Song Qinyu's explanation softened Commander Gu's face a little, but his face was still ugly, and what he didn't know was that he deliberately threw his face at Shen Ling's life-saving benefactor.

Zeng Wei Min Wenyan, smiled heartily, touched the back of his head, felt very guilty for his suspicion of Song Qinyu's thoughts just now, and spoke softly to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere, "That's it, I think the city lord is not a person who can frame people, if he really wants to do something, it shouldn't be in such a blatant way."

"You can't speak, you can't speak." Commander Gu hooked his lips, and he didn't know how Song Qinyu held himself back from blocking his mouth.

Seeing that he was a good man, Song Qinyu no longer explained, whether he believed it or not, it was all his business, and he was worthy of it.

Song Qinyu carefully fed the decoction into Shen Ling's lips, although it was better to spill half a spoonful after taking a sip, it was better than not drinking anything.

"Can you really save people with this medicine?" Commander Gu still looked at him suspiciously, and now he didn't suspect that he was plotting against Shen Ling, but if this medicine was useless, wouldn't it be useless to drink more?

"Take a good look." This is not that Song Qinyu is playing tricks, but Shen Ling's body is too weak, and he can only guarantee that he can heal her body at most, and if he wants to heal immediately, even if he is an immortal, it will be difficult to save him.

"Of course it works! Otherwise, I wouldn't have pinned my last hope on the city lord, the reason why he can become the city lord must be his own reason." He was deeply convinced by everything that Min had a fancy, and naturally he didn't allow Commander Gu to have any doubts about him.

The latter was refuted, but he just made a cold face, stopped talking, and muttered silently in his heart, hoping that Song Qinyu could really heal Shen Ling and not have any false misunderstanding.

"It's better to be quiet, this will be better for the county lord's condition." Song Qinyu guessed that Shen Ling had entered a dream at this time, so his heart was beating violently, but he was not sure, and it was inconvenient to tell Commander Min and Gu.

Hearing his words, the attention of Min and Commander Gu was rigidly on Shen Ling, unwilling to let go of any of her changes.

This can only be regarded as a lifesaver for the time being, but it is better to believe it for the time being.

Fortunately, Song Qinyu's soup was not completely ineffective, and after drinking a stick of incense, you could see Shen Ling's face gradually ruddy.

It's just that she still covers her heart with her hands, and her screams of pain still don't stop.

During the time she was unconscious, her heart seemed to be crushed and rubbed again, and she couldn't breathe for a long time.

"The county lord looks like he's having trouble breathing, is your medicine useful?" Zeng Wei Min was a little anxious, but he didn't expect that his medicine was still a symptom but not a cure, he knew that this was the case, and he should have prevented it earlier.

He shook his head, he himself was powerless, Wen Sheng continued to explain, "My decoction can only heal the surface for the time being, and it remains to be seen how the internal injuries should be healed. After all, I don't know how the county lord became like this step by step, and how it should be, I'm not sure."

Song Qinyu said with a calm face, his explanation made Commander Gu more and more anxious, and he simply blushed and accused him, "What do you mean by saying these words! In the end, it's not that I don't know how to heal, but if I knew that this was the case, I should take the county lord to seek other miracle doctors, which is better than working here."

"Don't say that, it's still somewhat useful." Zeng Wei Min was sandwiched in the middle, comforting Commander Gu, in the end, he is the only one at the moment, his medical skills are quite reliable, if he is driven away, then Shen Ling is really not saved. c

"It's late at night, you can rest first, the county lord will have me watching." Song Qinyu has the meaning of enduring humiliation, and has some desire to explain their complaints.

Seeing that Song Qinyu didn't let him take care of the county lord, he was a little unhappy, and he stubbornly spoke up, wanting to stay, "I'll stay here to help you, if the county lord wakes up and is not sure that you can take care of it alone, I can help you a little if I stay here."

"What do you do for the county lord? If she wakes up, she'll only be more upset to see you." Commander Gu made a sullen voice, teasing and ridiculing.

This made the other party blush, looked at him a little embarrassed, and retorted, "I'm going to do it

Can't you make up for it? It's good that the county lord's life-saving benefactor is the city lord, she is not a person who will confuse grievances and hatreds, and she will definitely remember the good deeds done by the city lord. Besides, I'm waiting for the lord to change his mind about me, and to give me back the power that was put on you."

Listening to Zeng Weimin's wishful thinking, Commander Gu no longer refuted, just smiled and made him happy.

"Commander Gu is right, since this is the case, lest the county lord feel bad after seeing it, let's leave first." Song Qinyu persuaded again.

Hearing this, the two had no choice but to respond, no longer entangled, and left Song Qinyu alone at Shen Ling's door to stay all night.

He looked at Shen Ling's gentle side face, and there was still a cold sweat on his body, but it was much better than just now, although he still couldn't wake up in a daze, at least he wouldn't die soon.

At that time, in the deep mountains and strange springs, the wind was blowing, and it was the illusion that it was going to blow people away, and no one approached here all the year round, and it took a lot of effort for Dao Jiu to bring the Jing Shrine out.

His complexion was already withered, his originally ruddy lips had turned sickly white, and Jing Xi was also not in a good condition, sinking into the spring like a dried corpse, his Adam's apple moved, as if he was thirsty, he was sober for the time being, not as serious as when Dao Jiu took him away.

"Lord, your body is now very weak." Dao Jiu said to him.

He answered dryly, but there was no more.

"My subordinates brought you to this spiritual spring, and you only need to soak it for thirty-sixty-eight days to heal." He continued, but Jing Xi's voice was gentle, and he responded lightly, not fighting or grabbing, and the smoke in the spiritual spring made him look as warm as jade.

Dao Jiu threw precious medicine into it in turn, wanting to soak him, and wait until he got better after eighteen days before discussing anything else.

After a few days, he was still soaking in the spiritual spring, without the slightest reaction, a little lifeless, but his face slowly became ruddy, and the wound healed too much.

Dao Jiu added diagnostic medicine to the spiritual spring every day, and Jing Xi, who was watching his injuries get better, suddenly became violently entangled.

He opened his eyes with all his might, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a stone had fallen to the bottom of his heart, and the person who pressed it could not breathe.

I saw the dragon spirit floating body, struggling to drag Jing Xi in the direction of Shen Ling, as if to drag him out of the spiritual spring and the deep mountain.

Seeing this, Dao Jiu felt deeply uncomfortable, and wanted to stop Long Ling with all his might, looked at him fixedly, and roared coldly, "Lord! This must not be!"