Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 512 God of War 22
Meng Li started to detoxify Dongfang Haoye, and took Feng Miaobai to boil medicine together.

Seeing Meng Li boil a big pot full and throw all kinds of medicinal materials into it, Feng Miaobai kept asking:

"Is this okay?"

"Is this okay?"

"These two medicines are mutually restraining, can it work?"

"In this way, can the prince's body bear it?"

Meng Li: ...

"Can you keep silent?" Meng Li looked at Feng Miaobai helplessly.

Feng Miaobai closed his mouth.

Meng Li continued to do it again, Feng Miaobai couldn't help but murmur at the side after a while, Meng Li just looked at her expressionlessly.

She smiled awkwardly at Meng Li.

Seeing that Feng Miaobai was really worried, Meng Li didn't want her to be worried, so he tried to explain the reason to her.

However, the two became a debate party.

Each has its own reason.

In fact, Feng Miaobai is not bad if he wants to say it is bad, and he has no direct interest relationship with her.

It's just that people are too indecisive.

Meng Li wiped his face weakly, glared at Feng Miaobai, and stopped talking to Feng Miaobai, seeing that Meng Li was really angry, Feng Miaobai didn't dare to say anything else.

She always felt that Meng Li had an aura pressing her down, making herself look like a junior.

When the medicine was almost boiled, Meng Li asked Feng Miaobai to get out the medicine soup and bring it to Dongfang Haoye's room later.

Meng Licai went to inject Dongfang Haoye.

Looking at Dongfang Haoye's clothes, Dongfang Haoye was shy.

Meng Li said:

"You and Miss Miaobai are a perfect match."

Dongfang Haoye looked at Meng Li suspiciously:

"how you said that?"

Meng Li: "It's grinding and chirping."

Dongfang Haoye: "...No."

Meng Li: "Isn't it? What are you so afraid of?"

"How do I give you needles?"

Dongfang Haoye hesitated:
"But men and women can't kiss each other."

Meng Li smiled, but the skinny smile didn't smile:
"If I were Miss Miaobai, you wouldn't hesitate so much."

Dongfang Haoye: "...don't be angry, I'm just..."

Dongfang Haoye hesitated for a moment and started to move.

Meng Li silently continued to look at Dongfang Haoye.

Dongfang Haoye's face was so tangled up that he hesitated:

"I want this too?"

Meng Li hummed deeply.

Dongfang Haoye's heart was very complicated, he didn't know why, but he was so embarrassed in front of the other party.

I wouldn't be afraid to say that he is an old man, but he is awkward for no reason.

Facing Meng Li's indifferent expression, Dongfang Haoye hesitated for a moment and listened to Meng Li's words.

Dongfang Haoye was embarrassed and awkward, Feng Miaobai came in with a bucket of medicinal soup, seeing Dongfang Haoye like this, the bucket fell to the ground with a bang, and the medicinal soup flowed all over the floor.

She screamed loudly and covered her eyes with her hands.

turned around.

Dongfang Haoye was extremely embarrassed, and the atmosphere was once weird.

The temperature was also low at this time, and Dongfang Haoye was not made of iron. He felt chilly and embarrassed, so he hugged his hands together helplessly.

That appearance is not at all like the usual God of War prince, but rather like a young daughter-in-law who just passed through the door.

The veins on Meng Li's forehead twitched, he turned his head to look at Feng Miaobai, and then at the medicinal soup flowing all over the floor.

The three fell into a bewildered silence.

Meng Li didn't speak, Feng Miaobai's face was red, he looked flustered and didn't dare to speak.

Dongfang Haoye didn't know what to say.

Dongfang Haoye was still the coldest, he didn't want to go on like this, he asked Meng Li:

"What should we do now?"

Meng Li suddenly smiled:
"What else can I do?"

"I used to cook a big pot, you can use a little more, but now it's a little less, please use a smaller bucket, my lord."

Dongfang Haoye pursed his lips and said:

"That's all right, let's deal with it."

Feng Miaobai turned her back to them, fearing that Meng Li and Dongfang Haoye would blame her. Hearing what they said, she breathed a sigh of relief. She said:
"Sorry, I shouldn't have come in rashly."

Dongfang Haoye:

"It's okay."

"But I spilled your medicine."

"It's okay."

Meng Li watched their conversation blankly, wanting to find a cup of tea.

The two chatted a few more words before Feng Miaobai went out in a panic.

This matter should not be known to others, so Feng Miaobai can only deal with the medicinal soup sprinkled on the ground.

Meng Li asked Dongfang Haoye to lie on his stomach. She took out a silver needle to sterilize the poison and gave him the needle. Seeing the large and small scattered and winding scars on Dongfang Haoye's back, she couldn't help but imagined it. If it was Feng Miaobai who gave Dongfang Haoye the injection now, the two of them would definitely have an in-depth discussion on this scar.

Meng Li concentrated on injecting Dongfang Haoye, while Feng Miaobai was busy cleaning up the medicinal soup on the ground.

He glanced at Meng Li and Dongfang Haoye from time to time, absent-mindedly, and there was always a ping-pong noise.

Meng Li completely shielded the noise made by Feng Miaobai. Giving needles to people is really exhausting work, but fortunately, her soul power is already stronger than ordinary people, and it is not tiring after a set of exercises.

The blood dripping from Dongfang Haoye's body was pitch-black, Meng Li wiped Dongfang Haoye with a towel, and then Feng Miaobai also cleaned up.

Ask Feng Miaobai to bring over the remaining medicinal soup.

Dongfang Haoye, who was supposed to enjoy the large bathtub, because Feng Miaobai spilled half of the medicinal soup, he was a tall man, so he could only sit in a wooden bucket just enough to accommodate him.

Not to mention how frustrating it is.

Feng Miaobai did not dare to look up at Dongfang Haoye the whole time, and the blush on his face never faded.

After Dongfang Haoye soaked in it, he felt burning pain all over his body, as if all the tiny meridians were enduring the pain.

This pain seemed to burn him, Meng Li said to Dongfang Haoye:

"Luck."

Dongfang Haoye's face was distorted due to the pain, and when he heard Meng Li asking him to practice kung fu, he straightened his face, gritted his teeth, and started to practice kung fu.

Meng Li was behind Dongfang Haoye, and his luck and spiritual power injected the spiritual power into Dongfang Haoye's body.

Gentle spiritual power was instilled in Dongfang Haoye's body, and Dongfang Haoye suddenly felt a gentle and cool force swimming in his body.

greatly reduced his pain.

This surprised Dongfang Haoye:

"Your inner strength?"

Meng Li hummed:
"By the way, after this poison is detoxified, your martial arts will also improve by leaps and bounds."

Dongfang Haoye was even more surprised:

"really?"

Meng Li:

"This has the effect of washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow. It can remove the impurities in your body and make your practice more effective."

This is equivalent to her insisting on pushing a pig to run. If she can't move after pushing like this, then she has nothing to do.

The exercises were given, the physique improved, and the poison was cured.

Meng Li didn't even know what else he should do to make the hero survive smoothly.

Anyway, getting along is very tiring.

(End of this chapter)