The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

When he said this, he suddenly made the faces of the people ugly and scary.

Qiu Shu is biting his teeth, his eyes are full of anxiety and sorrow.

Wei Chengyuan walked to the side of Tunxi and whispered to her ear: "I reported that you cured Zhang Hao a month ago, but at that time, he was treated by Lu Xuyang, President Lu. The president said that Zhang Jian’s illness and the disease on his face are just the same, the causes are not the same, and that changing the treatment plan at will will make life on danger.”

"So this thing dragged down. Until just, the sudden onset of illness, but President Lu was diagnosed because the attack cycle was ten days, so he left early. They can only find you to heal."

Lu Xuyang, is the president of the physician association, the tenth grade physician, the father of Lu Hao?

Quxi Meifeng Wei Wei, Lu Xuyang said that Zhang Wei and the middle-aged man have different causes, it is not a lie.

However, with Lu Xuyang's medical skills, can't you really see that the disease cycle of this deity is only two days? Moreover, from the perspective of the changes in the lesions of the middle-aged man she examined, it always felt a bit strange.

It seems that the disease is getting too fast, and it seems that it is not a natural change, but an artificial push.

Qiu Shu and a few people in the Yuan Ying period discussed it for a while, and finally came forward and said: "Hey, how many times do you have the cure to cure the disease?"

"60%."

"Only 60%?!" Qiu Shu's face changed greatly, and he whispered, "Hey, you are so bold! Only 60% of the grasp, dare to treat the disease?!"

Tunxi was sneer, not afraid of the pressure of Qiu Shu’s body. "If it doesn't cure, he doesn't even have the hope of living."

Qiu Shuqi’s body shivered and was about to roar. He walked up behind him, his voice sinking. “Hey, can you tell me, can you cure the honor?”

This voice, known as Tunxi, is the sound coming from the enchantment.

Tunxi smiled and said: "My method is not impossible to say, but I am afraid that you will not dare to try. So, before you make a decision, let them wake up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the spiritual power in the hands of Tunxi re-infused the silver needle on the top of the head.

I saw that every silver needle began to emit black smoke.

As the black smoke dissipated, the face of Zun was slowly becoming normal from black and black.

After half an hour, see no more black air overflow, and Tunxi carefully removed the silver needles.

Until the last one and a half feet of the Baihui point gold needle was taken out, the sudden rise of the chest suddenly, a breath in the mouth, slowly opened his eyes.

"Respected -!"

"Respect! You finally woke up!"

Everyone rushed over, one by one ecstasy, and Qiu Shu even had tears in his eyes.

The eyes of Tunxi also met the eyes of the middle-aged man.

It was a pair of seemingly ordinary eyes, but when the master of the eyes condensed, it suddenly gave a strong sense of oppression.

It is not the spiritual oppression that is deliberately cast, but it is born with the oppression of experience and strength.

The sharp eyes swept over him, and Tunxi only felt as if he had been seen through from inside to outside.

She had a slight glimpse in her heart, and there was a hint of surprise in the upper eye, slowly saying: "Are you jealous?"

Tunxi slowly spit out a sigh of relief, and did not humble and greet him back. "Yes."