Hexi took out the silver needle from the space, and tore apart Nangong Yu's clothes, revealing the muscular chest inside.
Her warm little hands lightly touched the acupuncture points on his chest, about to give him acupuncture.
Nangong Yu's hoarse and low voice suddenly came to my ears: "I didn't expect Xi'er to be such a passionate person."
He Xi froze for a moment, then raised her head abruptly, and saw Nangong Yu's smiling eyebrows and doting smile.
Although his face was still pale, but his eyes were bright, how could he look faint and dying
"You lied to me?!" Hexi's eyes widened, and her brows stood on end.
This bastard, in vain of the panic she was worried about just now, she couldn't even get her pulse right, but this hateful man actually lied to her!
Hexi stood up with a cold face, turned around and left.
Nangong Yu reached out and grabbed her, "Xi'er, don't go!"
Originally, it was very easy for Hexi to get rid of him, but Nangong Yu actually used the remaining spiritual power in his body, so that his hands became colder and colder, and the vitality in his body became weaker and weaker.
"You are crazy, let go, stop using spiritual power! Do you want to die?"
"Don't let me go, unless you promise me not to leave, Xi'er!"
Hexi's anxious expression changed, he was afraid that if he went on like this, his life would be in danger, so he hurriedly said: "Okay! I won't go!"
Only then did Nangong Yu let go of his hand, a weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xi'er, is it that difficult for you to admit that you have feelings for me?"
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes tightly, and this time he really passed out.
He Xi was left alone standing there staring blankly at his delicate sleeping face, the expression on his face fluctuated, and finally turned into a long sigh.
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Although Hexi was annoyed that Nangong Yu had lied to her, she also knew that his current situation was not optimistic, and she only wanted to save his life first before making any fuss.
He asked Qinglong to prepare a new room filled with fiery flint stone spiritual power, prepared a bathtub and hot water, and arranged it into a treatment room exactly like yesterday.
It's just that the medicine this time is a little different from the previous few days. Originally, Nangong Yu didn't need to increase the dose, so Hexi agreed to let Mr. Qiu prepare it. However, who asked Nangong Yu to kill himself and use his internal strength.
She had no choice but to take out a porcelain bottle from the space, and poured a third of the concoction that had just been prepared in it into the tub.
This porcelain vase is also a relatively tasteless magic weapon, and He Xi doesn't know where he got it from. Porcelain bottles are limited in what they can hold, but they can hold tons of liquid.
The medicinal juice in the porcelain bottle was prepared by her in the space last night, using the medicinal juice extracted from the spiritual grass planted in the egg, and mixed with the Jiuyouling spring water, the effect is thousands of times better than yesterday's number ten thousand times.
It's just that ordinary people's bodies may not be able to bear it, so Hexi didn't plan to use it originally.
Under Hexi's guidance, Qinglong put Nangong Yu into the medicine bucket, and then watched Hexi take out silver needles and stick them on several major acupuncture points of Nangong Yu one by one.
After the silver needle entered the body, smoke began to rise from Nangong Yu's whole body, and the temperature in the room that was originally scorching began to drop because of the smoke.
This is the beginning of the cold poison in the body being forced out.
Hexi handed the porcelain bottle in her hand to Qinglong: "After the color of the medicine juice in the medicine barrel disappears, change a bucket of water and pour the medicine juice in again. If this lasts for three days, Nangong Yu will be cured."
Qinglong took out the medicine bottle and hurriedly said: "Princess, the master's current situation is still unstable, I hope you can stay here until the master wakes up."