Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"What did you... Do to me?" Nianbing looked at Wu Lai who turned his back over there, and a little confusion flashed in his eyes.

Now she feels a little soft and can't lift her strength at all.

"I didn't do anything! Don't worry!" Wu Lai quickly turned around and raised his hand to swear, "I'm a gentleman, you believe me!"

upright gentlemen? Read the ice and smash it. Smash it in the mouth. Looking at the serious Wu Lai over there, he especially wants to laugh. Is he a gentleman? Wu Lai is just a rogue no matter what he thinks... Besides, she won't blame him even if she did something.

Then she shook her head, adjusted the innate Qi in her body, and Wu Lai waved, and all the silver needles returned to her hands.

He just took it and finally recovered his boiling animal blood. His original impulse also disappeared. As he put away the silver needle, he said, "take a rest. I'm a little hungry. I'll go out to eat first."

Then he fled and left the room.

The moment Wu Lai walked out of the box, several eyes instantly fell on him. Luo Feifei looked at him suspiciously, looking up and down, and his eyes still stopped at his special position for several seconds. He coughed softly, pretended to know nothing, and sat back in his seat with an innocent face.

"What did you do just now?" Luo Feifei didn't seem to find anything, and asked while eating.

"I treated her a little, and now she is resting inside." As soon as Wu Lai sat down at the table, he began to wolf down. He didn't care about his image. While eating, he also said with admiration, "it's good. I'm not old. I haven't cooked for some time. I thought my cooking level has become worse. It looks good and I don't lose face."

Some people roll their eyes when they hear Wu Lai's words. Is this just good? Is this person modest or proud? This table, prepared by one person in an hour, tastes better than those hotel chefs. Isn't he satisfied with this?

If you are satisfied, how far can you reach?

The old miracle doctor sat at the table and finished eating the Qiqiao glazed heart. Hearing Wu Lai's words, he also smiled. He ignored it, glanced at the box over there, and then began to enjoy these medicinal meals.

Just ten minutes later, nianbing over there hurried out of the treasure box, walked to the table, said a few words to the old miracle doctor, and hurried away.

Seeing the figure of nianbing leaving, everyone was confused. Only Wu Lai touched his nose and pretended not to see it.

"Why did she go back?" Luo Feifei stopped his chopsticks and glanced at Wu Lai beside him.

Wu Lai shook his head hurriedly. "I don't know. Maybe it's because he's not feeling well. Go back and have a good rest. It's estimated that he's too tired."

Too tired?

Hearing this, Luo Yi laughed, but didn't point it out.

What strength does team leader nianbing have? Everyone knows that it can make such a top 50 person tired?

I'm afraid there's only one possibility. Something unspeakable happened between her and Wu Lai. Then nianbing has to go back and adjust it now.

Luo Feifei was skeptical, and Yin Xiaomin, who was eavesdropping with her ears pulled, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but those old timers didn't know anything.