"How's my body? Can this poison be cured? ”

After Lingyin finished diagnosing the pulse, Feng Lan couldn't wait to ask.

Lingyin shook her head, "There's nothing I can do at the moment. ”

"What about suppression? After your treatment that day, the poison in my body didn't seem so terrible. ”

"The medicine I use is scarce."

She understands what Feng Lan means, but if she agrees, then how will she make money in the future?

The beautiful Danfeng eyes dodged because they were uncomfortable, and the corners of Feng Lan's mouth unconsciously curled a little more.

This kind of noble voice is more similar to 'she'.

"I will pay you enough, money, house, even status, status."

Lingyin turned her head to look at Feng Lan, "How high can you give me your identity and status?" ”

However, when this sentence was asked, Lingyin himself gave up again.

"No need, I promise to treat you, you just need to pay me the price."

This is in Yueguo, not Dajing, so she can only rely on herself.

Feng Lan's eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth turned her head stubbornly at Lingyin, and the little girl who was a little arrogant seemed to flash in front of her.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Feng Lan's eyes lit up a little surprisingly when she looked at Lingyin, and Ping Si was frightened.

"Childe-"

"Hmm!"

Feng Lan suddenly woke up and glared at Ping Si reproachfully.

"Then let's say so, how about starting treatment today."

"Today?"

Ling Yin glanced at Feng Lan, whose face was still flushed, and nodded.

Only ten days later, his poison flared up again.

She was eager to take a closer look at what those weird things were.

"Yes, but just like last time, the three of them still need to avoid it."

"Uncle Ping, you guys go out first!"

Ping Si glanced at Feng Lan uneasily, and when he saw Feng Lan's unquestioning gaze, he had no choice but to retreat obediently.

He is not afraid of what the little boy will do to his own son, but he is afraid of what his own son will do to the little son.

Although the poison in his son-in-law's body is a little surging, it is not necessary to treat.

If you think about it carefully, today's son is really a little strange.

Lingyin probed Feng Lan's pulse again.

"You'll have to take off your clothes, and I'll give you a needle."

"Good!"

Feng Lan sat up with difficulty, and took off her clothes and armor.

When he was struggling to lie down, Lingyin, who couldn't bear it, finally reached out to help him.

The scorching heat of the hand made Lingyin suddenly realize that the man in front of him had already taken off his clothes.

Her gaze quickly averted, but she saw the two pieces of armor that Feng Lan had put aside.

Feng Lan, who was staring at Lingyin's eyes fixedly, saw the dodge of her gaze, and her heart moved inexplicably.

I always felt that the young man in front of him was shy, and although there was nothing unusual on the black cheeks that had been smeared, the complexion on his neck seemed to turn red.

Shy? Why?

Feng Lan's gaze looked more intently at Lingyin's neck.

Well, he really couldn't remember if he had an Adam's apple in his throat at his age.

Gui Lingyin's neck seemed to be too smooth.

"You take this medicine first."

Lingyin's place was a jelly bean and handed it to Feng Lan.

Feng Lan looked at the jelly bean in puzzlement, always feeling a little familiar.

"But do you have to eat it?"

"Hmm!"

Lingyin's voice trembled slightly, this was the elixir she had prepared for Gui Yi when she was preparing the soothing Jelly Bean No. 2.

More than ten times more effective than Jelly Bean No. 2, it was originally intended to be used against bad guys.

Unexpectedly, it would be used on Feng Lan for the first time.