When Yiqi came for a follow-up visit the next morning, he didn't find Yun Feng's people, but only saw a group of shabby slaves demolishing the house.

Yiqi: "What is this for?" What about your master? ”

"You're here?" The maid handed over the work at hand to others and greeted her politely, "The sect leader said that he wanted to go and relax, and he would come back in a while." ”

The maid said that this meeting was an afternoon in a flash.

Yiqi became more and more anxious in the house, pacing back and forth, and did not eat lunch, until it was almost dark before he saw Yun Feng's shadow.

In dim light.

The door of the mansion creaked open as the woman pushed it open.

Yun Feng walked in slowly, wearing a simple and beautiful robe, which was obviously not the same as what he wore when he went out.

The current one seems to be a men's model.

The kind with underwear under it.

She went out for a day just to buy clothes?

As a healer, Yi Qi was angry when he saw Yun Feng now, and his tone gradually became sharper: "Sect Master Jiang's body toxins have not been resolved, don't listen to me, recuperate at home, go out and run around!" ”

And I can't find anyone for a day, so if something happens, how can I get it!

She...... That group of cultists is going crazy!

"It's none of your business." Without slanting his gaze, Yun Feng passed by Yiqi, dropped this sentence and entered the house.

The tone of the evil voice and evil breath choked the doctor a little uncomfortable.

She chased Yun Feng into the house: "During the treatment period, you are my patient, and I have the right to interfere with your every move, how can you say that it has nothing to do with me?" ”

At this moment, the room has been opened, the interior has been rebuilt, and some unnecessary compartments have been removed, and it looks much more spacious than before.

Yun Feng's face was gloomy, he sat at the newly bought table and poured himself a cup of tea with a white jade pot.

When pouring the tea, Yiqi clearly saw Yun Feng's lips slightly open, as if he had said something.

But it was as if something was blocking them.

I didn't hear anything.

You can't even tell what the other person is saying from the shape of your lips.

Yiqi's somewhat dazed expression made Yun Feng's hand holding the teacup pause, and his face became even worse.

Halfway, Yun Feng put down the cup and rolled up his sleeves directly towards Yiqi: "Let's call the pulse." ”

The toxins in Yun Feng's body did not continue to spread under the control of the drug, but they did not disappear, they all gathered in a few places, and if they were not careful, they would be cold.

But here's the blame.

Although Yiqi is young, he has also practiced medicine with his master for many years, and he can be said to have a wide range of knowledge, and he has seen many cases of poisoning.

Generally, those who are poisoned either have trouble sleeping or are depressed, and basically all of them are in pain, and they can't get out of bed uncomfortably.

And the one in front of you.

Except for some emotional impetuousness and a high fever, there is basically nothing else abnormal to see.

If it weren't for Yiqi's own vein, someone else would have told her that Yun Feng had been poisoned, she would definitely feel that the person was looking for her to be happy.

This time, Yiqi did not leave immediately after the consultation.

She stayed for dinner, and stared at Yun Feng and drank the medicine.

Yun Feng lay on the bed after taking a shower.

Blow out the candles.

When you turn your head, you can see the shadows of people outside the window, the dark blue is a little beautiful in the moonlight, and it is also a little infiltrating.

What are you doing?

Why don't you leave?

Is it because you haven't eaten enough yet?

The system lowered its voice and quietly instigated

The heroine of the main palace?

Okay, the heroine of the main palace is a cow critic, she endures.

The system obviously fought more than this idea, it lingered in front of Yun Feng for a while, and then came back to the fart

Yun Feng glanced at the void, and his heart did not fluctuate.

It's not that she didn't prepare a room for the heroine, but who did she have to blame outside?

I have long said that I don't need people to keep vigil.

Then change the doctor, what so much.

In the end, he was impatient with the core values, Yun Feng got up from the bed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a violent cough.

This body seems to become extraordinarily weak at night.

Coughing up twice casually in my throat caused a burning pain as if someone had set it on fire.

Yun Feng frowned.

In my ears was a push of the door, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The candles in the room were lit again, and Yiqi's beautiful face appeared in front of Yun Feng.

"Before the meal, I vaguely noticed that your pulse was unstable, and sure enough, something happened." Yiqi held Yun Feng's pulse, frowned, and turned to open the medicine box.

There wasn't much in the medicine box.

Yiqi took a needle bag and spread it out in front of Yun Feng.

Look at that stance.

It is estimated that it is necessary for acupuncture.

Yun Feng's muscles suddenly tensed, and he stared at the few needles in Yiqi's hand that flashed with cold light: "Don't mess around." ”

At a young age, dare to prick a needle if you don't have a teacher?

What if she is stabbed in the wrong place, and do a fart task?!

Yi Qi didn't explain anything, she skillfully used the candle flame to detoxify the silver needle, and pierced it towards Yun Feng's acupuncture point at a very fast speed.

The action was so fast that only a shadow remained.

And yet she's fast.

Yun Feng is faster.

I saw something gray flashing by, and the doctor's prickly fell into vain.

Yiqi was stunned and looked up.

Yun Feng had already rolled to the inside of the bed.

The bedroom of the refurbished room is not ordinarily large, and the bed is also made large by the way.

At this moment, Yun Feng, who was shrunk inside, and Yiqi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, were separated by at least a few meters.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and the atmosphere was a little deadlocked.

"Sect Leader Jiang, please cooperate with the treatment." The doctor pinched the needle, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Yun Feng hugged the quilt and said viciously: "No." ”

"Then Hugh blames the people for being strong."

As soon as the words fell, Yiqi flew up, and the silver needle in his hand flashed with cold light, and went straight to Yun Feng.

Yun Feng subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the moment his fist was about to touch Yi Qi's face, he turned around in mid-air and hit the air.

And she herself was also taken aside by that inertia and retreated some distance.

Yun Feng stood on the side of the door holding a small quilt, looking at Yiqi's gaze gloomy, with a hint of anger.

The way of the world.

There are still people who put their faces up to find a beating.

I'm afraid that's a fool, right?

"Sect Leader Jiang," the first time he encountered such an uncooperative patient, Yiqi's expression was also not good-looking, but after slowing down for a few seconds, Yiqi's tone suddenly revealed a little strange, "You dodge in every possible way, are you afraid of needles?" ”

"Nonsense."

Yun Feng's eyes were half-squinted, and the gray mist around him was surging.

The temperature in the room plummeted, and the candle flame was extinguished.

It doesn't look like your average infiltrate.

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