The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing waited outside for a while, and also did some psychological training for herself.

Whether it is a doctor or a patient, everyone's common wish is to cure the disease, and they are all fighting against the disease.

She returned to the ward, opened the sandalwood box, and the medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire ward.

People who smell the fragrance of the medicine feel refreshing and very strange.

Xia Yuwen asked in surprise, "What kind of medicine is this? It smells so good?"

Yu Ziqing replied: "Xishui Dan."

Xia Yuwen asked, "Can this cure his leg?"

Yu Ziqing smiled lightly, "If he can make it through."

Xia Yuwen observed the complex patterns on the pill, and there were some esoteric symbols indistinctly.

I don't understand it, but it feels like it must be simple.

Yu Ziqing handed it to Lan Xuanlang and said, "Eat."

Lan Xuanlang held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, then said with a smile, "It's amazing, this is a good thing."

Yu Ziqing smiled and asked, "You know each other?"

Lan Xuanlang shook his head slowly: "I don't know, my intuition tells me that it is not simple."

Yu Ziqing said: "Eat, hurry up.

Lan Xuanlang put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then it melted in his mouth, and slid down the esophagus into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, I suddenly felt a scorching heat in my stomach, and soon my whole body became hot.

Yu Ziqing was always paying attention to the changes in his body, and while feeling his pulse, he asked, "How does it feel?"

Lan Xuanlang now feels that the tip of his fingertips are scorching hot, as if his whole body is about to be cooked.

Immediately there was a new feeling.

"I feel like there are a lot of ants burrowing around in my body."

Yu Ziqing looked calm: "Come on."

Xia Yuwen looked a little nervous, silently looking at the man lying on the bed.

Yu Ziqing helped Lan Xuanlang take off his glasses and put them on the bedside table, "Since you took the medicine, you can only grit your teeth and persevere."

Lan Xuanlang's tone was very relaxed: "Didn't you say that the process will last for a long time? Why don't you tell me about yourself? Let's pass the time."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "I'm afraid my story has been spread all over the Internet, so there's nothing new about it. Why don't we listen to your story?"

Lan Xuanlang laughed and said, "You are really as powerful as the legends say, so powerful that you can easily take the dominance. I'm afraid He Xuanchen is often at a disadvantage in front of you, right?"

Yu Ziqing noticed that the veins on his forehead were slowly bulging, and guessed that his current feeling must be worse than before.

She asked, "Do you know He Xuanchen?"

Lan Xuanlang didn't feel like ants were burrowing around, but turned into thousands of bugs biting him.

His internal organs, skin surface, flesh and blood, were all captured.

"Several times." He frowned.

Yu Ziqing observed his expression and asked, "Is it getting more and more obvious? This is just the beginning."

Lan Xuanlang's eyes began to get a little bloodshot.

From the inside out, all parts of the body are being bitten and torn.

He felt that his body was about to be torn apart, as if it was about to be broken down into billions of cells by something.

All the places that can produce pain are suffering from severe tearing.

Yu Ziqing said: "My marrow washing pill, although it is said to be washing, is actually a process of destruction-reorganization-repair. The simplest example, if someone's fracture is not connected well, it has to be broken and reconnected. Yours There is a problem with the spinal cord nervous system, this marrow washing pill can help you refine your whole body again."

Lan Xuanlang's expression gradually became serious, not as relaxed as before.

Xia Yuwen asked next to him, "What can I do?"

Lan Xuanlang pulled a difficult smile from the corner of his mouth: "Would you like to do a sexy dance for me? It will definitely attract my attention."

Xia Yuwen thumped his chest and scolded, "Lan Xuanlang! What time is it?"

Lan Xuanlang snorted, as if he had been hit by a hammer.

Xia Yuwen was startled, and stammered, "I... I didn't use that much force."

Lan Xuanlang said: "You can really do it."

Obviously it was just a light punch, with the strength like a cat's paw, but it made him feel so painful that he almost cried out.

Xia Yuwen was at a loss, and looked at Yu Ziqing innocently: "I really didn't try hard."

Yu Ziqing comforted, "Sister Yuwen, it has nothing to do with you, he will hurt even if you beat him or not."

Even if you touch him lightly with a finger, he will feel as if he wants to be hit by a heavy punch.

As time went on, his pain would double.

Xia Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "When will this be?"

Yu Ziqing looked at the time: "At least eight hours. This is only the first day, which is considered mild. The whole course of treatment will take seven days. Each time is more difficult."

Lan Xuanlang began to take deep breaths, trying to relieve the tearing pain all over his body.

"call--"

Yu Ziqing said, "Come on."

Other than that, she has nothing to do, and she relies entirely on Lan Xuanlang's personal willpower to support her.

"Huh—" Lan Xuanlang took deep breaths faster and faster.

He was still trying to maintain a smile, looked at Yu Ziqing's calm expression, and asked, "Aren't you sympathetic? Look at her, she's about to cry."

Xia Yuwen still didn't admit it, and wiped her eyes: "I didn't!"

Yu Ziqing looked at Xia Yuwen, thinking that this was just the beginning.

She thought of He Xuanchen being entangled in nightmares a few times before, unable to withdraw his consciousness, and even vomited blood.

Physical pain or mental torture, which one is more tormenting?
She felt it was mental torture.

The torment He Xuanchen suffered was like a curse covering his soul. If he couldn't find a solution, he might not be able to escape for life.

But physical pain, especially the pain of Lan Xuanlang's treatment process, has a time limit, as long as he can endure it, he will be fine.

Lan Xuanlang's face turned pale, and he clenched his teeth so that his teeth would not fight.

"Anyone of you can tell me a story, anything will do."

Xia Yuwen looked at him worriedly, and said, "You better stop talking, I'm afraid you'll bite your tongue."

Lan Xuanlang laughed aloud: "I'm not yet."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he snorted and hugged himself tightly with his hands.

Nerves all over the body were numb and painful, and felt extremely cold for a while, and extremely hot for a while.

Now he is not only suffering from pain, but also hearing voices from inside his body.

Sometimes crackling, like broken strings.

Sometimes it is like being washed by hot magma, stinging every nerve in the body.

He started to have a splitting headache and felt like his head was going to explode.

Xia Yuwen asked, "Ziqing, will the pain continue to increase?"

Yu Ziqing nodded: "Yes."

Xisui Pill is a very good elixir, as long as he survives, his physical fitness will be reborn and improved several levels.

Xia Yuwen looked worried, wanted to say something, wanted to do something, but could only helplessly look at this arrogant man, tormented by this pain.