Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin had just put Ji Yunmiao down when Ling Tian walked in with Liu Jingyao.

"Doctor Liu." Wen Jin nodded slightly and said, "A Miao seems to be waking up."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at Ji Yunmiao.

Liu Jingyao said "hmm" lightly, and walked quickly to Ji Yunmiao's bedside: "I came here just for this matter."

He waved his hand and released a stream of spiritual power, which probed Ji Yunmiao's pulse. Then he slightly raised his fingertips, and several slightly thicker silver needles flew out from his sleeves and accurately pierced into Ji Yunmiao's acupuncture points.

As spiritual power passed through, the silver bells on the top of the silver needles rang in different orders.

Wen Jin stared at the slightly trembling silver needles and took two steps back to leave more room for Liu Jingyao to operate.

After a moment, the silver needle stopped trembling.

Liu Jingyao raised his hand, and a silver needle flew out from Ji Yunmiao's body first, followed by the second one. Before the third needle appeared, Wen Jin saw that the two needles changed places and fell vertically.

Then the third one flew up and fell down. The fourth, fifth, and sixth needles flew out together, changed the order, and fell down one after another... Nine silver needles flew up and fell down irregularly, and then the sound of the silver bell at the top rang again.

Waiting for the ringtone to disappear again, Liu Jingyao repeated the previous operation.

The third time they all fell, beads of sweat appeared on Ji Yunmiao's forehead and his head tilted slightly to the side.

Liu Jingyao stretched out his arms, and an extremely thin silver needle flew out and landed on Ji Yunmiao's head.

Ji Yunmiao's brows suddenly frowned, as if he was enduring great pain.

Wen Jin was nervous and subconsciously took a small step forward.

Liu Jingyao noticed something, turned around to look at her, and then glanced at her feet meaningfully.

The man's forehead was also covered with a thin layer of sweat, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were sharp.

Compared with his previous indifferent and somewhat melancholy look, he is like a completely different person.

Ling Tian stood next to Wen Jin and pulled her slightly.

Wen Jin was startled and immediately came to his senses, retracting the step he had just taken subconsciously.

She wanted to give Liu Jingyao an apologetic look, but Liu Jingyao had already retracted his gaze.

It's another time to re-arrange the needles.

The ringing stopped and Ji Yunmiao's fingers moved slightly again.

Liu Jingyao raised his hands up, and then pushed them forward - all the silver needles flew up immediately and were neatly lined up in the air.

On the bed, Ji Yunmiao's body suddenly trembled, and the bell at the end of the silver needle above his head made a crisp tinkling sound.

Wen Jin clenched his hands slightly at his side, and together with Ling Tian, ​​he stared nervously at Ji Yunmiao's closed eyes.

one two three.

Liu Jingyao counted to three silently in his heart, and the silver needle immediately stopped trembling.

He looked back at Wen Jin again, signaling with his eyes that she could come forward.

Wen Jin took two tentative steps forward and stood back at the head of the bed where she had just stood up.

She looked at Liu Jingyao nervously, her palms slightly sweating.

Liu Jingyao lowered his eyes, turned his head away, and hooked his finger at the silver needle that was stuck in Ji Yunmiao's head: the ringing sound disappeared.

As soon as the silver needle appeared in Liu Jingyao's palm, Ji Yunmiao suddenly sat up from the bed—and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth!

The black blood stained the white curtain, instantly corroding the curtain into black gas.

After spitting out blood, he pretended to fall down again.

"Help him." Liu Jingyao ordered in a calm voice.

Wen Jin had no time to care about the blood Ji Yunmiao vomited. He quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to support Ji Yunmiao who was about to fall.

Black blood slowly flowed out from his lips. If it weren't for the spiritual power protecting his body, his skin would have been corroded by now. Thinking that the blood came from Ji Yunmiao's body, Wen Jin couldn't help but sweat for him: Fortunately! Fortunately, Ji Yunmiao had reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage early, otherwise, with the severity of this black energy, his spiritual veins would probably be eaten away.

Ji Yunmiao leaned on Wen Jin and coughed twice, and finally a mouthful of black blood flowed out from between his lips. Then, bright red blood slowly flowed down from his lips.

Wen Jin looked up at Liu Jingyao.

Liu Jingyao was staring at Ji Yunmiao, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't say anything, and Wen Jin didn't dare to speak either. The air was almost stagnant.

Wen Jin waited until the blood on Ji Yunmiao's lips dried up, and his gaze that was wandering between Ji Yunmiao and Liu Jingyao suddenly stopped - Ji Yunmiao's eyelashes seemed to move just now?

Her face lit up with joy, but before she could ask for confirmation, Liu Jingyao turned around and said, "I'll come again tomorrow."

He left a word and disappeared from the spot in an instant without even moving his legs to walk out.

As soon as Liu Jingyao left, Wen Jin and Ling Tian had no time to react, Ji Yunmiao's weak voice came from Wen Jin's arms: "I..."

Wen Jin and Ling Tian immediately looked at Ji Yunmiao.

Ji Yunmiao's eyes were slightly narrowed. After sleeping for too long, he couldn't adapt to the strong light. He opened his mouth and uttered only one syllable.

"You're finally awake!" Wen Jin spoke first, holding Ji Yunmiao's hand with a little force. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

However, he had only been in a coma for four days. Even if we count the time Ji Yunmiao spent in seclusion, it was only less than two months, but it seemed like a century had passed.

She kept telling herself not to be nervous, not to be nervous, and that with the King of Medicine taking action, Ji Yunmiao would definitely be fine now. So she kept thinking about all sorts of things, trying to distract herself.

Just at this moment, all attention returned and the worry disappeared.

Ji Yunmiao raised his hand and stiffly patted Wen Jin's hand on his arm. He wanted to say something, but at this moment he couldn't speak for a moment. He looked at Ling Tian who was standing silently beside him.

He gave a weak smile.

Ling Tian suddenly turned his back in an extremely awkward manner.

"What if you can't wake up?" Wen Jin complained. She lifted Ji Yunmiao up from behind, pulled out her arm, and her fingers brushed over the blood on Ji Yunmiao's lips. A white light flashed, and the blood disappeared.

It would be a lie to say that she was not worried. Not to mention whether her love for Ji Yunmiao was deep or not, just saying that she wanted to snatch Ji Yunmiao back from the evil spirit, just saying that she wanted to change the ending of Ji Yunmiao falling into the devil, just saying that she wanted to save Penglai Island and save the future turbulent world of immortal cultivation, her heart would be hanging high.

Ji Yunmiao's palm was slightly cool, and he covered the back of her hand.

"...No problem." He whispered and smiled at her.

"Still laughing!" Wen Jin withdrew his hand, brought back the water that had just been used to feed the medicine and handed it to Ji Yunmiao.

The smile on Ji Yunmiao's lips deepened. He put down his hand and shook his head: "I don't have the strength."

Wen Jin's eyes fell on Ji Yunmiao's pale lips: "I'll believe you for now."

She replied unhappily, handing the bamboo cup to Ji Yunmiao's lips.

Her thin lips turned pale as she gently held the edge of the bamboo cup.

Wen Jin's gaze followed the direction and landed on Ji Yunmiao's rolling Adam's apple.

His white shirt was stained with blood, his hair was slightly disheveled, his black eyes were half closed, and he was drinking water seriously.

The Adam's apple rolled, once, twice, three times...

Wen Jin couldn't help but swallow his saliva.