Doctor Agent Spoils Dumb Wife

Tong Yan's face became more and more green. The little yellow chicken was worried and screamed. However, Tong Yan still didn't stop. The child looked at Tong Yan worried. Tong Yan smiled softly at him, "keep counting, it's almost over."

The little boy's tears fell, "nine hundred and one, nine hundred and two."

He didn't know what the person in front of him was doing, just because he knew that he couldn't control his tears for a while.

The little yellow chicken was worried to death. It moved around Tong Yan and shouted, "it's terrible. Your face is green. It's definitely that you can't get out now. If you don't get out again, it's over."

It is urgent to die, but Tong Yan is as calm as a nobody.

"Big sister..." the little boy was also worried about Tong Yan. He looked at Tong Yan with fear and helplessness and cried weakly.

Tong Yan raised his lips, smiled reassuringly at him and said, "it's all right, go on, where did you just count?"

"Nine hundred thirteen."

"Well, that's almost over."

Tong Yan smiled faintly, but he couldn't laugh at all at the bottom of his heart. Now the amount of bleeding is getting bigger and bigger. If he doesn't control it, he can't imagine the consequences!

But it's already at this juncture. She said she should cure this man!

Tong Yan clenched her teeth and led out the green elements. She couldn't.

Can't you do anything when the Linggen is broken? Long Yanhuang can, and so can she!

Tong Yan held her teeth tightly and made a final sprint. Anyway, she must succeed. As long as she has, she must find a way to lead out the elements in her body.

The body began to feel, and a violent pain swept through, which made her a little unstable even with the knife several times. Tong Yan bit her lower lip tightly, and her lips were bitten out because of extreme patience.

However, she still didn't stop.

She felt that the meridians in her body seemed to be pulled out half by others. This pain was beyond the capacity of ordinary people.

"Big sister..." the little boy looked at her increasingly ugly face and was so frightened that he could only cry.

Tong Yan squeezed out a smile from the pain, looked at the little boy and said, "continue to count, but we have agreed."

"OK."

The middle-aged woman on one side looked at Tong Yan's appearance. Her tears were silent for a moment. She knelt helplessly on the ground, looked at the sky and said, "Lord Wu, please bless your pious people. If you can still hear it, I'm willing to exchange the happiness of the rest of my life. Otherwise, you take away my life. My life is worthless. Please, save my child."

The God of martial arts is the belief of the world. However, the God of martial arts did not exist a few years ago. They are all the people abandoned by the God of martial arts.

Everyone knows that the God of martial arts can't appear again, but that's their last faith, the last faith to survive.

The mood of the people became very low. The little yellow chicken looked at the people and sighed. It stood next to Tong Yan and looked very serious, "elder sister, can you do it?"

"Yes." Tong Yan answered and listened to the voice of help around her. Her teeth bit tighter.

She never believed in fate. She only believed that everything was in her own hands. As long as she wanted to stick to it, it would change.

But the spirit root is incomplete. She can't practice as usual.

It worked before. This time, it must still work.