Doctor Min seemed to have thought of something, and shouted in a trembling voice: "This is impossible! You... you don't want to spit blood on me!! "
He Xi's gaze fell indifferently on the Venerable: "Is it possible? You can ask your Venerable whether the channeling of spiritual power made him feel comfortable at the time, but the attacks became more and more severe afterwards, and the cycle of attacks was getting shorter and shorter. Even... even his cultivation would slowly decline."
"Ah!!" Uncle Qiu and two people in the Nascent Soul stage cried out in surprise, suddenly covering their mouths, and the horror in their eyes almost became tangible.
On the contrary, the Lord, whose life and death was judged by He Xi, looked at He Xi carefully for a long time, and suddenly waved his hand and said, "You go out first, I want to talk to the little guy alone."
"Your Excellency!" Doctor Min exclaimed, "Your Excellency, please don't believe this kid's nonsense!"
Before he could finish his words, a sharp and cold gaze swept over him, and Doctor Min shuddered all over, so scared that he dared not say anything more.
Soon, He Xi and the middle-aged man were the only people left in the room.
The middle-aged man lowered his eyebrows, and no one knew what he was thinking. He remained silent.
He Xi was very patient. When the other party didn't say anything, she found a place to sit down and poured herself a cup of tea to drink slowly.
"It's been a long time since I've seen a girl as beautiful and talented as you."
"Puff!" He Xi spat out all the tea in his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him with an ugly expression who looked relaxed and natural.
These old guys!
How could she forget? Her cheap master also noticed her disguise the first time he saw her.
Moreover, in this way, his true cultivation level would definitely be exposed.
The middle-aged man raised his lips, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "In my opinion, Lu Xuyang's daughter is far inferior to you. If I really want to choose a wife for my Zhen'er, I would rather choose someone like you."
Shit! You're willing to choose me but I'm not willing to do it!
He Xi was complaining in his heart, but he said with a fake smile on his face: "My Lord, you left me alone, not just to tell me this nonsense, right?"
The middle-aged man smiled instantly, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he asked casually: "How sure are you?"
"I remember I said 60%. Of course, with the full cooperation of Your Majesty, I think it will be at least 70%."
The middle-aged man bent his fingers and tapped the chair lightly. "When does it start?"
"Ten days later." He Xi answered without hesitation, "Surgery is a treatment method that leaks the warrior's vitality. It can also be said to be a fight with the heavens for life. So, before that, I must adjust your physical condition to the best condition."
"Of course, because your next attack cycle is in two days, I need to regularly clear the accumulated spiritual poison in your head so that the attack cycle can be delayed for a while."
The middle-aged man fell into silence again.
After a long while, he raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll have Qiu Chu give you the jade slip later. Ten days later, I hope your surgery will be as effective as you said. But there is one thing you should also be clear about."
Before the middle-aged man could finish, He Xi interrupted him with a chuckle: "If I can't cure you, I will be buried with you, right? I already knew this, and I don't need you to remind me." (To be continued)