Magic Gate Taoist Heart

Chapter 294 Treatment

Ye Piaoling shouted dissatisfiedly: "Wanyun! Why did you let me go?"

Liu Wanyun said lightly, "Because I'm a doctor, and you... you know it yourself."

"You!" Ye Piaoling blushed, stared at her a few times, pushed the door open and walked out. He turned around at the door and said, "Do you just need hot water? Do you want to buy a coffin by the way?

"Whatever you want." Liu Wanyun said, and his eyes fell on the silver needle in his hand again.

Qin Yan observed her face and said carefully, "Miss Liu, can I cure this injury?"

"To be honest, my certainty is no more than 70%." Liu Wanyun raised his chin and moved his other hand casually on Qin Yan. "Most of the skin on the outside has been necrotic and the vitality has dissipated. Now it's troublesome. I don't know how long your five internal organs can last. In addition, your soul knowledge has also been severely damaged, but it is forcibly supported by a secret skill that consumes longevity... huh!" She turned to Qin Yan and looked carefully at his chest, "Isn't this secret skill a masterpiece of old man Fang? How dare you say that you are not surnamed Lu?"

Qin Yan tightened his mind and said hurriedly, "I can swear to God that I really don't have the surname Lu!"

Liu Wanyun smiled coldly: "Even if it is not surnamed Lu, it has nothing to do with the surname Lu. Speaking of which, according to the saying circulating in the world, you should be surnamed... Qin, aren't you?"

'Did this guy find out my true identity? She won't sell me, will she? Qin Yan's heart was even more awe-inspiring and decided to pretend to be stupid: "What are you talking about? My surname is Han, and it has nothing to do with Lu and Qin!"

"It's okay if you don't admit it." Liu Wanyun moved his face, pricked his eyebrows, and whispered inadvertently, "I didn't pay attention to that little money."

Qin Yan watched the tip of the needle prick, and only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and there was a sense of dizzyness, and Liu Wanyun's figure began to appear blurred. He forced himself to hold back the trend and shouted angrily, "What have you done to me?"

"Requiem Soup!" Liu Wanyun smiled and said, "It's just that the dose is a little large and I didn't boil it with hot water. Maybe the effect is more violent. You have to hold back!"

"Hey! You..." Qin Yan took a step back and began to shake. The spinning scene in front of him twisted and decomposed into strange lines and shapes, making him feel like a nightmare. Fortunately, he was still conscious and maintained the balance of his body with his memory. He swayed but finally did not fall.

After a long time, the feeling of dizziness passed, and the vision in front of her condensed and took shape again. The first thing that came into view was Liu Wanyun's smiling face. She did not hide her admiration in her eyes: "I got used to it so quickly. It's really a good material. It seems that there is still something to save."

Qin Yan relaxed and only felt that just a few seconds was more tired than a big war. He took a few breaths and found that his body was sweating heavily, mixed with blood and showing a dark red color.

"Dong!" With a heavy sound, Ye Piaoling, who came in somehow, threw down the barrel, stared at Qin Yan, and shouted in a trembling voice, "His injury... Hey, he won't die, will he?" He said this, picked up the barrel again and walked closer.

Liu Wanyun sighed: "I told you not to come in. At that time, you... Forget it. You can watch it yourself."

"I don't care!" Ye Piaoling hummed, withdrew his eyes from Qin Yan, poured the water into the big bathtub, and then walked out with the bucket.

After he left, Liu Wanyun escaped a secret smile from the corners of her lips and began to add medicine to the bathtub. After the hot water began to show a purple-red color, she poked Qin Yan's body with a silver needle, this time with two legs.

Ye Piaoling ran back and forth five times. He was so tired that he was out of breath. He sat down on ** and looked at Liu Wanyun weakly fiddling Qin Yan. After a long time, he suddenly laughed: "He's like me!"

Qin Yan didn't understand what he was referring to, so he heard Liu Wanyun say lightly, "If he can still feel good at this point, I really want to admire him."

Even if Qin Yan is uninvited, he can't tolerate this ridicule. Just as he was about to laugh at each other, he heard Liu Wanyun say, "The medicine is ready. Go in!"

The big thing was important, so Qin Yan closed his mouth and silently walked into the bathtub. The purple potion stimulated the skin, and there was a slight pain like acupuncture, like an ant eating bones, which made him breathe coldly.

"If it hurts, call it out. Don't put up with it, but don't move your body." Liu Wanyun said and moved the chair and sat in front of the bathtub, holding a needle in his right hand and pressing Qianyu on him with his left hand. A trace of warm energy slowly penetrated into his body.

The water in the bathtub did not cool down with time, but became hotter and hotter. Under the baking of a strange power, it gradually became hot, steaming out a large area of red water, covering Qin Yan's body. Mingxi Medical Fairy's fingers have magical magic, like the trembling of the rhythm master on the strings, playing a movement that can make the soul fly. Where she groped, Qin Yan gave birth to a crisp and numb feeling. His expression began to become a little trance. He looked at the hazy and beautiful figure opposite him through the misty red water, as if he was admiring the dance accompanied by the movement. He was intoxicated in it. His will gradually broke away from the shackles of his body and floated up...

In the operation of the warm power, I don't know how long it took, and the soul returned to the body. He began to feel a little uncomfortable, especially his chest. At first, it was just a faint feeling, but after the next few weeks, the discomfort became stronger and stronger, as sad as being covered in a thick quilt on a hot day. In the end, his chest was like a fire, supported only by his will to practice in thousands of sufferings.

About 69 weeks later, the power of the jade hand suddenly increased. In an instant, he seemed to have been thrown into the sticky sea, and only felt the huge natural forces around him rushing over from everywhere, hitting him fiercely like a storm. His body was knocked away by invisible force like losing weight, and he almost jumped out of the bathtub. His chin hit the edge of the bathtub heavily, and his mouth was full of fishy sweetness. The power from the jade hand in front of him turned soft again, gently holding up his body and guiding him to fall into the potion again. He struggled to support his upper body, turned his head to bypass the two people, opened his mouth and burst out a blood arrow, and drew a shocking pattern on the wall.