Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 511 The most powerful mercenary army in Western Europe
Sang Nuan applied the medicine while Qi Fei was watching.

The light yellow pasty medicinal powder covered Kang Qing's right cheek.

"Is it just a dressing? No more food?"

Sang Nuan raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to eat? Is fried chicken good?"

Qi Fei: "..."

Kang Qing silently raised her little hand, accompanied by an uncontrollable grunt in her belly.

"I can."

Yu Song stepped forward immediately, "Miss, are you hungry? If you want to eat something, I'll tell the hotel to do it."

Qi Fei: "..."

She shouldn't treat Sang Nuan as a decent doctor.

Yu Song thoughtfully asked the three of them what they wanted to eat.

At this time, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"Boom boom boom!" three times.

The force was stronger than Mo Huan's knock on the door just now.

Not Mo Huan.

Everyone in the room stopped their movements immediately, and all looked towards the door.

"Dong dong dong." The man knocked again, and Sang Nuan frowned, signaling Yu Song to open the door.

At this moment, a slight cough came from the crack of the door.

Qi Fei's eyes lit up instantly, and he exclaimed, "It's Brother Feng who is here!"

The whole person rushed over to open the door.

When Sang Nuan heard the word Feng Ge, his heart skipped a beat. The next second, the door opened, and a tall man appeared at the door.

The man and Qi Fei only looked at each other and recognized her immediately.

"Fei'er, it's really hidden."

Qi Fei couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, his smile turned into a flower, he stretched out his hand to support Nie Feng's arm very naturally, and welcomed him into the room: "Brother Feng, why did you come in person, I won't let the butler deliver the medicine Ok?"

Nie Feng smiled, then raised his head and met Sang Nuan's eyes who were looking at him at this time.

"Miss Sang is in trouble, and I'm in the capital again. If I don't come to say hello, it's out of courtesy."

Is he 0?
Was it her previous life, her master?
Sang Nuan imperceptibly clenched the medicine bowl tightly in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, he looked at Nie Feng calmly, and then nodded politely to him, "Brother Feng."

It is basically consistent with her imagination of Nie Feng in her heart.

Although he has been tortured by illness for many years, Nie Feng is not thin and thin except for his pale face.He is even taller than Yu Song.

The facial features are outstanding and handsome.

What a sick beauty~
A black suit was neatly covered on his body. Although he smiled gently, there was a murderous aura that could not be ignored all over his body.

This kind of aura is by no means something that can only be acquired by soaking in high positions in the business world all year round.

Instead, it is the real battlefield.

In the previous life, Qi Fei had told her many things about Nie Feng.

The most powerful mercenary army in Western Europe belongs to him.

The aggressive spirit on his body was honed with human blood in one battle after another.

I just don't know how he can go to the battlefield with his body.

Nie Feng pointed to the entourage behind him, "Miss Nie, Feier didn't tell me just now about the medicinal materials you want to use, so I brought you all my inventory, take a look and see if it suits you." use."

The entourage behind him directly brought in three large wooden boxes, opened them with a click, and a scent of medicine wafted into his nostrils.

This taste!
Immediately, Sang Nuan put the medicine bowl in Yu Song's hand, picked up her skirt, squatted down in a somewhat disfigured manner, took out the herbs in the medicine box and smelled them one by one.

"Is this a hundred-year-old Scrophulariaceae?"

"Agarwood of a thousand years!"

Nie Feng walked up to Sang Nuan, bent down slightly, and was held back by Qi Fei, "Brother Feng, you can't bend down, did you forget?"

Sang Nuan hurriedly got up and moved a chair for Nie Feng.

"I'm fine, you are all soldiers."

After Nie Feng sat down, Sang Nuan gave him his pulse.

He is terminally ill and will die soon.

(End of this chapter)