"Yes, senior brother."

Seeing that Feng Xueyi was no longer angry, Su Yu was relieved, nodded, and responded.

But Feng Xueyi changed back to an indifferent face, he left Su Yu on the side, entered his bedroom alone, and closed the door expressionlessly.

When Fengxueyi passed by Su Yu's side, Su Yu smelled a smell of sweat on his body.

According to Su Yu's understanding of wind and snow clothes, he must take a bath every night when he goes to bed, which is a habit that has not been shaken by thunder for more than ten years.

"He shouldn't have lied to me, he really went to practice knives!" Su Yu comforted himself.

After the sect master and the others left, the divine doctor quietly got up from the pile of dead people, ran back to his residence in disgrace, changed into clean clothes, and went to get rid of bad luck.

At this time, the divine doctor was hungry, and he ordered someone to cook a bowl of pork knuckle noodles.

Looking at the steaming noodles and the red pig's feet on the noodles, the doctor salivated, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the pig's feet, and took a bite hard: the pig's feet were stewed very deliciously, and its skin was soft and glutinous, just right.

A mouthful of pig's feet, a mouthful of noodles, such a day to race over the gods, so unhappy!

Just as the divine doctor was about to take a big mouthful of noodles, a black-clothed messenger came in and said, "Divine doctor, the sect master is invited." ”

The divine doctor was stunned for a moment, and the bowl and chopsticks in his hand stopped.

His face changed color, choked, and he coughed vigorously several times, spitting out the remaining noodle residue in his mouth before he was relieved.

He secretly scolded in his heart: "What are you bothering me with this damn sect master?" Don't you even let people eat food?

"Divine doctor, I hope you will leave immediately. The character of the suzerain, you know. ”

"Got it, got it."

Impatiently, the doctor picked up a handkerchief, wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, picked up the medicine box and walked away with the black-clothed messenger.

The doctor knew in his heart who he was going to heal, and he was very reluctant.

But so what?

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The life of the divine doctor was saved by the sect master, and the divine doctor swore that he would follow the sect master for the rest of his life and be loyal to the sect master.

Ahem, let's get by!

The Divine Doctor carefully checked the pulse of the sleeping Nalan Xin and checked the injury on her back.

He nodded, a smile on his lips, picked up his pen, and wrote down a few prescriptions.

The divine doctor handed the prescription to the sect master, and said respectfully: "Tell the sect master, Nalan Xin's pulse is stable and there is no major problem, but his body is relatively weak now. I prescribed a few prescriptions, and she took medicine on time every day, and she would definitely be alive after half a month. As for the abrasions on her back, I have a bottle to ask the maid to clean the wound before applying the medicine. After a few days, the wound will scab over. ”

The sect master did not take the prescription, but continued to ask, "Is there anything wrong with the 'Ice Phoenix Blood' in her body?" ”

The divine doctor took advantage of the situation to withdraw the prescription in his hand and said, "Sect Master rest assured. Judging from the pulse, the 'Blood of the Ice Phoenix' has been absorbed by the mysterious power in her body. After a while, it should swim through her body with her blood, and then be completely absorbed by Nalan Xin's body. It's just that this 'Ice Phoenix Blood' is really too domineering, and I hope that the sect master will not give it to Nalan Xin within three months, otherwise the mortal body will not be able to bear it." ”

The words of the miracle doctor were very subtle, and he didn't want to say them so bluntly.

This Nalan Xin is not a simple existence in the sect master's heart.

"Got it, thank you for telling me." The suzerain's way.

The divine doctor handed the medicine to Dark Ning on the side, and he packed up the medicine box and prepared to open it.

The sect master spoke: "Divine Doctor, I want you to remember that Nalan Xin is dead. The person in front of you is called Mo Tong, and he is Mo Ning's junior sister. ”

The divine doctor understood, and immediately smiled: The sect master said yes, the villain is old, dazzling, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue.

The doctor picked up his medicine box and ran away.

This place, he didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Sect Master, you want to ......," said Dark Ning.