The Talented Doctor

However, she is not a lousy person of the Virgin Mary.

Some things she can manage, some things she is not interested in.

In this magical medicine palace, it was originally the weak who eat the weak and respect the strong. If you want to stay here, but also think of being respected, what's the use of crying? The only way is to improve one's strength.

Thinking of this, Hexi no longer paid attention to these two people, and appeared on her bed in a flash, closing her eyes to rest.

Tong Bing's pleading eyes when he saw Hexi closed his eyes turned into disappointment.

He bit his lip and stood there blankly, and the tears that fell down became cold. Finally, he gritted his teeth, bent over and picked up his bedding, turned and walked outside the door.

When he walked out of the dormitory door, Tong Bing suddenly turned back and choked: "Master Xuanmu, I...I will definitely try to get your approval."

However, his voice hadn't fallen yet, a strong wind hit, and the door of the room slammed shut.

Tong Bing only felt a pain in his nose and cheeks, and tears could not help but want to fall again.

But he gritted his teeth and held back, turned and went to the utility room on the side.

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Five days later, Hexi had basically figured out the general orientation of Bijingxuan.

In other words, Dandanji clearly understood Bijingxuan's brief map and defensive situation.

Even walking around pretending to admit the wrong way, she also asked Xiao Tan to confirm the place where the witch contract atmosphere had appeared.

The people in Bijingxuan now have a much better attitude towards Hexi.

There was no other reason. Under Hexi's treatment, their respectful complexion really improved a lot, and five days later, the original illness never happened again.

In the quiet room, Hexi retracted his hand from the middle-aged man’s wrist and smiled slightly: “Although your condition has not been relieved, your physical condition is much better. Maybe you don’t have to wait ten days to have a craniotomy. ."

A gleam of joy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his retracted hand trembled slightly with excitement.

No matter how strong he is, how powerful he is, and how calm and calm he is, no one will care about his life.

What's more, his illness is still embarrassing and ugly. As long as he thinks of his crazy appearance being seen by others, the middle-aged man feels more intolerable than death.

It's not that Lu Xuyang hadn't relieved his pain before, but he could feel that the force in his mind that made him crazy is getting stronger and stronger.

However, the boy in front of him felt different after treatment.

Although the evil power in his brain has not diminished, it seems to be bound by something, so that he no longer feels that his life is threatened in real time.

Only regulatory treatment can give him the feeling of regaining his life, what about that operation? Can it really make him heal?

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and quickly stabilized his originally surging emotions.

A pair of dark and dark eyes fell on Hexi, and slowly said: "These few days~you have come to treat me every day, but you have never asked who I am? Little girl, aren't you curious?"

Hexi smiled leisurely: "If I am curious to ask, will you tell me?"

At the sight of the middle-aged man, Hexi stretched out his hands and said: "That's not the end. Since you won't tell me, then why should I go extra."

The middle-aged man laughed lowly: "What a funny little girl. But also, the real purpose of your coming here is not all to treat me, right?"