The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Suxi was dumbfounded, and after a while murmured: "You took me to Ouyang's house, did you want me to cure Ouyang Haoxuan's disease?"

"Why? You're not sure?" Nangong Yu seemed to smile, "If you can't cure Ouyang Haoxuan's disease, we will still go home as soon as possible, and then I will..." .

But Nangong Yu's voice was not down, but Xu Xi had raised his eyebrows, and Xumei's face was full of self-confidence and arrogance: "Who are you saying is not sure? Will I be cured if the meridians are broken?"

The girl dressed as a teenager said arrogant words like this, the beautiful phoenix eyes squinted slightly, blooming a silvery purple luster.

The dazzling eyes were like a vortex, which attracted Nangong Yu's mind firmly.

He stretched out his hand in a miserable manner, gently buckled the wrist of Suxi, and asked softly, "Did I have someone give you the medicine yesterday?"

With that said, he would lift up Suxi's sleeves to check.

Unexpectedly, he didn't ask him this question. When asked, he reminded Puxi of his suffocating and unpleasant experience last night. He couldn't help but coldly and quickly took his hands back.

"You don't have to worry about it. Little injuries are nothing to me at all."

That's right, whether it's for Puxi in the previous life or Nalan Puxi in this life, this skin injury has long been used to it, and it's nothing.She has always carried it by herself, and now she does not need the care of others.

Nangong Yu's eyes were dark and she wanted to have an attack, but she looked at her stubborn side face, but sighed again, and whispered into the secret: "Remember, don't reveal your identity of Nalanxi, the people of Ouyang's family Nowadays, people in Nalan's family hate each other. If you know your identity, whether you can get Yuanyanguo is unknown."

Su Xi frowned, and was about to ask what was the grudge between the two, but Nangong Yu had already said softly, "Here he is."

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Ouyang House.

In Ouyang Haoxuan's room, the doors and windows were closed at this time, and the whole room was filled with a strong bitter medicine, and there was a smell that made people want to be sick.

The room was filled with candlelights, and there were several night pearls worth the city, but because of the lack of sunlight, the room was still dark, with a suffocating sense of depression.

Mrs. Ouyang is now sitting on the low couch by the bed, her hair is messy, her eyes are red and swollen, and she still has unwiped medicine.

She looked at her son, who had been tortured in her bed, crying sadly and begging: "Hao Xuan, beg you, please take medicine well. If you don't have these medicines, you will soon be exhausted due to the exhaustion of the internal organs. dead."

Ouyang Haoxuan on the bed was covered with gray, beard and dregs, and his eyes were deeply sunken. The whole person was full of decadent dying air.

He laughed when he heard that, his voice was hoarse and rough, with an indescribable despair: "Mother, I also beg you, let me die, okay? Such a life without dignity, even the power to commit suicide, What does it mean to be alive? It would be better to kill me with a knife and let me die cleanly!"

Mrs. Ouyang was even more sad when she heard the cry. She rushed to the bed, grabbed her son’s hand, and murmured, "Xuan'er, your father has asked the doctor's association to find a recipe for the world. There are always people in this world. Can heal you. You must not give up on yourself now."

"Mother, stop fooling yourself!" Ouyang Haoxuan made a gurgling noise in his throat, like a dying old woman's low cough. "Even Nalan Zhengze came to see him. He didn't get medical treatment. I have been doomed in my life. Mother, will you let me die, okay?"