The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

As soon as He Xi said this, he immediately made everyone present look ugly and frightening.

Uncle Qiu is biting his teeth, his eyes are full of anxiety and guilt.

Wei Chengyuan went to He Xi and whispered in her ear: "I reported that you cured Zhang Yi a month ago, but at that time, Lu Xuyang, President Lu, who was treating zunshang, said that Zhang Yi's illness and zunshang's illness were just characterized the same, and the causes were not the same. Moreover, he said that changing the treatment plan at will would put zunshang's life at risk."

"That's why it's delayed. Until just now, zunshang suddenly fell ill, but President Lu left early because the starting period of diagnosis was more than ten days. They can only come to you for treatment. "

Lu Xuyang, the president of that Doctor Association, grade 10 doctor, Lu Zhixi's father?

He Xi Meifeng frowns slightly. Lu Xuyang says that Zhang Yihe, a middle-aged man, has different causes of disease, which is not a lie.

However, with Lu Xuyang's medical skills, can't you really see that the disease cycle of this master is only two days? Moreover, judging from the changes of the lesions in the middle-aged man she examined, she always felt a little strange.

It seems that the disease is getting worse too fast. It seems that it is not a natural change, but an artificial impetus.

Qiu Shuqi and several people around him discussed for a while, and finally came up to him and said, "Xi Yue, how sure are you that you can cure your disease?"

"Sixty percent."

"Only 60%?" Uncle Qiu's face changed greatly and shouted, "Xi Yue, you are brave! If you can only grasp 60% of them, how dare you treat them? "

He Xi is sneering, not afraid of Qiu Shu's authority, "if not, he has no hope of survival."

Qiu Shuqi trembled and was about to scold. A man came up behind him and said in a deep voice, "Xi Yue, can you tell me what you can do to cure him?"

This sound, He Xi knows, is the sound that comes before entering the border.

But He Xi said with a smile: "my way is not to say, but I'm afraid you dare not try. So, before making a decision, let your majesty wake up! "

Just after the voice fell, the holy power of He Xi's hand was infused with the silver needle on the top of his head again.

I saw that every silver needle began to emit black smoke.

As the black smoke dissipated, Zun's face gradually changed from blue to black.

Half an hour later, see no longer have black gas overflow, He Xi just begins to pull out those silver needles carefully.

Until the last one and a half feet long Baihui Point gold needle was taken out, the chest suddenly rose and fell, a breath came out of the mouth, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Dear --"

"My Lord! You finally wake up! "

All the people rushed over, one by one, their faces were ecstatic. Uncle Qiu even had tears in his eyes.

He Xi's eyes are also on the eyes of the middle-aged man.

It was a pair of seemingly ordinary eyes, but when the master of the eyes gathered his mind, he suddenly burst out a strong sense of oppression.

It's not a deliberate spiritual oppression, but an inborn oppression that precipitates with experience and strength.

The pair of sharp eyes in their own body, He Xi only felt that he seemed to be seen through from inside to outside.

She felt a little awe in her heart, and there was a little surprise in her eyes. She said slowly, "you are Xiyue?"

He Xi slowly spits out a breath, not lowly not high ground greets to return, "yes."