Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

"I'll take a look." Lou Qingwu could not see the expression on his face, but his hands clenched in his wide sleeves were tight.

"Aren't you ruthless? Grandpa doesn't need your kindness!" Eleven still remembers the cold words of Lou Qingwu that day, a few people didn't know about Feng Yi, and pulled him, what happened to this eleven? It was so rude to Lou Lou.

Lou Qingwu turned a blind eye to Feng Shiyi's words, and walked straight in front of several royal doctors. "Do you think of any treatment?"

A few royal doctors looked at each other, and the impression of the Lou girl remained at the Emperor's birthday. Until her medical skills were good, she told her the results of the discussion.

"The feather arrow in the night king ’s heart penetrated more than half an inch. We are afraid that once the arrow is pulled out, it will cause blood collapse. It is so difficult for the immortal. If it is not pulled out, the night king may not be able to sustain it." If you do n’t pull out, you will die. If you pull out, you may die. Let them take risks, but they are afraid.

Lou Qingwu's thoughts protruded from their eyes, shook hands, and said: "Several royal doctors healed, arrows ... I'll pull it. What's the matter, I'll take it." Lou Qingwu's voice Very light, but shocked several royal doctors.

After looking at each other, even the jaws, if someone took on this responsibility, they would have no worries.

"Then start now."

When Lou Qingwu finished speaking, he entered the room with several doctors, and the door closed. Feng Shiyi's expression was inexplicably complicated. Feng Yi aside looked at him a few more times, "What the **** happened to you just now?"

"It's okay." Eleven rubbed her head anxiously. "I just don't understand, what kind of person is Lou Lou?"

After a while, he was so cold to Grandpa, but the master had an accident, and it was her who came to get the idea.

Although the **** is a divine doctor, but the healer does not self-medicate. At this time, he can only rely on these imperial doctors in the palace. !!

Lou Qingwu followed the Royal Doctor into the room, and at a glance, saw Feng Yege lying there pale and pale, silent and breathless.

She bit her lower lip so hard to keep her emotions out.

Walking towards Feng Yege step by step, he still had the feather arrow on his chest, blood stained his moon white robe, and the stars on his chest blocked Lou Qingwu's chest as if out of breath. Behind them, several imperial doctors prepared quickly. They were almost in front of Feng Yege. Lou Qingwu took a deep breath before calming himself down, glanced at the things prepared by several doctors, and finally glanced at Zhixue San, and pulled out a white porcelain bottle from her arms, "Use this."

"What's this?" A few doctors stunned.

"Yu Fuhua." Lou Qingwu's words came to an end, and several doctors were shocked. Didn't they hear me right? The jade glory of the world's first divine doctor? The best medicine for healing? real or fake?

They are the idols in their minds.

One of the imperial doctors quickly brought it to his nose and smelled it, and his eyes suddenly turned on.

"Yes, yes! Yes! It really is Yuhuahua, where did you come from, Girl Lou?"

"Heal the night king first." Lou Qingwu glanced flutteringly, the royal doctor's body stiffened, wondering if it was an illusion. Just now the **** the floor had a sense of majesty that made him feel breathless. He snorted quickly and started preparing for the arrow.

Lou Qingwu turned around and turned his back to several doctors. He pulled out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured a slightly larger pill out of the bottle. He leaned down and fed it to Feng Yege. The cold fingertips touched his pale, bloodless face, and there was a terrible pain in his chest. He felt relieved until Feng Yege swallowed the pills.

"Girl Lou, what do you give the night king?" One of the doctors saw it and couldn't help asking.

"Blooding blood." Lou Qingwu casually made an excuse, and several other doctors did not doubt it.

At the beginning of the treatment, Lou Qingwu's hand was held on the arrow, she could even feel her violent heartbeat, and finally closed her eyes and pulled out the arrow ...

For a long time later, Lou Qingwu felt that he was dreaming.

Helping several of the doctors to help Feng Yege stop bleeding and bandage the wounds expressionlessly, and when everything was done, Lou Qingwu felt that he was alive again. The feeling of a certain position in her heart made her suddenly understand. The true thoughts in her heart, why did she force Feng Yege away from her, not only because she was afraid that everything she did in the future would involve Feng Yege, but more often, she was afraid she would be soft-hearted and because of Feng Ye Singing shakes the deepest hatred in her heart.

Sitting in a chair aside, Lou Qingwu's eyes fell on Feng Yege without any focus.

Eventually he closed his eyes fiercely, and then opened his eyes again. His eyes were calm and he turned and walked outwards.

"Ah, the blood on the night king has stopped, alas, the pulse of the night king is even more stable than before, it's strange ..."

There were faint voices of several imperial doctors behind him, Lou Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and a few people around Feng Shiyi surrounded him. Lou Qingwu looked into their eyes and worried.

"As long as I can survive tonight, it will be fine."

"Thank God ..." Feng Yi exhaled immediately, and then his nerves jumped up again.

Feng Yiyi looked at Lou Qingwu with a complex look, and didn't speak until he saw Lou Qingwu leaving, and frowned: "Aren't you waiting here to wake up?"

"No need, there are many doctors here."

"You!" Feng Shixi was angry, but Lou Qingwu had already gone.

Until returning to Yifeng Pavilion, Lou Qingwu was weakly seated on a chair. For a long time, she stood up straight and spread her hands. There was still Feng Yege's blood on it, as if you could feel the blood on the hand. Feeling warm, she remembered that she was extremely afraid that his blood would suddenly become cold.

"Master?" Lan Bai followed, and Lou Qingwu's movement caught her eyes, making her helpless. "Since the master is worried, why not stay at Yewang Mansion?"

Lou Qingwu tightened her lips, and for a long time she didn't say a word. Lou Lanwu only spoke when Lan Bai thought she would not answer.

"I am a woman, after all, staying at Yewang Palace all night, I'm afraid it will affect his reputation." Although everyone cares about Feng Yege's life now, he can't be saved and will be used by people in the future. Rubbing his eyebrows, Lou Qingwu continued: "How did Qiannian look up? Can you find out who moved the hand?"

"I can't find out. The people who came were very secretive. They were caught swallowing poison long ago, and they didn't catch any living at all. It stands to reason that the night king's skill should not be injured, but he is still injured."