Compared with her, what is a mere internal strength
If you lose your inner strength, you can practice it again, but if you lose her... Where can he find a second girl who will be unforgettable to him!
Mo Chuan did not hesitate at all. In order to prevent her from struggling, he simply tapped her acupuncture points again, and then helped her slowly lie down on the bed. He pressed the Tanzhong acupoint on her chest with his right hand, and pressed her Dantian with his left hand. The internal force slowly entered her body from the palms of her two palms.
Her body was already as hot as a fire, and his strong and fiery internal energy was like adding fuel to the fire. She felt as if her whole body was being roasted on a stove, baked on a volcano, or placed in a pan of oil. Jian was so uncomfortable that he almost cried. Even though his acupuncture points were tapped, he still couldn't help but moan in pain.
"Mr. Zhang, is the poison in the princess very serious? You said that the emperor is helping her detoxify, but... But why is she screaming so strangely?"
Zhui Feng heard this from a distance and couldn't help but stop what he was doing and looked at Doctor Zhang in confusion.
Doctor Zhang's old face stiffened, and then he said calmly: "Continue to do your job well. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."
Zhuifeng said "Oh" and continued to add firewood to the stove. Looking at the blazing flames, he asked again: "Mr. Zhang, are you making medicine for the princess?"
Doctor Zhang lifted the lid of the medicine jar and took a look. He said without raising his eyelids: "Add two more pieces of firewood. The heat is not enough. This is not for the princess, but for the emperor."
"For the Emperor?" Zhui Feng became even more puzzled, "The Emperor is in good health and has great internal strength. I have followed the Emperor for so many years and I have never seen the Emperor get sick."
"The emperor didn't need it before, but he will need it after he helps the princess detoxify."
Doctor Zhang pricked up his ears. Although he was old and deaf, he still heard some sounds intermittently that he shouldn't have heard.
"Hot...so hot..."
"No, I don't want..."
"Ning'er, just be patient for a little longer and you'll be fine..."
Zhui Feng's hand that was adding firewood couldn't help but tremble, and his face turned red for a moment. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand.
Doctor Zhang murmured to himself: "The medicinal properties are so strong that it's not over yet. No, I have to add something more to give the emperor a good tonic." After saying that, he opened the medicine jar and added a few more flavors into it. medicinal materials.
In the room, Shen Ning was sweating like rain all over her body, and her clothes were all soaked with sweat. However, the sweat kept pouring out, layer after layer. She was so uncomfortable that she kept screaming in pain. If it weren't for Mo Chuan's point, It hit her acupuncture point, and she couldn't bear it for a long time.
Every time she screamed, Mo Chuan's heart ached a little, but he still concentrated his mind and tried his best.
The medicinal properties slowly flowed out of her body with sweat. After a while, her breathing began to become slowly and steadily. The fire in her body gradually extinguished, and a trickle flowed through her body. It flowed through her limbs and bones, making her feel indescribably comfortable.
The tips of her brows stretched, her face was calm, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she fell into a sweet dream.
Of course there was no Chu Shaoyang in the dream, the person she saw was... Mo Chuan!
Mo Chuan kept looking at her expression intently. When he was sure that all the medicinal properties of her medicine had been forced out by him, he finally let out a long breath.