Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

Like an eagle catching a chick, he caught Dr. Zhong in front of him.

To his ears, he roared and growled: "How can't it be saved? Isn't her blood stopped? If your medical skills are not working, then the king will kill you directly! Change someone else!"

Yin Hong's eyes were bloody, and the monsters were as picturesque as fog, as if he was going to swallow Zhong Taiyi directly.

Doctor Tai Zhong was so frightened that his teeth were all fighting.

He had only heard of the evil name of the ghost-faced evil king before.

It is not until now that he was so terrible!

Really like a ghost, dare to eat people!

He swallowed hard, closed his eyes, raised his neck, and said like he was going to die: "Her wound is poisonous! And, this lady's body, I don't know why, there is no vitality. It seems like meridians The breath in it is all dead. This kind of person, we call it-the living dead! It can't be saved at all! Even after a breath, she will not open her eyes and restore any consciousness in her life! "

"If the old man can deal with it at the first moment of her injury, there may be a chance, now, it is too late--"

"late--"

These four words, like four sharp knives, were heavily inserted in Jun Aohan's heart.

He paused in an instant.

In his ears, it sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and kept ringing.

late!

late!

Maybe, as long as he is so early!

A little bit earlier ...

Can save her life!

She killed her herself!

Jun Aohan felt that the strength of the whole body seemed to be taken away.

Suddenly, he knelt in front of Ye Qingli's bed.

Both hands grasped her wrist hard.

"Hurry up for me! Haven't you always been great? Don't care about my care? Now, where is your majesty?"

He pulled her hands desperately and shook them vigorously.

Very cold, cold like an iceberg, usually killing thousands of people on the battlefield, this man who won't blink his eyebrows.

Now, like a helpless child.

The warmth came from Ye Qingli's body.

That trace of warmth he could only feel in the world.

Seems to be away from myself ...

In the future, there will be no one who can be so important to yourself in this world ...

forever and always……

It's gone ...

Ye Qingli was weak at this time.

Not even the strength to lift the eyelids.

Almost the same as she died in her previous life.

The only thing that can be sensed is Jun Aohan's voice.

The fear, panic, and worry hidden in that voice ...

She had never heard of it before.

In every previous get along.

She seemed to have never seen this man before, and she was a little confused.

However, he is now so worried and afraid.

In his voice, there was a crying voice and a sobbing voice.

Let her hear, have a painful pain ...