"Cough, cough ..." The woman finally rested for a while, and then coughed again, and coughed too much, and the whole person sat up from the chair.I don't know if it was stimulated by Sima Youyue.

Seeing her like this, Sima Youyue couldn't bear it, and went to pat her back, hoping to give her a smooth ride.

After a while, the woman passed her breath and stopped coughing.

"Are you okay?" Sima Youyue saw a beautiful woman coughing like this, and was bleeding, inexplicably distressed.After thinking about it, she took out a cup of squeezed fruit juice and handed it to the woman."Drink this, please."

The woman looked up at Sima Youyue, saw the sincere concern in her eyes, smiled, took Lingjue, and took a small sip.But I thought it was thirst quenching, I didn't expect my throat to feel much better after drinking it, and I didn't have the feeling of coughing.

This is the most comfortable time in so many years.

"This can relieve the cough, you have to drink more to try." Sima Youyue stopped after watching her take a sip and said.

The woman took another sip before asking: "What is this?"

"The fruit juice squeezed by Lingguo, this Lingguo has the effect of moisturizing the throat. I also added a little medicinal herbs in it." Sima Youyue explained

This was made by Xiaolingzi, so it was still freshly squeezed out and tasted good.

"You are more effective than those immortals." The woman said with a smile.

Sima Youyue looked at her smile and felt that this was really a very comfortable woman, and she would be happy when she looked at her.It's a pity that the morbid paleness on her face is pitiful.

"Why are you sick? Cultivators can still get sick, so strange. Can you show me?"

"Are you a doctor?" The woman was a little surprised, and then recovered her faint look, "You should be a doctor. But you are still too young, my body, the doctors I have seen have not one thousand or eight hundred, but still This way. "

"Since I have seen so many people, I don't care if there is one more person, do I?" Sima Youyue said.

The woman looked at Sima Youyue's eyes and lay down again, saying, "So what you said, then trouble you."

Sima Youyue took out a chair, sat down next to the woman, and began to examine her.

"Feng Hanyan." The woman looked at Sima Youyue seriously and suddenly said.

Sima Youyue was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized that she was talking about her name, but she didn't expect her to be so beautiful and her name was so beautiful.

"Sima Youyue." She replied.

"Sima family?"

"I came from Yilin mainland." Sima Youyue replied. She knew that the Sima family that Feng Ruyan said was definitely not the Sima family in the mainland below.

Feng Ruyan nodded and said nothing.

After a while, Sima Youyue withdrew her hand, her brow furrowed tightly, and she looked at Feng Ruyan suspiciously.

"My body scared you?" Feng Ruyan saw Sima Youyue's expression, not surprised or disappointed, as if her expression was as she expected.

"You are not sick anymore." Sima Youyue said affirmatively.

Feng Ruyan smiled, not sure nor denied.

"But your body is so strange, it seems that the internal organs are not working," Sima Youyue continued.

"A doctor once told me that reducing the running of the internal organs as much as possible can prolong my life." Feng Ruyan did not hide.

The internal organs of her body are actually running, but it is very slow, very slow, almost so slow to feel.

Sima Youyue is awe-inspiring. How high is her strength to make her body work like this?!

"You were injured, and it hasn't been good, it seems that something was rushed into the body." Sima Youyue said, "but you sealed her in your internal organs, so I can't see it."

Feng Ruyan was looking squarely at Sima Youyue. She didn't expect her medical skills to be quite good. She didn't say the reason for her poor health. Youyue had already seen it.

"I don't know which quack doctor gave you the bad idea, let you seal the breath in the internal organs, so that it is clear that you will always drag this sick and crooked body." Sima Youyue said angrily, "It is Because of this, you do n’t want to smoke now, you can only keep the seal in your body, slowly eating away your vitality. "

Feng Ruyan smiled. If that person knew that he had been scolded as a quack, he wouldn't know what his expression would be.

"The situation is urgent, there is no other way." She still defended the man.

"But this is troublesome." Sima Youyue said.

Upon hearing her words, a light flashed in Feng Ruyan's eyes."You have a way?"

"Your situation is a bit like my brother's, but you are more serious than him." Sima Youyue sighed, "It's really a headache."

Feng Ruyan smiled sincerely, which was different from the smile she always hung on her face. This time the smile came from the heart.

Her helpless look looked cute.

How long has no one dared to show such an expression in front of himself?In other words, for how long no one dared to have an expression in front of her, whether it was fear or worry or other expressions.

"Then do you have a way?" She asked.

"There is no cure for it, but I can find a way to suppress it for you." Sima Youyue said, "At least it will not make you so uncomfortable."

"Use this?" Feng Ruyan raised the glass in her hand. Unconsciously, she had finished drinking the juice inside.

Sima Youyue shook her head, "This is only a temporary relief from your throat discomfort and cannot suppress your situation. Use other methods."

"How can I believe you?" Feng Ruyan asked.

Sima Youyue looked at Feng Ruyan and said, "I need the sand of God."

"Save your younger brother?" Feng Ruyan was not angry at her straightforward words, and said with certainty.

Sima Youyue nodded.

"You are an honest girl." Feng Ruyan said, "If you can cure my disease, I will give you the sand of God."

Sima Youyue looked at Feng Ruyan in embarrassment: "Aren't you embarrassing me? I said that I haven't thought of a way to cure you, and your situation is so complicated. If I cure you, I will save my younger brother. Worried about where my brother is going, where can I still save you. "

Feng Ruyan also just casually said that she knew her current situation, except for the mark of God, there was no other way.And she can feel that her body is getting worse and worse, maybe when it will come to an end.

"You follow me, if you can't cure me, you can get the sand of God even if I die."

"No, I will definitely save you." Sima Youyue said firmly.