the groove.

This rural village girl, the cure is really ...... By the mouth!

Yang's three views of unrepentance are about to be shattered.

"You, you, how can you do such an immoral thing to Bo Shuai?"

He asked, in a trembling voice.

Xi Zuer ignored him at all, but leaned over and kissed Bo Gucheng's lips intently.

As if disgusted by the noise, she waved her hand, and the gauze tent above the marching bed hung down from the ceiling.

The light veil is hazy, covering the figures of her and Bo Gucheng, leaving only a faint silhouette that makes people think about it.

Chenlong couldn't help but sneak a look.

I saw that the silhouettes overlapped for a moment, and then separated again.

Overlapping and separating.

The gauze tent also shook gently......

He sniffled.

The soldier next to him asked curiously, "Adjutant Chen, why did you have a nosebleed?" ”

Chenlong: "......"

He is a big man with a lot of blood, and he has witnessed this miraculous treatment method with his own eyes, and it is not normal to not bleed from the nose, right?

Oh my God, Miss Xi, the ancestors bless you, this method is best effective.

Instead of spitting Bo Ye's body before he died!

Yang Buregret and other old experts were even more dumbfounded, suspecting that they were presbyopia, so they would see such a terrible scene: "This, this is not a cure at all, this is a waste of Bo Shuai!" Adjutant Chen, you don't care? ”

Chenlong: "......"

I really can't do it.

I invited the person, and she can only toss it.

Yang Buregret still wanted to rush in to stop Xi Zuer, this time, Chen Long Ke saluted first and then soldiered, with a kp125 in his hand, directly against Yang Buregret's forehead: "I'm sorry, Yang Lao, offended!" Miss Xi is treating the sick and saving people, no one is allowed to disturb her! ”

Yang Buregret's forehead was about to burst, and his voice trembled with anger: "Are you sure she is healing?" Chenlong, you touch your conscience and say, is she curing? It's still messing around! ”

Chenlong swallowed his saliva: "......"

Honestly, I really don't dare to touch it!

In the gauze tent.

Xi Zuer's quiet voice came: "Don't make noise, the ancestor has to do it for a while." ”

Everyone: "......"

Silence.

Bo Shuai is afraid that he will really be killed by this village girl!

Poor Bo Shuai I famous!

Xi Zuer sat beside Bo Gucheng, leaned over to give him a breath of spiritual energy, then got up to rest, observed his reaction, and then leaned over.

The aura around him was absorbed by her and then transported, from yang to purity, to yin to softness.

At this moment, his pale face gradually regained a glimmer of life.

Reflected in the instrument, it is the data of various body indications, all the way up!

Among the old experts, someone finally noticed the change in the monitoring instrument, and shouted in disbelief: "Bo Shuai, Bo Shuai's blood oxygen has returned to normal!" Normal lung function! The heart rate is also normal! ”

Yang was stunned for a moment.

looked at the instrument in disbelief, and then looked at the yarn tent suspiciously: "It's not enough for her to kill Bo Shuai, but also to destroy the instrument we brought, right?" ”

"No, Old Yang, Bo Shuai has really improved......"

"Now that it's getting better, that village girl is still messing around inside!"

"This ......"

Everyone looked at the gauze tent, and the silhouettes on it were still overlapping, separating, overlapping, and separating, as if they were not tired of it.

What kind of earthwork is this, who wants to destroy Bo Shuai for so long?

Inside the gauze tent.

Of course, Xi Zuer sensed Bo Gucheng's body and soul for the first time, and at the same time pulled back from the death line.

Still.

She didn't stop.

Just now the aura was given to him, and the ancestor was tired and consumed a lot.

Well, before he wakes up, he has to suck it back.

Her cherry lips were unceremoniously imprinted on Bo Gucheng again, prying open his teeth...... Suddenly, stopped.

"That's not right...... Little town, wake up...... Hmmm......"

Her hesitant little head was clasped by the man's big palm and buckled directly at him!

The man, who had been "destroyed" for half a day, began the king's counteroffensive ......!