The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Zhou’s shopkeeper looked curious and anxious. On the candlelight, he only saw his skin white and sweaty. He couldn’t help but jump in his heart and took a clean cloth and handed it over: “Or else you should wipe the sweat first and take a break. ”

Who knows that Tunxi didn't hear his voice at all, felt the sweat slide down the eye to block the line of sight, lifted his hand and wiped it, and continued his movements.

Zhou’s treasurer was able to take back his hand, but his eyes couldn’t help but focus on the face of the teenager’s treatment, and he could not move for a moment.

However, the crowds of the crowd, the thoughtful Zhou’s treasurer and the busy Tunxi were not found. Just above the street, diagonally facing the position of Shengde Hall, a pair of eyes were looking at her through the semi-open window. The eyelids are full of scrutiny and burning.

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It was the time of a fragrant incense. At this time, the comatose boy had been smashed with hundreds of needles. Under the sun, it was like a translucent hedgehog.

At the beginning, the boy was still in a coma, and his breathing heartbeat was not ups and downs. However, after half an hour, when more and more needles were inserted into his body, the teenager’s mouth began to make painful embarrassment. Sweat, between a few short breaks, it dampened the white cloth underneath.

The original disdain of the audience’s face slowly turned into incredible.

This boy, who was originally silent, like a dead man, began to make a sound, even when those silver needles plunged into his blood, his face showed a painful expression!

This... how is this possible? Isn't he a meridian? How can you feel the stimulation from the veins?

Is it... Is this pretty boy not talking big? Does he really have a way to cure the patient?

The face of Dr. Xie and Qin’s treasurer increased with the snoring of the young boy, and it became a little bit green. Qin’s treasurer felt the chilly air emanating from the doctor’s body, and it was a double tremor and fear.

If this inexplicably ran out of the beautiful boy really cured the patient? Does Dr. Xie want to be in public?

After that, what is the face of Dr. Xie’s doctor? Dr. Xie is furious and angry, can he let go of himself?

At this time, Tunxi has begun to pull out the silver needles of the juveniles one by one.

108 silver needles, each pulling out the same force and order, this is still a long and tormenting process, but the onlookers began to hold their breath, no one speaks.

Finally, all the silver needles were pulled out.

The teenager lying on the long table made a long groan and then slowly opened his eyes.

The glaring lights made hot tears in his eyes. In the blurred eyes, he only saw a beautiful face and a pair of cold and deep eyes like a cold eye.

The feeling is like a traveler who has been crawling for seven days and seven nights in the desert. He suddenly drank Ganquan, and that drop of Ganquan became all his beliefs and hopes.

He opened his mouth and wanted to talk, but he finally closed his eyes with powerlessness, but he just stamped the face and breath of Tunxi in his mind.

After collecting all the silver needles, Tunxi took the pulse of the juvenile to confirm that he was safe and sound, and he let out a sigh of relief. He said: "He is all right?"

Everyone has an incredible expression on his face.

Dr. Xie waited for no one to greet him, and immediately strode forward to explore the young man's body with aura.