Exorcist Princess

Chapter 83: A life-saving straw.

"What? There are so many famous doctors, there is no one who can treat her?" Feng Yiying's handsome brows are full of gloom and impatience, looking at Yi Qingchen who is in a coma, her heart feels like a cat's scratch. .The voice was so cold it was almost like ice.A doctor was bolder, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the poison this girl suffered from is very strange, it doesn't look like an ordinary poisonous bite... Caomin and others have never seen this disease..." He said Before he finished speaking, there was a flash in front of his eyes. Feng Yiying grabbed him and lifted him up. Anger was surging in his black eyes, and he said word by word: "I don't care what you use. The solution is to make her wake up! If something happens to her, I will let all of you quack doctors be buried with her!" With a thud, he threw the bold doctor to the ground. "Plop", "Plop", "Plop!" Hearing Feng Yiying's words, the faces of the doctors who were already in a panic turned green with fright, and they knelt down on the ground in unison.Shouting tremblingly: "Third Prince, spare me!" "Third Prince, the grassroots and others are really incompetent..." Feng Yiying snorted, her black eyes burning like fire towards the group of kneeling doctors.But he didn't speak.A doctor's expression changed a few times, and suddenly he gritted his teeth, stepped forward, gave a salute, and said, "Your Highness, there is a way for the grassroots to suspend the poison on this girl. But if you want to cure it completely, I'm afraid you will have to invite another doctor." People..." Although Feng Yiying said harsh words to these doctors, she didn't hold much hope in her heart.Qingyi Kingdom has always disbelieved in these voodoo techniques, so there is no doctor in the country who specializes in voodoo and thaumaturgy.And Yi Qingchen was scratched by a zombie, so no one can cure the poison of the zombie.He was full of despair and disappointment, when he heard the doctor's words, he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.He grabbed the doctor's wrist and said in a trembling voice: "Who? Who else do you want to invite? Tell me, I'll send someone to invite you!" The doctor's wrist was hurting from his grasp, but he didn't dare to struggle. With Yiying's last sentence, he couldn't help showing a wry smile. Of course, he had just experienced the "please" that Feng Yiying said.But that person is different from other doctors, and this method is of no use at all.

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