have been eliminated, but a small amount still remains deep in the body. These poisons are very stubborn and often recur. Girl, can the source of your life be removed?"
"I'll try."
Ling Xuewei raised her hand, and green light emerged from her palm, slowly pouring into his injured area.
With the influx of life force, Ye Moyan felt a warm current pouring into his limbs and bones instantly, and the pain that was always accompanying him was relieved a lot.
But Ling Xuewei discovered that Ye Moyan's wound healed very slowly. Normally, a trauma like this would only take a moment to heal, but now... there seemed to be something blocking it. Through the source of life, she could feel a surge of energy.
The power of evil.
Death, despair, lifelessness.
No wonder, his injury has not healed after such a long time. The injury is not serious, the real problem is the poison.
Ling Xuewei increased the delivery volume, and green light suddenly enveloped the entire room! Her face looked even more solemn under the light.
Finally, she felt that under the power of the origin of life, the effects of those poisons were fading...
She felt happy.
As long as it's useful.
After one stick of incense, the light gradually faded.
"Xuewei..." Ye Moyan held Ling Xuewei's hand.
The light disappeared and Ling Xuewei looked at him.
"No rush."
Ye Moyan saw that the power of the Tree of Life was exhausted, and Ling Xuewei did not expect that it could treat at least dozens of people on weekdays. Now, in less than one stick of incense, the power was almost exhausted.
Moreover, Ye Moyan's injuries have only recovered 10%!
This poison is not ordinary!
Ling Xuewei's face was full of distress. She didn't know how Ye Moyan survived these days?
As if seeing through her thoughts, Ye Moyan rubbed her head and said, "I'm feeling much better."
Jiuhe stepped forward and felt Ye Moyan's pulse. After a moment, he looked happy and said, "It works! That's great!"
As everyone knows, he has spent these days thinking about this residual poison, staying up all night, looking for a way, but the poison is too powerful! Just holding off the poison from getting worse has consumed all his energy! I'm afraid he won't find it before he can find it.
No way, the poison has spread throughout the body!
fortunately!
Fortunately, the girl is here!
As long as the poison has a tendency to subside, no matter how fast or slow it is, it is always good!
The power of the Tree of Life is indeed extraordinary.
"Girl, Su'er is so poisonous..."
"I will treat him every day and wait three days before checking the follow-up situation. If after seven days, most of the poison can be removed, then there should be no problem."
"well."
The old man said hello several times and showed her all the prescriptions he had used these days. The two discussed it for a long time, completely forgetting that there was another person on the bed.
Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei's back. He had something to say to her, but now...
The two of them made up the next prescription, but they still had to soak in the holy spring. After all, this poisoning had a great impact on Ye Moyan's body. The water of the holy spring can nourish the body and is a natural healing holy place.
"Then let's do this for now...Girl, you are running all the way, how about I ask someone to arrange a room for you to rest first?"
"No need, I... will guard him." Ling Xuewei looked back at him.
The corners of Ye Moyan's mouth raised a slight arc.
The old man raised his eyebrows but didn't say much, "Okay, then I'll have people guard outside. If you need anything, you can call them at any time."
Ling Xuewei nodded, "You should rest early."
The old man yawned, waved his hand and left.
As soon as the old man left, Ye Moyan stared at her.
As if Ling Xuewei didn't see it, she went to explain a few words to Qingwu, then went aside to collect the medicine order...
"Weier."
Ling Xuewei wiped her hands, put on disposable medical gloves, and flipped through the diagnostic records.
"Weier."
Still ignored.
Ye Moyan was helpless.
Ling Xuewei was really angry.
Ye Moyan stroked his forehead, thinking about how to comfort the angry little girl.
After reading the diagnosis records, Ling Xuewei came over with a tray, opened his clothes, and took a tube of blood for follow-up observation.
The dressing had been changed before, and the next dressing change would be two hours later. She set an alarm to remind her. After taking three tubes of blood, she collected it in the empty space.
"Weier..." Ling Xuewei's low-pitched voice was somewhat coaxing, and Ling Xuewei finally looked at him this time.
Just as Ye Moyan was about to open his mouth, Ling Xuewei looked away expressionlessly, busy with what she was doing.
Ye Moyan sighed.
The little girl is not easy to coax.
Naturally, Ling Xuewei would not forgive him so quickly. If she didn't teach him a lesson this time and leave a deep impression on him, she didn't know if the old thing would happen again in the future.
"You said you weren't angry."
Ye Moyan's tone at this moment was inexplicably aggrieved.
"I was wrong."
Ye Moyan looked pitiful.
Ling Xuewei didn't look sideways, turned around and left.
Ye Moyan hurriedly grabbed her, but when he got up, he moved violently and pulled the wound, making him hiss in pain.
"What's wrong? Did you injure the wound?" Ling Xuewei suddenly became nervous.
Ye Moyan immediately showed a weak expression, "It hurts..."
"Where does it hurt? Let me see!"
Ling Xuewei pulled up his clothes and saw blood leaking out of the bandage again. She immediately became angry and said, "Don't move! Look, it's bleeding again!"
"I'm fine..."
Ye Moyan held her hand and said, "Don't be angry, okay?"
His last note reverberated a thousand times, with a hint of prayer.
No matter how angry Ling Xuewei was, it was long gone at this moment.
In fact, she was a little angry just now, but now, her anger has long dissipated.
I just wanted to teach Ye Moyan a lesson so that he would remember it for a long time.
But now...
Forget it, Ye Moyan is really her nemesis.
"I'm not angry anymore."
"real?"
"Well, let me re-bandage your wound first."
Ling Xuewei softened her tone, took off the bloody bandage, and replaced it with a clean one.
During this period, Ye Moyan kept looking at her without blinking.
