The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

At this time, Bijingxuan was also a mess.

As soon as Puxi entered the palace where the deity lived, he saw a middle-aged man with an ugly face pressed on the bed again.

Although it was not as violent as when I last came, the situation was not much better than it was.

The middle-aged man's eyes have lost focus, just like being covered with white fog, his movements and behaviors are getting out of control, as if they will burst at any time.

The Xianxie was held in the hands of one of the subordinates, but they hesitated whether to tie people up.

As soon as Puxi came in, someone exclaimed, "Boy, you are finally here. Didn't you say that the sickness you have suffered in these days will not happen?"

The pressed middle-aged man made a roar, and the whole person almost bounced.

Qiu Shuji's voice changed sharply: "Xi Yue, what are you doing stunned? Unhappy to treat Supreme? If something happened to Supreme, you don't want to go out alive!"

Suxi hadn't had time to say anything. Nangong Yu beside him had already squinted, his eyes swept with a strong murderous intent.

Su Xi grabbed him and motioned him to calm down. The silver needle in his hand had been taken out, and he shot at the middle-aged man whose behavior was becoming more and more abnormal.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man's emotions immediately calmed down with the silver needle in his body, and his gaze after losing focus was gradually clear, and then the whole person was tired and sleepy stepping on.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, and one of the tall, slender men looked at Suxi poorly: "What the hell is going on? You better explain it to me?"

Without ignoring him, Su Xi walked quickly to the middle-aged man and reached for his pulse.

Seeing that Puxi had such an attitude, the thin, tall man had to reach out and teach him.

But his hand was just stretched out, but he suddenly paused in the air, his face showing a look of surprise.

His raised hand seemed to be nailed into the air by some force, unable to move at all.

The thin tall man looked at Nangong Yu beside Suxi with a suspicious look, but he only felt very ordinary. At first glance, there was nothing special.

Did he start with himself?Shouldn't it be possible?It's just a low-level warrior in the lower boundary...

Just thinking, another person came over and pressed his hand, Shen Sheng said: "Yan Xiao, calm down, only this little guy can save the respect now."

The thin, tall man called Yan Xiao thought that he was the one in front of him, and immediately said angrily: "Wei Jianxing, I think you are dizzy. How can such a stinky kid save his life? He is not Say, I will not get sick within ten days. Will it only get better? Now? How can such a lowly person believe it?"

Just turned the middle of the middle-aged man to the end of the pulse of Suxi, and a deep sneer appeared on his face: "Just right, I also want to ask why I just diagnosed that the condition of the Supreme was stable two days ago, but now it is Suddenly worsened?"

"Scary boy, isn't it because you made a mistake..."

Suxi didn't seem to hear the scream of Yan Xiao at all, but just said coldly: "Who can tell me, in the past two days, who has taken the medicine that regulates the brain area and suppresses the pain? Do you forget what I said However, during the preparation for the operation, did Zun Shang only take the medicine I prescribed? Or, did any of you just want to kill Zun Shang?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a dead silence in the whole room.