Back at his home, Jiang Ye asked Zhao Juping to lie down, but when he saw the clothes on Zhao Juping's body, he suddenly made another difficulty.

It stands to reason that men and women are not kissed, and he should not take off Zhao Juping's clothes, but to treat Gong Han, he must expose his belly, so he had to let Zhao Juping lift the clothes on his stomach by himself.

And Zhao Juping, who heard Jiang Ye's words, suddenly blushed, she grew so big, except for taking off her clothes in front of her ex-husband, she had never shown her private part in front of any man, but in order to treat Gong Han, she had no choice.

Thinking of this, Zhao Juping's flushed face suddenly showed a look of determination, and she lifted her clothes, and then desperately covered her face with her hands!

Seeing Zhao Juping's movements, Jiang Ye suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, but in an instant, he became serious again, after all, when he was curing, he needed to concentrate.

The hand was on Zhao Juping's soft lower abdomen, Jiang Ye only felt a warm ball in his hand, and then, with a strong hand, he pressed down violently.

Suddenly, he felt that his palm was cold, Jiang Ye's originally stretched brows suddenly wrinkled, and he couldn't help but say in his heart:

"No wonder I have to be infertile, such a big cold, even if it is a heavenly girl, I'm afraid I can't bear it!"

Feeling the chill, Jiang Ye knew that it was the cause, so he withdrew his hand.

"What's the matter, is there any cure for my illness?" Feeling Jiang Ye's movements, Zhao Juping, who was originally lying flat, suddenly got up and looked at Jiang Ye and asked.

"It's Gong Han, don't worry, give me a little time, I can help you heal." Without looking back, looking at Zhao Juping, Jiang Ye picked up a hundred-year-old ginseng!

He was thinking about whether he should use a hundred years of ginseng, plus his own true yuan to treat Zhao Juping, a hundred years of ginseng is fire, plus his own true yuan of the yang, within a week, Zhao Juping's palace cold can be cured, and thinking of this, Jiang Ye no longer hesitated, turned around and cut the century-old ginseng into pieces, threw it in the boiling furnace, turned to Zhao Juping and said:

"Sister, you wait a while, I'll cure you soon."

As he spoke, he pressed Zhao Juping to the ground and lifted her clothes, this time Jiang Ye did not hesitate, and pressed his palm on her stomach, and with a chill rising up, Jiang Ye's brows furrowed.

"You think I can't cure you?" muttered. As he spoke, Jiang Ye gathered his strength in his palm and slowly entered Zhao Juping's body.

"Huh?" Suddenly feeling a burst of warmth, Zhao Juping couldn't help but cry out comfortably.

And Jiang Ye, who heard this, frowned even more, and kept inputting the true yuan in his body to Zhao Juping!

"One minute, two minutes, three minutes!" Time was slowly passing, and Jiang Ye only felt sweat on his head.

"Whew~" After about five minutes, Jiang Ye finally withdrew his hand, exhaled sharply, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that it was dark in front of him, and he was immediately frightened and collapsed to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Jiang Ye's weak appearance, Zhao Juping, who had just gotten up, rushed over to stabilize him.

"It's okay, it's okay." With a wave of his hand, Jiang Ye rested for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the color in front of him had recovered again, which couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that this was a weakness caused by the rapid depletion of the True Yuan in his body, but at the same time, it was also a signal to him, he had to find a great tonic to nourish his weakening body immediately, otherwise his time was running out.

"Sister, drink this medicine."