Urban Madness

Xiang Liu is much more atmospheric than Sun Simiao.

After all, between anger and his body, he still weighed the lighter and heavier.

He obediently placed his hand in front of Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao took a pulse for Xiang Liu, with a strange look on his face.

"I can't cure this disease."

Within a few seconds of putting his hands on them, Sun Simiao immediately put his hands back, and looked at Xiang Liu and Ye Fan neatly and said.

"Sun Simiao, don't be angry, look good."

Ye Fan said helplessly.

Sun Simiao rolled his eyes and looked at Ye Fan.

"Do you think I'm like that kind of unreasonable person? If you can't cure it, you can't cure it!"

Xiang Liu also withdrew his hand at this time.

"Forget it if it can't be cured, I can get your intentions."

Over the years, he has been searching for famous doctors everywhere, and he has heard a lot of these words, so he doesn't care too much.

"Your injury has been delayed for too long, and it is impossible to heal it completely."

Sun Simiao said lightly.

"But I can't smash my sign."

Hearing this, Xiang Liu, who had been somewhat lost, brightened before his eyes.

"I have a way to prevent your injury from getting worse."

Although Sun Simiao's tone was very plain, the words fell into Xiang Liu's ears, like a pendant of a mighty sword.

"What you said, but is it true?"

Xiang Liu was extremely excited.

Over the past few thousand years, because of the regression of his strength, how many people's attitude towards him has undergone a 180-degree change.

Although he can't cure his injuries now, being able to keep it from getting worse is the best news he has heard in these years.

"Of course it's true, do I need to lie to you?"

Sun Simiao was quite disgusted, looking at Xiang Liu who was extremely excited.

"If it wasn't for Dijiang's face, I wouldn't be able to heal you."

Sun Simiao took out a pack of golden needles from his medicine chest, pointed to Ye Fan's bed next to him, and said to Xiang Liu.

"My clothes are taken off! Get on your head"

Xiang Liu took off his shirt in a few strokes and lay on the bed.

Sun Simiao used the technique of golden needles, pulling the golden needles from the needle bag and piercing them into the big acupuncture points of Xiangliu.

After Ye Fan glanced twice, he walked out quietly.

As soon as it was light, some monks had already got up to wash.

For those grooms who attacked the evil faction camp with Ye Fan and Qinglong last night, Qinglong gave them a half-day holiday with great compassion.

Others, what time is it, and what should they do.

With the cultivation bases of Qinglong and Ye Fan, it doesn't matter whether he rests or not.

It was already dawn anyway, and the two of them didn't sleep at all.

Especially Qinglong, who raided last night and caught two high-ranking evil factions at once. Now that he is asked to go to sleep, he will be so excited that he can't sleep.

At this time, Dijiang in the Guangming Pavilion was also very happy.

Ye Fan had only left for two days, and he had two high-level evil factions arrested for him.

This efficiency simply cannot be too high!

Xiang Liu's first treatment lasted more than half an hour before it ended.

When Sun Simiao pulled out the golden needle, Xiang Liu only felt warm.

His physique is inherently cold, and since he was injured, even in a place like spring at the border of Qinglong, he has to wear a big bar every day.

And now he was lying on the bed with his upper body naked, and he actually felt a warm current gushing from his pubic area.

"Thank you!"

Xiang Liu looked at Sun Simiao very gratefully.

Sun Simiao didn't even look at him, as he packed his needle kit.