As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuque, who had just arrived, raised a sharp objection, "Qinglong, have you lost your mind? Yin Ning grass is a cold thing. That bitch wanted to use Yin Ning grass. She wanted to kill the master deliberately. How dare you still believe her?!"
Qinglong frowned and said solemnly, "The princess used a method that ordinary doctors couldn't understand to treat Ouyang Haoxuan, but now Ouyang Haoxuan is alive and kicking, and even his cultivation has returned to its previous state. Suzaku, I only want to ask you one question, do you have a way to cure Ouyang Haoxuan, and do you have a way to cure the master?"
Zhuque's voice paused, and then he shouted even louder, "I can't cure the master, but my master can. She is the third-generation elder of the Medical Association. Any difficult and complicated disease can be cured in her hands. Just ask my master to come over, she will definitely be able to cure the master!"
As soon as Zhuque finished speaking, Wuxin raised his hand, and suddenly a strong wind blew out, knocking her to the ground.
Zhuque rolled over in a mess, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. Her face was pale as she looked at the people with cold eyes, her eyes filled with strong anger and hatred.
Wuxin snorted coldly, his eyes piercing her like a sharp blade, "Suzaku, don't forget our oath. Anyone who discloses the master's injuries privately will be tantamount to betrayal and will be punished by heaven. Even if the person you disclosed is your master!"
Zhuque's body trembled under the powerful pressure from Wuxin. Then she remembered that she was so weak now because of that bitch Nalan Hexi. The resentment in her heart suddenly became like a raging fire, burning even more vigorously.
"You bunch of idiots, you were fooled by a woman of unknown origin. My master is the one who is most likely to cure the master, but you don't believe me and my master, and you actually believe that bitch." Suzaku laughed sarcastically, her face twisted and hideous, coupled with the scars on her face, she looked even uglier and more terrifying, "If this bitch can't cure the master in the end, no! This bitch wants the master to take Yin Ning grass, it's obvious that she wants to kill the master... If the master encounters an accident because of your decision, then you can all wait to commit suicide and apologize!!"
Qinglong and the others looked at each other, and couldn't help revealing embarrassment on their faces.
After all, if He Xi had bad intentions, it would very likely harm Nangong Yu's life; but if they didn't use He Xi's treatment plan, they would be helpless now.
Should we really ask the Medical Association for help? But that would be like inviting a wolf into the house. If the master is awake, he will never agree to this decision.
What should we do
"You said that if I can't cure Nangong Yu, they will commit suicide to apologize. What if I cure him?" Suddenly, a clear and pleasant female voice sounded from inside the door, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
He Xi, dressed as a young man, was seen walking out slowly from the room. Although she was wearing men's clothes, she was not disguised, so ordinary people could tell at a glance that she was a woman.
Her snow-white and delicate skin sparkled in the sun, her hair was wet with sweat and half stuck to her cheeks, which made her eyebrows, features, eyes and teeth look even more picturesque. She looked like an elf born in the morning mist, so beautiful that it made people dizzy.
Everyone looked at her with a sense of daze in their hearts, thinking: No wonder the master who has always been cold-hearted and indifferent would treat Miss Nalan in such a different light. (To be continued)