Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

"I didn't do anything..." Ji Zhong was really happy.

Later, Jiang Xiaoyu and Mi Xiaole woke up, and Qin Li rushed back...

"Woooooo...Xue'er, you finally woke up. You really scared me to death..." When Mi Xiaole heard that she was fine, she immediately hugged her tightly and cried hysterically.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooevers....

"Young master... woo woo woo..." Qin Li stood aside and sobbed. Jiang Lingxi supported her with one hand, and kept wiping away tears with the other hand.

Jian Junxi's nose was sour, and he pursed his thin lips tightly. He didn't say anything, but patted Mi Xiaole's back...

Except for a few doctors, as well as Mo Zixuan, Qin Li and Yan Rongliang, everyone else left the bedroom.

"How is Nangong Jing?" Jian Junxi, who recovered some strength, asked calmly.

"He..." Yan Rongliang secretly glanced at her, hesitant to speak.

Mo Zixuan's eyes were deep, and he added quietly: "One hour ago, he took the child and left...he is fine..."

Ji Zhong added with a little embarrassment: "He just needs to cultivate for a few days."

Jian Junxi nodded and said nothing.

Qin Li handed her a glass of half-cold warm water, and said hoarsely, "Drink a glass of water first. We haven't lived here for a long time. Xiaoxi needs some time to prepare ingredients temporarily."

"Well, it's okay." Jian Junxi took it, and after taking a sip, the warm water slid all the way from the throat into the abdomen, as if it had revived all the dead cells in the body, and the comfort spread from the inside to the outside.

Her heart has never been so calm, looking at the people around her who will never leave her, the calm water suddenly rippled a little.

Qin Li took the cup from her hand and looked at her appreciatively. Everyone's eyes were full of doubts.

Ji Zhong asked worriedly: "But where is it uncomfortable?"

"No, where's Lin Jifeng?" Jian Junxi didn't see him, and frowned slightly.

"He...tsk..." Yan Rongliang only remembered him at this moment, and took two steps back in shock.

"Bring him here." Jian Junxi thought of the scene of Nangong Jing beating him, and suddenly felt a very bad feeling.

Yan Rongliang didn't dare not listen, said "OK" and hurried out the door.

Thinking of Lin Jifeng's dying appearance, no one dared to say anything.

There was worry hidden in Mo Zixuan's soft eyes, he pursed his lips and said: "Xue'er, that... When we arrived here, he was beaten to death by Nangong Jing, you have to be mentally prepared."

Jian Junxi didn't speak, but a trace of worry flashed in his clear eyes.

Ten minutes later, Yan Rongliang walked in pushing Lin Jifeng in a wheelchair.

The wound on the body was hidden by the clothes, only the face was so swollen that it couldn't see its original appearance at the moment, it looked extremely terrifying and hideous.

I don't know if I fainted or fell asleep, my drooping head was hanging on the side.

With his arrival, there was a strong smell of blood in the air...

Jian Junxi lifted the quilt to get up.

Ji Zhong patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, this old man has a look..."

Jian Junxi believed in his medical skills, so he didn't force himself.

Ji Zhong placed his right hand on his pulse, the weak beating made his face stiff, and he immediately took out a black pill from his bag.

Qin Li served water, and several people helped him swallow the medicine reluctantly.

After waiting for a few minutes, Ji Zhong grabbed his Renzhong acupoint...