Medical Sovereign

"vomit!"

Ye Duxing suddenly covered his mouth, frowned and made a retching sound.

"Du... Ning Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wuhui asked anxiously, his concern was beyond words.

"I'm fine, maybe there's something wrong with the food."

Ye Duxing drank his saliva and said indifferently, but his beautiful eyes were watery, and his expression was slightly painful.

"Or let's change places."

Jiang Wuhui's eyes flashed, and he said with concern, but actually he didn't want to stay here, and his intuition told him that the relationship between Ye Duxing and Ding Ning was not simple, which made him jealous and hated.

"No!"

Ye Duxing has always been cold-tempered, and Jiang Wuhui has long since gotten used to it. He reached out and took out a green pill with a faint fragrance, and said courteously: "This is the Qingxin Pill I bought from Shengyimen. It can calm the mind, and maybe it can relieve the pain. Your discomfort."

"No, I'm fine...vomit..."

Ye Duxing categorically refused, smelling the scent of the medicine, suddenly his stomach turned upside down, and the feeling of retching resurfaced again, he quickly covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"It's strange, we are all ancient warriors, and we are immune to all diseases, so how can we have stomach discomfort when walking alone?"

Jiang Wuhui really wanted to follow, but thinking that Ye Duxing was going to the women's bathroom, it was really inappropriate for him to follow, so he could only stay, looking at Ye Duxing's back and muttering to himself.

Lu Zhu's eyes rolled brightly, and she smiled casually, "Sister Du Xing's symptoms are very similar to a pregnancy reaction, so she can't be pregnant."

"Shut up, Luzhu, can this kind of joke be made indiscriminately?"

Jiang Wuhui's face was gloomy, and he sternly reprimanded.

Lu Zhu curled her lips in disbelief: "I just said it looks like it, but I didn't say it must be. Hmph, it's not a joke. Even if you have it, it's not yours. Why are you so excited?"

"That's enough, Lu Zhu, don't make jokes that destroy people's reputation. If Du Xing hears it, even your teacher can't protect you."

Jiang Wuhui's face was extremely gloomy, and he warned word by word,

Sanskrit Pure Land has always been on good terms with Holy Sword Villa, he was born at the same time as Green Bamboo, and he usually takes good care of her.

Luzhu has always been jealous of Ye Duxing, he has long been aware of it, but one is a disciple of his sect who is good friends with his master, and the other is the goddess he is obsessed with, usually he can only turn a blind eye and close one eye to pretend not to know .

But he knew that once the words of Lu Zhu's slander against Ye Duxing spread, Ye Duxing would kill Lu Zhu mercilessly, and even Sanskrit Pure Land could not protect her.

After all, the Saintess Clan is a great sect with a profound heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is one of the four holy sects alongside his master sect, and it is far from comparable to a martial-level sect like Sanskrit Pure Land.

"I'm just talking, it's fierce."

Lvzhu suddenly pouts guiltyly, muttering in a low voice.

Director Duan's expression also became serious: "This kind of joke must never be repeated in the future. The saintess family has a special heritage. Only one saintess walks outside in each generation, and the most important thing is reputation. If this kind of joke is spread, it will tarnish Her reputation, the saintess clan will definitely live forever."

"Yeah, I got it."

Seeing that Director Duan had spoken, Luzhu immediately responded obediently. She was just talking nonsense because of jealousy. If Ye Duxing really heard it, she would definitely die, and no one could save her.

Jiang Wuhui's eyes flickered, don't look at Lu Zhu's casual remarks, but he had an unbelievable doubt in his heart, Ye Duxing couldn't really be pregnant, could he?

No, definitely not, Du Xing has always been a clean girl, how could she have an affair with another man, she must have thought too much, Jiang Wuhui immediately shook her head, putting this ridiculous thought to the back of her mind.

In the bathroom, Ye Duxing looked at the clear water retching out of the sink, washed his face, his brows were full of bitterness.

It's been two months since her menstrual holiday came. Recently, she has no appetite every day and retches at every turn. Even if she is careless, she knows what it means.

This is also the reason why she submitted her resignation to the Religious Affairs Bureau, falsely claiming that she would return to the teacher's school after her training, and that she was looking for a property, so she was not suitable for any more tasks.

Shall I tell him? Ye Duxing's face was full of confusion, she knew that it was the wisest choice to kill the child and pretend nothing happened.

However, the fetus in the womb had already formed a fetal heartbeat, and she was really reluctant to feel the fetal heartbeat.

"ah!"

A scream woke Ye Duxing out of contemplation, and seeing the middle-aged woman who covered her face and screamed coming out of the cubicle, she curled her lips in disdain, turned and walked out.

"Indecent, there are perverts, there are perverts in the bathroom."

Ye Duxing listened to the screams of the middle-aged woman behind her as if she had just been raped from a distance, and shook her head speechlessly, "Aunt, I don't even look at your beauty, even if there is a pervert, you can take advantage of it, okay?"

Not wanting to go back to face Jiang Wuhui's hospitality and the green bamboo's yin and yang aura, he jumped up on a big tree and looked at Ding Ning from afar, with complex colors shining in his beautiful eyes.

This is the child's father, but unfortunately, she can't tell him that once the master finds out, he will definitely die without a place to bury him.

Hey, Ye Duxing was bored watching Zhao Zifeng leaving angrily with a livid face, a gentle smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, this little man is still so unwilling to suffer.

What else can I do for him before I leave? The mental power unconsciously spread to the surroundings, subconsciously locked on Zhao Zifeng's body, she firmly believed that this guy would not let it go after suffering from being dumb.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, her heart tightened, her eyes fell on Zhao Zifeng's gazebo, Yan Hui from the Sacred Doctor School, why is he here?

For Yan Hui, she still has some understanding. He is an inner disciple of the Holy Medicine Sect. His aptitude is not very good, but it is not too bad. Although he looks like a young man in his twenties on the surface, he is actually a young man in his twenties. They are already fifty years old, and the Tianwu who broke through at the age of forty is currently at the peak of Tianwu.

As a disciple of the Four Sacred Sects, her status in the sect is far from that of Yan Hui and others. She is the saintess of the generation of the saintess family and the heir of the future patriarch.

But she had to admit that even if she was a spiritual master, if she faced Shang Yan Hui now, she might not be his opponent. This was determined by the degree of transformation from acquired body to innate body.

A Heavenly Spirit Master and a Heavenly Martial Artist are the same, they are both a process of transforming from an acquired body to an innate body. After more than two months of continuous transformation, she has only barely broken through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit. It was only done when the mirage pill had residual mental power hidden in its body.

After all, a Tianling master and a Tianwu realm only need to transform spiritual power. She needs to transform spiritual power as well as spiritual power. With double the effort, she can be proud of her upgrade speed.

Ye Duxing rubbed her lower abdomen, with a wry smile on her face, since she decided to keep the child, she naturally had to think about the child's future, and the spiritual power she cultivated through hard work must be absorbed by the child first, so as to lay a good foundation for the child from the mother's womb. Therefore, her cultivation will probably stay in the middle stage of Tianling for a long time.

"md, you are really deceiving!"

Zhao Zifeng's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he returned to the table where Yan Xun was, picked up the wine glass and poured down half a catty of white wine in one go, gasped and cursed fiercely.

Yan Hao pursed his lips for a moment, trying to explain something, but he didn't say it. He couldn't say that he was frightened by Wei Biaobiao, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Young Master Feng, you don't need to worry. You just want him to accept the challenge."

Yan Xun did not introduce Yan Hui brothers and sisters to Zhao Zifeng, but said calmly from the side.

Although he didn't like Zhao Zifeng's use of Yan Hao as a gunman, Sun

Zizi was frightened away in public, and he also felt ashamed. Seeing that Yan Hui didn't mean to intervene, he became more courageous.

"Oh, does Mr. Yan have any good ideas?"

Zhao Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently.

Although he covets Junior Sister Qingyun's beauty, the person Yan Xun treats with such respect is by no means easy, so he restrained his lust very well.

"Hehe, it's very simple. With so many of them drinking, there is always time to go to the toilet. No matter who is sick, Ding Ning will never stand by and watch. If he can't be cured, Yan Hao will cure him, so whoever is higher and who is lower Isn't it obvious?"

Yan Xun stroked his beard and said proudly.

"Who poisoned Mr. Yan? Haha, clever trick, clever trick!"

Zhao Zifeng reacted quickly, and immediately laughed and applauded.

From the corner of Yan Xun's eyes, seeing Yan Hui's expressionless face and no intention of objecting, he cheered up immediately, took out a bottle of medicine powder and handed it to Zhao Zifeng: "This is a bottle of medicine powder I prepared, just let the target smell it, it will take a few minutes. Then you get a rash all over your face."

"It won't kill people, will it?"

Zhao Zifeng asked worriedly, but he was still very cautious. After all, although he was not afraid of the people at Ding Ning's table, it was only limited to the fights between young people. No matter who stepped on whom, the family would laugh it off after learning about it.

But once someone is killed, the nature is different. It violates the rules of the game, and no one can protect him, not even the Zhao family.

"Don't worry, my old man still wants to live for a few more years, and he won't make fun of people's lives. At most, it will itch for a few days, and there is no fear of his life."

What Yan Xun didn't tell him was that this kind of itching came from the bottom of his bones, itching people could not stop scratching his face, at most it would disfigure his face, and there was no danger of his life.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to do it."

As if Zhao Zifeng had found a treasure, he took the medicine powder and went down to make arrangements.

"Master Feng, I'm coming!"

When Zhao Zifeng said it triumphantly, Yue Tingting volunteered to say it.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Zhao Zifeng was very satisfied with Yue Tingting's attitude, gave her the medicine powder, and explained how to use it according to Yan Xun's explanation.

Xiao Yan lowered her head sadly, she originally wanted to take the initiative to try to improve the relationship with Zhao Zifeng, but she didn't expect that Yue Tingting would take another step ahead.

"Grandpa, how to treat this kind of medicinal powder."

Yan Hao's spirit was greatly lifted, the previous decadence was swept away, and he asked with great interest.

"It's very simple. Use the fire-burning needle to pierce the Quchi, Chize, and Zhiyang points... three inches, and leave the needle for five minutes to heal."

Yan Xun gave Aisun face-to-face an opportunity, expecting him to be elated this time and regain the face he lost before.

As long as Ding Ning can't cure and Yan Hao can, then it's self-evident who is superior and who is inferior.

"Brother-in-law, it's already this time, none of these people have left, and they are still staring at us, why don't we withdraw first and play in another place."

Huzi said with a slightly drunken face.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Ding Ning's mouth: "No hurry, the wine is over, let's chat."

"I can't, I'm suffocating, I have to go to the bathroom, you guys talk first."

Huzi covered his stomach and hurried to the bathroom.

Ding Ning's lips moved slightly, Hu Zi's figure paused, and he nodded in a seemingly insignificant manner, and went to the bathroom without looking back.

"Brother, what did you tell him?"

Liu Sheng Qiandai asked curiously in her mind.

"You'll find out later."

Ding Ning smiled all over his face, and replied in his mind, but his smile seemed extremely strange.

(end of this chapter)

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