Medicine door witch

Chapter 787 Visiting the Sick (3)

"You're still sick, get up first." Ling Luo sighed softly, and helped drag the oversized patient to the bed.

Chaos lowered his head, and the corners of his lips curled into a hint of sarcasm. After lying down on the sickbed, his expression became the usual respectful expression.

"Thank you, High Priest, for saving your life."

The corner of Ling Luo's lips curled up into a forced smile, and said, "It's nothing, just don't move, you still have injuries on your face, I'll help you deal with it."

"Face?" Chaos was stunned for a moment, she stretched out her hand and touched her cheek, there was a sharp pain, and there was also a layer of blood on the palm of her hand.

Ling Luo? !
Do you want to be so vicious?

I have changed my body, and you still want to persevere in destroying my body? !

Chaos' heart was filled with rage, but on the surface he still had a respectful smile on his face, and his voice was gentle: "I remember, I don't seem to have any injuries on my face, High Priest, do you know what's going on? "

Ling Luo glanced at Jianlong lightly, and said with a little embarrassment, "I'm sorry, it's my pet, he doesn't know the rules, please forgive me, Vice General Qin."

Chaotic cold eyes fell on Qianlong.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

What's more, it is still an old enemy that has lasted for thousands of years?

With just one glance, Jianlong wanted to pounce on him and tear this man into pieces.

Such a nasty smell, such a nasty look, where I saw it, I must have seen it somewhere!

No, he has to calm down, he must calm down and think about it!
There was a turbulent vortex in the red-black eyes of the cheap dragon, and he took two deep breaths before he calmed down completely.

"Hehe, since it's a misunderstanding, let's forget it." Chaos couldn't help but lie back on the sickbed, "Please ask the High Priest to treat your subordinates."

She is really too weak now, her strength is only one-fiftieth of her original strength, let alone a lowly dragon, even Ling Luo, can be pinched to death by her with one finger.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

What she needs is time, to wait, to lie dormant in the dark, and to take advantage of the situation.

Ling Luo's healing medicine was very effective, but Jianlong's claws were too sharp, and the wound was deep, so "Qin Xiaoya" still had a lot of marks on his face.

"This is the skin-beautifying liquid." Ling Luo handed over two bottles and said, "Deputy General Qin only needs to use it for seven days, and the scars on his face will be completely eliminated."

After Chaos's subordinates, his eyes swept across the room lightly, and asked, "Ge...where is His Highness the fourth prince? Why didn't the subordinates see his shadow?"

"Luo Ge is in the palace." Ling Luo tidied up, got up and went to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a small sip.

At this time, the housekeeper of the West Mansion walked in with a smile on his face, and said, "High Priest, according to your instructions, I have prepared a medicinal meal for Vice General Qin."

"Hey, Deputy General Qin, you're awake!" The butler saw Qin Xiaoya head-on.

Chaos nodded, looked at the steward of the West Mansion, and asked again: "What is the fourth prince doing in the palace?"

Hearing this, the face of the housekeeper of the West Mansion suddenly changed, and he let out a long and profound sigh, and said, "His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has already knelt at the entrance of the Golden Luan Hall of the Imperial Palace all night in order to refuse the marriage!"

"What?!" Chaos was extremely shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, and he jumped off the bed regardless of the pain on his body.

(End of this chapter)