The Talented Doctor

And standing beside Xuanwu was a young man wearing a moon white brocade, his brows were clear and handsome, but his expression seemed to be mixed with ice, and his whole body exuded an aura that no strangers would enter.

He Xi had a faint intuition that this person was stronger than Qinglong, and had a very cold temperament, but he didn't know who it was.

When her gaze fell on the third person, she was slightly startled. She had actually seen this person, and she still had a small impression. It was the desireless person who presided over that auction in the gluttonous hall.

I didn't want to see her looking over, curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, his eyes were deep and dull, making people completely unable to guess what he was thinking.

Seeing Hexi's arrival, Qinglong didn't even bother to say hello, and said directly: "You come in with me."

The door of the room was pushed open in an instant, and Hexi followed in. As soon as he walked into the room, he felt a billowing heat wave on his face.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, Hexi frowned, and quickly moved a little bit of water to resist, which made it a lot more comfortable.

Qinglong saw the pure spiritual power radiating from her body, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he explained: "The cold poison in the master's body has begun to invade the lungs. We have tried our best to suppress it, but the results have been very small."

Just after passing the corner, a huge bed came into view. Smoke evaporated above the bed, and the temperature became higher and higher, and it was Nangong Yu who was lying in the smoky smoke.

Seeing Nangongyu's first glance, Hexi's pupils shrank suddenly.

The man on the bed wore only a white silk robes with loose hair and closed eyes. From a distance, he could see his handsome face resembling a sculpture of jade, and the room was scorching hot, but he There was no trace of blood on his face, instead it was white as if it was going to be transparent and frozen.

Hexi had never seen Nangong Yu like this.

In her impression, Nangongyu is always elegant, evil, rascal, and wanton, but at this moment, Nangongyu does look so fragile, as if it would be broken with a touch.

Without waiting for Qinglong to greet him, Hexi was about to step forward and grasped Nangongyu's wrist.

So ice! Hexi's hand trembled slightly. She was obviously holding a human wrist, but the touch felt like she was holding a piece of cold jade that had just been taken out of the refrigerator. And this kind of cold, when touched, there is an illusion that it will penetrate into one's own bone marrow.

He Xi calmed his mind, slowly infiltrated his spiritual power from his pulse, and began to swim around his body.

A stick of incense passed, Hexi still maintained this posture, but her brows became more frowning.

Qinglong watched from the side anxiously, and tried to interrupt Hexi several times to ask about her master's condition, but was afraid that it would interfere with her treatment and be disadvantageous to her master.

Just when his patience almost reached the limit, Hexi finally let go of his hand slowly, but his frowning eyebrows were still not loosened.

Qinglong asked quickly: "How is the master? Can it be cured?"

If even the genius doctor Xi Yue who cured Ouyang Haoxuan was helpless, they could only ask for help from Elder Cheng of the Medical Association, that is, Zhuque's master. But in this way, the master's situation will be known to others, and by then, it will be impossible for Hades to maintain such a transcendent position. The master may also cause a greater murder.

Thinking of this, Qinglong's hand holding the sword clenched tightly, and his eyes looked at Hexi with a hint of expectation.