Godly Empress Doctor

Volcanic eruptions in volcanic ice-closed forests have ended.

The flames of the mountains were also quenched by the pouring rain.

Without this heavy rainstorm, if the fire continues, the entire frozen forest will be covered in flames and burned to ashes!

Within thousands of kilometres below the foot of the mountain, the grass will not grow!

How many will be displaced! Homeless?

With the strength of one man, King Linyuan turned the situation around and brought heavy rain to extinguish the fire. How great is the achievement?

Yet the abyss of King's Landing, which brought forth heavy rain after rain, was set on the back of the mountain.

Always noble and accommodating, the King's Landing Abyss cannot last a lifetime. At this moment, the spiritual figure is lying still on the bed, the breath is weak, tired eyes cannot open.

The wind hurried and said out loud: "Boss! I'll get the pharmacist! Wait for me! You have to wait for me! ”

King Lin Yuan opened his mouth and tried to speak, but could not make a sound.

The wind rushed up and said, "Boss, what are you going to say? ”

“Phoenix… dancing…” King Lin Yuan's breath is weak.

The wind hurried: “This is the time! Do you still take personal grudges to heart?! Phoenix's medicine is amazing! Let her treat you. You'll be fine! ”

What else did King Linyuan want to say? The wind broke fast: "Okay, okay! Don't invite Phoenix, okay? Let the other pharmacists treat you first. If it's cured, we won't hire Phoenix. Is that okay?! ”

The wind rushed out and whispered in his mouth: “Why does Master Jun hate phoenix so much? Actually, the phoenix dance is still very good, hey, anyway, it's important to save the king first. ”

As soon as the wind went out, he saw the minibus pharmacist on the way, and immediately dragged him away.

The little bus pharmacist was in a hurry: "Little prince, little prince, what are you doing? ”

The wind said, “Give you a chance to treat the prince. ”

“Ah, no!” The minibus pharmacist is in a hurry!

Prince Jun is terrible. Those bright, sharp black eyes stared at him. The stare's soul is frozen. That's the role of the living! The little bus pharmacist tried to fight, but the wind dragged him into the house.

Soon the minibus pharmacist was dragged in.

The wind dragged him to King's Landing, shouting, "What are you still standing there for? Treat him quickly! ”

The little bus pharmacist grinned, and he could feel a cold, sharp stare at him, staring at his cold hands and feet and stiff limbs.

He didn't dare to look at the prince at all. He was only looking for the weak wind: “Why me? My medicine... No, I have to find Miss Phoenix. Her medicine is really good. Little prince, why don't I go find someone for you? ”

The little bus pharmacist tried to escape...

The wind glanced at him in disgust: "If I could find Phoenix, I would have looked for you already. Where else would I have to look for you? Cut the crap and save people! ”

The little bus pharmacist cried his face: “Is it Miss Feng who refuses to treat you? ”

“How is that possible! I don't know how much Phoenix wants to get close to our king! She doesn't like to touch us!” Feng Zheng, the second son of a bitch, where King Lin Yuan was entrusted, immediately argue aloud!

The little bus pharmacist's eyes tinkled: “I see Miss Feng likes it..."

“Of course!” The wind was particularly proud, more proud than the phoenix liked him, with his hands behind his back and his jaw raised with arrogance