Bewitching Prince Spoils His Wife: Genius Doctor Unscrupulous Consort

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Emperor Beibei only felt that the legs that had been unaware were faintly numb, and there were countless small bugs climbing, and itching was difficult.

However, there was a glimmer of joy in his eyes. In the past three years, his legs have not been a little bit sensation, and he is actually conscious at the moment!

The soreness of the sorrow gradually turned into a painful feeling, as if there were countless acupunctures, and the pain reached the extreme.

Emperor Beibei endured the pain of his legs, but the face did not reveal the color of pain.

Only the forehead constantly appeared the sweat of the beans, and the slightly wrinkled eyebrows, let people know that he is not without feeling.

Taking advantage of such a dynasty, the eyes of the red-brown makeup are filled with admiration.

The mentality of Emperor Beibei is really tough, so painful, ordinary people can't stand it, but he can keep his face as usual.

When the red makeup of the hundred miles looked at the emperor, the emperor was also looking at the red makeup.

The fine sweat beads appeared on the bright forehead of the hundred-mile red makeup, and the pretty face was stained with a little pale, which shows that this application also has a lot of pressure on her.

The heart of Emperor Beibei was slightly touched.

All the people he has contacted have always focused on their own interests, and no one will help others for no reason.

Perhaps it has been living in such an environment for too long, so even he has become such a person.

For this reason, he will be touched when he sees the red makeup.

As time went by, the pain was intensifying, and the brow of Emperor Beibei was getting tighter and tighter.

"If you hurt, you will call out, I will not laugh at you." Baili red makeup said.

Emperor Beibei pulled out a smile, and he did not know how much pain he had suffered since he was a child.

Although it is uncomfortable now, it does not exceed his tolerance. Compared with before, it is nothing.

The red-brown makeup looked at the legs of Emperor Beibei, and saw a small layer of ripples slowly descending from his knees.

As long as this layer of fluctuation spreads to the soles of the feet, the legs of Emperor Beibei can restore their perception.

"Master, you have not repaired enough, or do not support it!" Xiaohe worried about authenticity.

This application of the needle not only consumes mental energy but also consumes the power. The red makeup is now only in the late stage of the mysterious land, and Yuanli is not enough.

"I know."

Baili red makeup is pretty and pale, she simply did not intend to completely cure the emperor.

Just sticking a little more, this healing time can be reduced.

Emperor Beibei also saw the pale face of the hundred-mile red makeup, suddenly pulled the red makeup of the hundred miles, said: "You can not persist, just come here."

Looking at the handsome face full of tension, the smile of the hundred-mile red makeup did not persist, but the silver needle was taken down and the needle bag was taken back.

"The next time I come here every day, after about seven days, the problem of paralysis of the legs can be solved."

"it is good."

"Then I will go to rest first."

The hundred-mile red makeup turned around, and that consumption was not small. Although she understands the method of healing, the current strength is no more than before, so the load is relatively large.

Emperor Beibei's right hand pulls, directly into the arms of the hundred-mile red makeup.

"What are you doing?"

"I will send you back to the house."

"No, I am not weak enough."

"Don't move, I will send you back to the house."

Emperor Beibei’s tone was firm and unquestionable, and Baili’s red makeup was so eager to see the seriousness and distress that flashed in the deep sea-like scorpion. She sighed a little and refused.