The Talented Doctor

The man stepped forward two steps, smiling and holding her hand, gently kneading and touching like a lover, "This hand just hurt me? Do you know whoever hurts this king will end up?"

Hexi slowly calmed down her breath, the pain of her internal organs made her face pale like rice paper.

The man's warm and powerful fingerless grasped her weak little hand, and the thin calluses of the fingertips rubbed on the delicate skin, bringing a trembling numb feeling.

Hexi moved his wrist lightly, trying to get rid of the man's control, but his body was severely pulled and dragged into his arms.

"Last time, in order to arouse the king's interest, a woman who pretended to be high-minded, pointed her sword at the king in the crowd? Then, she could no longer hold the sword." The low voice was somewhat evil The danger of Mei slowly breathed in her ears, "Little girl, do you think I should abolish your hand or the meridians all over your body?"

"If you want to give it up, what do you say so much? Do you think I will beg you?" Hexi sneered up her head, her face bleak, but her eyes were as bright as stars, full of stubbornness and arrogance, without a trace of flinching.

There was a slight movement in the man's heart, and for a while, it seemed as if something was imprinted on the bottom of his heart by these eyes, and the lake of mind that had always been calm and condensed inexplicably rippled.

He couldn't help but laughed, the pressure on his body faded, and his voice was a little helpless: "How can you be so stubborn at a young age?"

Hexi frowned, and was about to sneer, suddenly felt a stream of purity coming through the body along the buckled wrist, instantly spreading all over his body.

The cool breath, with the dominance of someone else, quickly wandered through her body until she reached her dantian. The pain of tearing the internal organs disappeared without a trace, replaced by a refreshing feeling that made her feel so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

"What are you doing?" Hexi was surprised, could this person heal himself?

But what responded to her was the man’s extremely shocked expression. He clasped Hexi’s wrist tightly, his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, “I heard that the third lady of Nalan Mansion, Nalan Hexi, has been caught since she was a child. Diagnosed as a waste that could not be cultivated, so I was abandoned in this aura of thin mountains and plains. Are you--really the rumored waste Nalanhe River?"

Hexi was surprised, but his expression on his face did not change at all. He said indifferently: "Didn't you track down here after investigating my identity and background? What's more, who would I be if I am not Nalan Hexi?"

Humph! This body is indeed from Nalan Hexi, and there has never been a precedent for rebirth in this world. As long as she denies, no one can say that she is not Nalan Hexi!

The man laughed lowly, his voice full of playfulness: "Hehe, what a **** who can't practice. There are so many blind people in the world."

He Xi was shocked, and kept asking: "What do you mean by this?" The little face that had been calm and unwavering finally showed a wave of fluctuations at this moment.

The warm palm of his hand suddenly clasped her chin, the man leaned down, stared at her clear phoenix eyes, and slowly said: "Nalan Hexi, is it? This king remembers you, I believe we will soon Goodbye."

"Who on earth are you?"

Hexi's cold and harsh questioning just sounded, but he only felt his breath, and the man who was standing in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The candlelight flickered in the whole room, but she was the only one, standing alone, as if the strange man who had just appeared was just her hallucination.

Bastard--! He Xi cursed secretly, lay back on the bed with his teeth gritted, and walked back to the space.