It was only a matter of time to deal with those family members, and Ye Lingxiao's current situation could not afford to waste any more time.

"You, carry my father into the room and lie down on the bed."

Ye Fusang squatted beside Ye Lingxiao, his face solemn.

The third child nodded hurriedly, and carefully carried Ye Lingxiao into the room, and was kicked out by the little black ball after carrying the person.

After the third child and Xiao Heiqiu went out, Ye Fusang closed the door and moved a stool to sit down in front of the bed.

When she first saw the old man in the Xuantian Realm, she remembered that there seemed to be a small pool in the Xuantian Realm, and there was a pool of milky white liquid in that pool.

Although Ye Fusang didn't know what it was, the one that could appear in the Xuantian Realm must not be ordinary.

No matter what it is, there are no medicinal materials suitable for healing now, and even if there is, even if there is, I am afraid that the situation at this time is weak, and the situation is urgent, so I can only get some white lotion out and pour it for him first.

"Hope it works."

Ye Fusang muttered to himself, and then used his mind to enter the Xuantian Realm and take out some milky white liquid.

Maybe it was because he sensed the breath of the people around him, Ye Lingxiao didn't resist, and Ye Fusang fed all the milky white liquid into his mouth very smoothly.

Ye Fusang didn't have time to put the bowl down, only to feel a wave of aura fluctuations rolling up on Ye Lingxiao's body.

She hurriedly checked Ye Lingxiao's pulse, and with this diagnosis, Ye Fusang's heart sank suddenly.

Finished! Someone is going to die!

That milky liquid is indeed a good thing, and it is also very effective for healing, but the point is that it contains a very rich aura, and Ye Fusang didn't think much about it just now, so he poured it so much.

Ye Lingxiao's body was already weak, where could he still endure such a "big supplement" thing, and now although the internal injuries on his body were miraculously cured, his body was about to be blown up by those spiritual energy that could not be absorbed.

Although Ye Fusang's medical skills are exquisite, she doesn't know how to heal the physique of this world, after all, when it comes to cultivation, she still doesn't know what her condition is, and where is there a way to solve Ye Lingxiao's current problem.

"Huh?"

The little black ball ran over and pointed its little paw at its own chest, and it looked a little anxious.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the little black ball that pointed at himself and then at the sky, Ye Fusang then understood what it meant, "You mean you can save this person?" ”

"Woo~"

Little Black Ball nodded, swooped onto the bed, and lay down on Ye Lingxiao's chest.

Although Ye Fusang didn't know if the little guy really had a way, he couldn't find any other way at the moment.

Holding the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Ye Fusang sat down on the stool in front of the bed.

I saw that the little black ball opened its mouth slightly, approaching Ye Lingxiao's lips, its body moved slightly, and the aura that was scurrying in Ye Lingxiao's body was slowly sucked out.

It took about half a column of incense to absorb those chaotic aura, and Ye Lingxiao's skin returned to its normal color, while the little black ball staggered to its feet, its eyes were misty as if it was drunk.

"Good work, little one, sleep."

Ye Fusang held the little black ball in his arms, rubbed its furry head, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot.

Later, she checked Ye Lingxiao's pulse and found that his body had returned to normal, and the internal injuries were no longer serious, but those external injuries might take some time to recover.

In the end, his life was saved.