Chapter 64 Saved Fu Yu's Life
Ordinary ancient warriors can only introduce aura into their own bodies for cultivation, let alone donate their aura to others, even if they can do it, in this era of exhaustion of aura, no one would be willing to do so Do.

But Fu Ziqi is different.

The words "born by destiny" are not empty words.

As the only person in Changli's hundreds of years of history, the talent can be compared with the first national teacher at the beginning of the founding of the country, the blood is extremely pure, and the ability is far superior to the previous national teachers.

She can really communicate with heaven.

Therefore, the aura contained in her body is much purer than that of other people. It can be said that she has stood at the end of others since she was born, and how many people can't reach her state in their entire lives.

In the 11th year of Yonghe, Fu Ziqi just turned 20 years old.

Qiongzhou was plagued by a severe epidemic, with corpses everywhere, and the capital could not be avoided. The king ordered Qiongzhou to be blocked.

Fu Ziqi went there alone, and it was at that time that Fu Ziqi realized the way to use his own spiritual power to heal others.

She has tried to train other doctors, but unfortunately there is no doctor who can do this.

Not every doctor can be like Fu Ziqi, who is an ancient martial arts expert on the premise of superb medical skills.

It's just that Fu Ziqi has not yet fully recovered to his peak state, and he is barely hovering between the late stage of the heavenly rank and the peak of the heavenly rank, but it is enough to help Fu Yu clean up the remaining toxins in his body.

In the end, Fu Ziqi felt Fu Yu's pulse again, and the aura traveled along the meridians of his whole body.

okay.

Fu Ziqi twitched the corner of his mouth, a little pleased.

This kid's life was saved.

Thanks to his good luck.

"Tsk." Fu Zixi patted Fu Ziqi's immature cheek.It's quite soft.

Just after collecting the silver needles, Fu Zixi heard Mrs. Fu's voice outside.

"Xiao Yu! How is Xiao Yu?"

"Let me in! My son is inside!"

……

Yan Zhaoming didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.

Mrs. Fu rushed over no matter what, he had no choice but to step aside.

If it was Fu Yuan, he could still stop it, but Mrs. Fu, he really couldn't help it.

Thus, the door of Fu Yu's room was knocked open.

Mrs. Fu only had Fu Yu in her eyes, she rushed over with tears, and shouted: "Little Yu, mom is back, how are you doing?"

But obviously, it was impossible for Fu Yu who fell into a coma to speak.

And Mrs. Fu saw the black and red blood stains on Fu Yu's quilt and pillow at a glance!
Mrs. Fu took a breath.

With trembling hands, she touched Fu Yu's neck——

And breathe!

Mrs. Fu clutched her heart and breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body slipped to the ground.

But she has not forgotten the existence of Fu Ziqi.

"What do you want to do?" Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of complaints, "If you are unhappy in any way, come to me! I am sorry for you! Why did you kill your brother!"

Fu Ziqi snorted lightly: "Hit him?"

Fu Ziqi glanced at Dugu Xing, with a half-smile that meant something, "Perhaps, you should ask other people who is harming whom."

"What do you mean?" Madam Fu looked at her.

Fu Ziqi spread his hands, "Ask yourself."

"Oh, that's right." Fu Ziqi stretched his waist, and stopped when he turned around, "Mrs. Fu, I'm used to being wild. If anyone upsets me, I'm easy to do it. Blood relationship What, I can't talk about my fetters. So, next time, it's better not to talk to me in such a questioning tone. "

Mrs. Fu looked at Fu Ziqi in astonishment, unable to believe that she would say such outrageous things.

What does it mean that she is easy to use?Can blood relatives not hold her back?
Isn't this a blatant warning to her biological mother?
However, Fu Ziqi didn't care how Mrs. Fu felt when she heard these words, she just waved her hand to indicate that Yan Zhaoming could leave.

Walking outside, Xiaosong, Duguyue's drug boy, hides in a corner with fear on his face when he sees Fu Ziqi.

Fu Ziqi's face was cold, and he walked closer.

But he didn't touch him.

Vermilion lips parted slightly, and the words seemed to contain a powerful and mysterious unknown power: "God said: Healers lose their original intentions, ignore human lives, and will be swallowed up by temporary evil."

"From today onwards, you will always feel the loss of life and powerlessness, and your ending will end in the way you fear most."

No anger, no resentment, just calm and unwavering statements.

But the calmer it is, the more terrifying it is!
Xiao Song was stunned.

He opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Doctor, lost his heart?

What is his original intention to study medicine?
Fu Zixi lifted his hands and walked away slowly.

Yan Zhaoming looked suspiciously at Xiaosong, who was struck by lightning, and hurriedly caught up with Fu Ziqi, not knowing why.

"Fu Ziqi, what did you say to that drug boy just now?" He seemed to hear it clearly, but he didn't write it down.

It's so fucking mysterious.

When did his memory get so bad?
Fu Ziqi glanced at him slowly, "You shouldn't have heard it, so naturally you couldn't hear it."

If you can't even hear it, why should you know?

Yan Zhaoming: It's even more mysterious.

"Then you just bypassed that drug boy? Did he almost kill your brother?" Yan Zhaoming watched, Fu Ziqi seemed to like this brother quite a bit. She was so stingy, how could she be so lighthearted? Lightly uncovered?
Hearing this, Fu Ziqi just let out a low laugh, and the corners of Shu Li's eyes were slightly hooked, and all the deliberately restrained energy poured out, making people feel suffocated subconsciously.

Fu Ziqi: "Let it go? That's not necessarily the case."

She has lived two lifetimes, and she never likes to let herself be aggrieved!
Fu Ziqi walked with his hands behind his back, lazily, but his back was always straight.

She is full of elegance and elegance, and is determined and unrestrained.

The sun was shining brightly, as if a layer of warm and cold light had passed through her.

Looking at Fu Ziqi's back, Yan Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, but another person appeared in his mind.

He seemed to have a little understanding of why his little uncle was so special to Fu Ziqi alone.

Yan Zhaoming didn't say anything, just pursed his lips, and then chased after him, continuing to make jokes, causing Fu Ziqi to roll his eyes several times.

**
Fu Zixi walked in a cool way, but Fu Yu's yard was not peaceful.

Fu Yuan and Mrs. Fu were worried about Fu Yu, and begged Dugu Xing to give Fu Yu a diagnosis and treatment as soon as possible.

In fact, Dugu Xing himself was also worried.

If Fu Yu really died, the Dugu family's reputation would really be lost.

Even if Fu Yu was doomed to die, it could only be because of old wounds and poisonous hairs, and there was no cure for the medicine stone, and it must not be because the medicine boy of Dugu's family changed his medicine!
An emotion quickly flashed across Dugu Xing's face, and he nodded to Mrs. Fu, then sat down beside Fu Yu's bed, put his fingers on Fu Yu's wrist——

impossible!
Shock flashed in Dugu Xing's eyes!
She couldn't believe it, and took her pulse again.

However, the result remains the same.

 Sorry guys, I'm a little late today, my memory is not very good_
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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