The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

The shopkeeper Zhou looked curious and anxious. Under the candlelight, he saw his skin was white and his sweat was crystal clear. He couldn't help jumping in his heart. He took a clean cloth and handed it to him: "otherwise, you should wipe your sweat first and have a rest."

Who knows He Xi didn't hear his voice at all, felt the sweat sliding down his eyes to block his vision, raised his hand and wiped it at will, then continued his action.

Shopkeeper Zhou took back his hands, but his eyes couldn't help focusing on the face of the boy's concentration treatment, and he couldn't move away for a moment.

However, the crowd, the wandering shopkeeper Zhou and the busy he River, did not find it. Just above the street, facing the position of the St. de hall obliquely, a pair of eyes were looking at her through the half open window, which was full of examination and burning.

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it's another time of incense. At this time, the comatose boy has been pierced with hundreds of needles all over his body. Under the sun, he is like a translucent hedgehog.

At the beginning, the young man was still in a coma, with no fluctuation of breath and heartbeat. But half an hour later, when more and more needles were inserted into his body, the young man began to groan painfully. His whole body was sweating constantly, and the white cloth under his body was wet in a few breath.

The original scorn on the faces of the onlookers gradually turned into unbelievable.

This young man, who was silent as if he were a dead man, started to make a sound. Even when those silver needles pierced into his blood, his face showed a painful expression!

This How is this possible? Didn't he break his meridians? How can I feel the stimulation from the vein?

Don't you Isn't this pretty boy talking big? Does he really have a way to cure the patient?

The faces of Dr. Xie and innkeeper Qin became iron and green with the increasing groans of the young man. Innkeeper Qin felt the cold and Yin Qi emanating from Dr. Xie, and even more, his two strands were shaking and frightened.

If this beautiful young man who runs out of nowhere really cures the patient? Isn't Dr. Xie going to kneel and kowtow in public?

After that, where will Dr. Xie's face rest? How can doctor Xie let go of himself when he became angry and angry?

At this time, He Xi has begun to pull out the silver needles one by one.

Each of the 108 silver needles was pulled out in a different way and in a different order. It was still a long and painful process, but the onlookers began to hold their breath and concentrate. No one spoke again.

Finally, all the silver needles were pulled out.

The boy on the long table let out a long groan, then slowly opened his eyes.

The dazzling light let his eyes flow hot tears. In the blurred eyes, he only saw a handsome and beautiful face and a pair of cold and deep eyes like cold pool.

It's like a traveler who has been crawling in the desert for seven days and seven nights, suddenly drinking the sweet spring, which becomes all his beliefs and hopes.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but finally he couldn't close his eyes. He just imprinted his face and breath in his mind.

He Xi put away all the silver needles, and then took the pulse of the youth to confirm that he was safe and sound. Then he relaxed and said lightly: "he is OK?"

There was an incredible expression on all the faces.

Dr. Xie didn't wait to be greeted. He strode forward immediately and explored the body of the young man with his aura.