My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"come in."

As soon as Yun Qingyan arrived at the door of the room, the door opened from inside.

Nie Zhao walked out with his face swollen into a pig's head, and looked at Yun Qingyan's disgusting expression with grief in his heart.

Whose credit is my good yard becoming like this?

Unfortunately, I can't tell you the pain!

"Said something in the room." Nie Zhao turned around first.

Yun Qingyan kept his gaze on Nie Zhao's face. Nie Zhao was stared awkwardly, and pretended to shout fiercely, "What do you look at? Is that enough?"

Yun Qingyan shrugged his nose and smiled, "Deputy Dean Nie, who caused the injury on your face?"

According to the resilience of a god-level master, such a small injury should have healed early, but Nie Zhao's face did not show the slightest trace of recovery, indicating that the person who beat him was unusual.

"It's none of your business. Why are you still inquiring about the gossip of the instructor? Hurry up, tell me what are you doing!" Nie Zhao felt complicated when he mentioned the wound on his face.

Looking at the time when Feng Liaoxia and the mysterious lord came that day, the two of them probably didn't want this matter to be known, and even said it lightly from Yun. They didn't say it, how dare he say it.

"If I can heal your injury," Yun said with a smile, remembering the money he owed the mysterious old man, and couldn't help but raise Nie Zhao's idea.

Although he looked like a rough man on the surface, Nie Zhaonei was extremely delicate.

What was the idea of ​​this little fox?

Nie Zhao was not fooled, coughed twice, and righteously said, "Good student! The teacher is incumbent to lend a helping hand! This is the demeanor of our first college students!"

A high hat was fastened to Yun lightly.

Nie Zhao thought very well. Let Yun speak his obligation to heal his injuries lightly. Although he knew that the wound on his face was caused by Di Jiuque deliberately trying to punish him, he could not heal it for a long time, but Nie Zhao thought to himself that if the adult who wanted to shelter took the initiative to heal her, the adult would not go deep into his reduction of punishment. Thing?

Yun Qingyan smiled and looked at Nie Zhao, "Although the student intends to heal your wounds, this healing method is very labor intensive...Students may need a bit of advanced Yuanyu to restore power."

Nie Zhao knew that he had to bleed heavily this time.

"How much do you want?"

"Ten thousand senior yuan jade." Yun said this lightly, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"Ten thousand?!" Nie Zhao's voice was raised a little bit higher. Ten thousand high-level yuan jade can buy several fine healing pills.

Although he is not short of money, he did not expect it to be so expensive.

"Although it's a little expensive, but the effect is very fast, vice president, you don't want to go out with this look? How detrimental to your handsome and mighty image!" Yun Qing vowed.

In fact, Nie Zhao had also taken a lot of healing medicines, but they hadn't been effective. Those pill medicines were almost 10,000 in total.

"Well, ten thousand is ten thousand. Now I start treatment, if my face can be swollen, I will pay immediately!" Nie Zhao said.

Ordinary doctors and pharmacists can't cure it. Yun said lightly that he was from Fengyun City, so there should be a way.

Seeing that Nie Zhao was so simple, Yun said that he didn't idle, and immediately started treatment for him.

She has herbs for reducing swelling and removing blood stasis. The key is to draw out the energy remaining on Nie Zhao's face.

First, he crushed several kinds of energy-resolving herbs into juice and applied it to Nie Zhao's face. Yun Qingyan probed into Nie Zhao's musculoskeletal area, "Deputy Dean Nie, relax your body and gather your strength."