Seeing him frowning, Bai Shui Shui felt a little distressed.

What kind of pain did he endure? Hundertwassa is unimaginable.

Bai Shui Shui stretched out his palm, stretched out his hand to the wound of the secret text, and then whispered softly, "Formation—Healing." ”

A pale yellow glow flowed from Bai Shuishui's fingertips, gently wrapping around the wound of the dark text.

In his sleep, Dark Wen only felt that the wound that was originally hot and painful was gradually recovering, and the pain was decreasing little by little.

Dark Moon noticed that the consciousness that had been eroded by the pain was gradually recovering, and his eyes, which had been closed, moved slightly, his eyeballs rolled, and then he finally opened his eyelids.

His eyes were only slightly open, his vision blurred, and in a dim way he saw a woman, emaciated, her slender fingertips brushing over her wounds, and her delicate chin and red lips were met by her eyes.

He wanted to look up again and see the man's entire face, but his consciousness was swallowed up again, and his eyes slowly closed.

After Bai Shuishui watched the wound of the secret text gradually recover, it was no longer the kind of fatal wound that could threaten her life, and then she withdrew her hand, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really tiring to use high-level formations.

Bai Shuishui put his hands around his chest, stared at the secret text, and said softly, "When you are healed, you must accompany me to go shopping!" ”

Bai Shui Shui originally planned to take a break before leaving, but she heard urgent footsteps from outside, and Bai Shui Shui hurriedly left with the teleportation formation.

The moment the water disappeared, the door was pushed open.

Doctor Wu hurriedly examined the wound for Secret Text.

"I'm my day!" Doctor Wu was shocked to see Dark Wen's wounds.

"What's wrong with Dr. Wu?" Feng Yan looked at him strangely.

"Lord Wang, look at it yourself." Doctor Wu said.

Feng Yan glanced at Dark Wen's wound, his pupils constricted, and he was surprised but shocked.

Dark's wounds have healed most of their own?

How is this possible?

Feng Yan thought for a moment that he was hallucinating, but when he fixed his eyes, the wound on Dark Wen's shoulder had really become shallower.

Dr. Wu said, "I have never seen such a scene in my many years of medical practice, could it be that the golden medicine I developed has such a miraculous effect?" ”

Feng Yan said, "Doctor Wu, you can give me more of that golden creation medicine." ”

"Okay." Doctor Wu said with a smile.

Although it was magical, Doctor Wu was very happy when he thought that his medicine worked so well.

Feng Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing that Secret Text saved his life.

In this way, the hidden rebellion should also be relieved.

Feng Yan sent Doctor Wu away, and then told Su Heng about the secret text and left the house alone.

Three hours later.

Yin Wei woke up, he opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on the bed, and Su Heng was sitting on a chair on the side, drinking tea.

Yin Wei hurriedly got out of bed.

"Don't worry, Darktext's wound is almost healed."

"Master Su, you don't have to comfort me." Yin Wei took a deep breath, and all thoughts were discouraged, "I have seen the wound of the dark text, not to mention half a month, even if it is a month, it is impossible to recover well." ”

Su Heng held the teacup and tightened his hand slightly, "I was also surprised at first, but the recovery of the wound in the dark text is almost obvious to me and Feng Yan." ”

Hidden rebel was shocked, "But why is that? ”