Pampering His Cute Wife

"Well," Lian Shuo looked up at the moon covered by dark clouds, and his mood was also depressed.

Dark god looked at the door, two people, eyebrows picked pick, did not say anything. This meeting everyone's mind is all in Wan Ying's heart, he just wants to find a way to help her as soon as possible. As for the others, let's put them aside.

Finally, Lian Hui and Zhui Hun came back. As soon as he entered the door, his face was a little ugly. Lian Hui said calmly, "Kun is dead. His shop has been completely destroyed by a big fire. The police have already closed down there. Also, we checked the clerk, but we couldn't find any clues about her. "

After looking at Feng Luoxuan, he said, "the problem may be the shop assistant!"

When Feng Luoxuan closed his eyes, the breath of cold and evil was compelling, "ah Xian"

"master Xuan!"

His eyes suddenly cold, cold voice, "find out this woman, even if the whole city turned over, also want to find out this woman!"

"Yes

The next day, a Xian brought back a message that the clerk's body was found by the police.

Near noon, feveren took the legendary powerful doctor J.

J is tall and thin, but does not appear weak, a pair of brown eyes is particularly deep, the whole body exudes a touch of melancholy temperament.

After feiweilun enters the door, also omits those politeness, just introduces with everybody briefly, "this is J

Feng Luoxuan held out his hand, "huokui,"

J held it back and nodded to a few people, "I'm glad to see some of the ghost gate." He didn't waste any time either. He asked directly, "I've got the general information on the plane. Now, show me the lady

"Well, come with me." Feng Luoxuan immediately took him upstairs.

Wan Ying's condition is even worse than yesterday, lying in bed has shown dizzy, even Hui and little love has been in her side, see J, immediately back to one side.

J walked over and put down the medicine box he was carrying. "Please avoid it for a while. I'm going to check her."

Feng Luoxuan looks at WANYING, turns around and takes everyone out of the room. They didn't want to wait in the living room. They all stayed outside.

The dark god was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that this doctor was so young. I thought he would be an old man."

"If it wasn't for Asura, J would have been a miracle in medicine," feveren said

Feng Luoxuan leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, his brows locked. Lian Hui went over and said softly, "cousin, I heard that this j can't be invited by anyone, but as long as he comes out, there's nothing that can't be done."

Feng Luoxuan just nodded and didn't speak.

Faintly suffused with restless eyes, he gently closed.

Not much for a while, the door opened, J took off the rubber gloves, dignified look out.

Everyone was so anxious to get close to him that Fei Wei Lun frowned and asked, "J, how about Wan Ying?"

J closes the door and signals everyone to go to the living room.

When they came down the stairs and into the living room, he said slowly, "I've checked it carefully. There's nothing wrong with her."

In a word, as the doctors in the two hospitals said before. For a moment, everyone's mood fell to the bottom again.

"However," J's expression, too serious, feiweilun see in the eye, heart "clatter" once, "but what?"

Feng Luoxuan kept an eye on him. Although he didn't ask, his hands were tightly clenched, waiting for his next words.

"I found some strange problems in her eyes."

Feiweilun patted him on the shoulder, "J, you don't sell the story, if you find anything, tell us quickly."

Lian Shuo nodded, "that is, what is it?"

J pondered, said: "her white side, there are two obvious gray spots."

Feng Luo Xuan closed his eyebrows tightly. He had a bad premonition and said, "what does that mean?"

J raised his head and looked at the crowd, "have you ever heard of the head lowering technique in Thailand?"

Everyone a Leng, "drop a head?"

A Xian said, "who hasn't heard of Nanyang magic? But what does that have to do with Miss Wan Ying? What's more, it's only in movies. How can it be in reality? "

Lan also does not live to nod, "yes, you should not want to say, Miss Wan Ying fell head?"

J did not joke, but cautiously nodded, "now it seems that this possibility is great."

People can't believe the big eyes, the answer is just an accident in the accident. Feveren knew J very well, knew his ability, and knew that he would never guess at random without being sure. His face was ugly. If that's the case, then J can't help her.

Feng Luo Xuan Shuer said quietly, "please tell me in detail."

"I'm a medical student. I've studied all kinds of pharmacology, but I don't belittle poisons. After that, I came into contact with some witches and insects in the Miao area, as well as the head lowering technique in Thailand, and I have seen some similar cases. Their condition of Zhongjiang is exactly the same as that of Miss Wan Ying. They can't find any physical problems. Moreover, the most obvious feature is that those who hit Jiangtou will have gray spots on the upper side of the white eye. If they die, the spots will turn black in a few days. "J stopped, four weeks quiet down, the atmosphere of unprecedented depression, Feng Luo Xuan seems to be able to hear his heart beating sound.

"In a few days, the mediocre will die." J lowered his brown eyes and said helplessly, "this is no longer in the field of medicine. The medical theories and experiences we have learned are not useful at all. So far, I have no idea what to do."

Everyone is silent. It's better not to know the answer than to hold a glimmer of hope.

For a long time, Feng Luoxuan raised his eyes, "is there a solution?"

J thought about it and said, "I have checked the data and found that Zhongjiang can solve the problem, but we must find the leader of Zhongjiang! As far as I know, there is only one Siamese descendant in Thailand, shaman

Feng Luoxuan pursed his lips and said without hesitation, "I'm going to take her to Thailand!"

"Good, I'll accompany you!" he said decisively

J reminded: "the gray spots on her white eyes are becoming black a little bit. It seems that she is dead.". So, you don't have much time. From the day she came down, you must find shaman in seven days

"I know," Feng Luoxuan clenched his teeth and went up to pack up without delay.

As soon as the soul was about to leave, the dark god held him and lowered his voice, "Hey, soul, no matter whether Wan Ying's head was down or not You have to bring that guy back! You know what I mean? "

Soul a frown, nodded, "I know."

Just as he was about to leave, Lian Hui followed, "I don't trust cousin and WAN Ying. I want to go with you, too!"

"I'm afraid I don't have time to go back and pack things for you."

Lian Hui's eyes firmly said: "I'll wait for you here!"

At this time, feveren pulled J to one side, "J, tell me the truth, what's the possibility of finding this man?"

J raised his eyes, did not answer directly, but said softly: "I will give you some painkillers, which will relieve her pain and make her It won't be that painful these days. "

In terms of time, today is the third day of WANYING's fall, leaving them only four days. The scope of influence of Guimen in Asia is not as large as that in Europe. When Ares was still alive, he handed the contract of Guimen, which symbolized power and responsibility, to feveren, who was responsible for the affairs of Guimen in Asia.

This time I went to Thailand, the branch had already made all preparations in advance according to feweren's instructions, and immediately started to look for shaman. Because feiweilun's wife Xia Junlan is pregnant and needs to be accompanied by others, Feng Luoxuan doesn't agree to let him accompany him to find someone, but is accompanied to Thailand by suihun and Lianhui.

Bangkok, Thailand.

Bangkok's climate is hot and humid. Although it's early November, the temperature is as high as 30 degrees, and the pedestrians on the street are all T-shirts and shorts. Bangkok is known as the capital of Buddhism, with more than 400 temples. If you want to find the successor of the eminent monk, this is the first choice.

The person in charge of the ghost branch is a young man named Alan. Although he is young, he is very efficient and his mind turns fast. No wonder feveren will entrust him with a heavy task. He took the group to the gate, a hidden building in Bangkok's Chinatown. From the outside, it is just an ordinary private lending institution. The first floor is for business use, the second floor is for public use, and the third and fourth floors are not open to the outside world.

A Lang takes a few people to take the elevator to the fourth floor. When he walks in, he finds that the decoration inside is very simple, but very particular. After arranging the people's rooms, Alan respectfully said, "master Xuan, you can come to me anytime you want."

"Well," Feng Luoxuan nodded and helped Wan Ying into the room.

With the painkiller given by J, Wan Ying's condition is much better. At least, she won't be tortured by the pain in her body. Feng Luoxuan didn't tell her the truth. He just said that J had cured her. This time, he wanted to take her out to relax.

Wan Ying went to the window, pushed open the window, breathing slightly hot air, but also feel wonderful. It's her first time to Thailand. Everything is fresh. Plus getting rid of the pain, she is in a good mood.

"Xuanye, look, it's so busy down here!" She pointed to the downstairs and turned to Feng Luo xuanjiao with a smile. The sun hit her pretty face, with her heartless smile, everything is perfect just right.

He stood not far away, raised the corner of his lips, and looked at her with his misty eyes.

This moment of beauty, he is willing to use anything to exchange, as long as keep, let her smile forever, heartless smile, let him do anything, he will not say a word "no".

"Do you want to go?" He cast a net of temptation and bound her layer by layer.

"Mm-hmm!" Wan Ying nodded, then came to him, put his arms around his strong waist, and said with a smile, "I prefer here to those luxurious cities. Thank you for bringing me here." Shining eyes, comparable to the old red wine, fragrant, clear color, looking at can be lost, too drunk to wake up.

"Thank you?" Feng Luoxuan picked his eyebrows and joked in his eyes, "when did the little wild cat learn to act coquetry to its master?"