Under the hopeful gazes of Cang Yehao and He Tongtong, the painful and distorted expression on He Nanjun's face gradually returned to normal.

The bleeding from his mouth, nose and ears also stopped, and his tense body gradually softened. Seeing that Nan Jun didn't seem to be in pain anymore, Cang Yehao looked at Fu Ling'er gratefully.

"Thank you, girl. What kind of medicine did you use? It's very effective. Nanjun seems to have no pain at all."

"It's only temporary. We still need to find the cause to cure the root cause and prevent him from getting sick again. I'll think about it first, and then I'll check him when he wakes up."

"Do you want to wake up? Not now?" Cang Yehao heard that it was temporary and became nervous again. When he heard that Nan Jun was going to be examined, he hurriedly asked.

"Well, just be awake," Fu Ling'er didn't explain much to him. He Nanjun's self-protection will not be triggered until the person is awake and her spiritual power enters the other person's body.

Cang Yehao said no more, quickly picked him up and told He Tongtong.

"Tongtong, you take the three of you to sit outside and have a cup of tea. I'll tidy up the place. A clean bed will make Nanjun more comfortable when he sleeps."

"Okay, brother Yehao, I'm going to make tea for you three, please," He Tongtong walked in front,

Fu Ling'er followed behind. Wan Qiyuan was about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Yu staring at him with interest. Wan Qiyuan was speechless. He grabbed the back of Bai Yu's neck and dragged him out.

When the three of them sat down, Wan Qiyuan glared at Bai Yu, who was sitting quietly, drinking tea.

"What did he do again? Did he make you angry?" Fu Linger asked funnyly,

"He's just a fool, so let's not talk about it. Let's talk about He Nanjun and Ling'er. What kind of disease does he have? He looks so creepy and he has lost so much blood."

"I don't have a clue yet. I just have a direction. I won't know exactly what the situation is until I check it out?"

"Is it possible to cure it?"

"Well, if I go in the right direction, I should be able to cure it."

"Oh? It seems that Ling'er already has a plan in mind,"

"Take a look first, don't talk too much,"

"Yes, yes, I understand,"

After the three of them drank half a cup of tea, Cang Yehao came out to invite Fu Linger.

Fu Ling'er walked in again, and Bai Yu quickly followed him in. This time Wan Qiyuan stayed to drink tea and eat snacks. Seeing Bai Yu's actions, Wan Qiyuan's feet also felt itchy.

Fu Ling'er came to the bed again and saw that He Nanjun on the bed had a new look. After the blood on his face was washed away, his heart skipped a beat.

"Wow! This beauty is worth three cups of grass," this was the highest praise she had given her so far. Fu Ling'er couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of the Creator.

Ahem, that’s too far off topic.

He Nanjun had woken up, but he didn't have the energy to speak. When he looked at Fu Ling'er who walked in with his beautiful eyes, he was stunned for a moment, marveling at the greatness of the Creator. Is there such an agile and beautiful woman in the world?

"Nan Jun, she is the doctor I told you about. It was only by taking the medicine she gave you that your pain will be relieved," Cang Yehao said calmly while standing beside the bed,

Fu Ling'er was stunned, wondering if this had changed too fast. Cang Yehao didn't have this kind of expression just now. He was obviously worried to death, but now he felt a little more alienated. The atmosphere between the two lacked that intimacy.

Is it unrequited love? Looking at He Nanjun's expression, it doesn't look like he is heartless, right?

Didn't you say it? It should be. How is this possible, she is the flower protector, let her help.

"Thank you...you," Nanjun said his thanks feebly. The stamina was too great, and he still didn't have the energy to say too much.

"You're welcome. It was Cang Yehao who begged me to treat you. Since I agreed, that's what I should do. You don't have to thank me. You should cooperate with the doctor and take good care of your health, and then thank the one you should thank. people."

Begging? He Nanjun was shocked. Could Cang Yehao do this for him? How can he be so virtuous? He Nanjun looked at Cang Yehao at the end of the bed in disbelief. His eyes were full of surprise and heartache, and the tears just fell silently.

Fu Ling'er's words were undoubtedly a heavy blow and a catalyst. After a while, his mood stabilized. He Nanjun stretched out his hand to Cang Yehao without thinking,

Cang Yehao naturally held He Nanjun's hand, holding it coldly and tightly. Hold it tightly like you are holding onto the whole world.

"Brother Yehao, please stay with me, I'm a little scared," He Nanjun's words were twisted. After all, outsiders were present, but with just one movement, Cang Yehao was pleasantly surprised. He understood. His heart was beating wildly, and he looked at He Nanjun with his bright eyes. When the clouds opened and the moon shone brightly, he was very excited. He tried hard to suppress the sobs rising in his throat and said in a hoarse voice,

"Okay," one word said all the boundless tenderness.

"Ahem, okay, He Nanjun, I'm going to check your body now. My spiritual power will enter your body. Don't resist. If you feel any discomfort, tell me," Fu Ling'er had to interrupt. This beautiful atmosphere is really strangely cold in the middle of the night.

"Okay, then I'll take care of you, Miss." The two of them looked away, their cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Fu Ling'er pretended not to notice. He put his index finger on He Nanjun's eyebrows. The chaotic power of his fingertips entered his eyebrows and wandered around in his mind. There was nothing unusual.

All the way down to the heart, no abnormality was found, along the meridians, all the way down to the Dantian.

Fu Linger clearly "saw" the scene in He Nanjun's dantian.

I saw a cloud of turbid matter in his Dantian that occupied the entire Dantian. What was that? The power of chaos penetrated it, and it turned out to be spiritual energy. What attributes? Without five colors, is it the light system?

After feeling it carefully, no, it should be that too much is stored and cannot be refined. When superimposed together, it becomes a dull color, which means it has no attributes.

Feifei said that there is a special kind of natural spiritual body called the Ethereal Holy Body.

The Ethereal Holy Body can cultivate attributeless spiritual power, and this attributeless spiritual power is a fusion of the power of five attributes. Because the Holy Body has no spiritual roots, the Holy Body will automatically refine the power of the fusion and then transform it into a new power without attributes.

This attributeless spiritual power is the characteristic of the ethereal holy body.

Among the various spiritual bodies, such as her Chaos Body, Xiao Queer's Suzaku Divine Body, and Qinglong's Divine Dragon Body, this ethereal holy body is also uniquely endowed, and it is also considered the best among the rankings of spiritual bodies.

The speed and sensitivity of this ethereal holy body during cultivation are no less than that of Fu Ling'er. If he had practiced normally without any problems, he would have been a proper "King of the Mountain" at this age.

But why is his current situation like this? What is the principle? It stands to reason that when spiritual energy enters the Dantian, it will be absorbed and refined by the spiritual roots, and then transformed into spiritual power and stored in the Dantian and meridians, ready for use at any time.

But He Nanjun is an ethereal holy body. As long as he absorbs the spiritual energy, the holy body will automatically transform the spiritual power for his own use. But what is his problem?

Fu Ling'er's power of chaos turned to the spiritual root to check.

With this look, she finally knew what He Nanjun's problem was.


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