The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Mother, I'm fine!" Ouyang Haoxuan chuckled, although the voice was still hoarse and broken, but this time it was a real smile, full of incredible surprises and expectations, "Mother, my hand, there are My feet...have consciousness! It hurts, so numb! Hahaha...I have consciousness!"

He smiled and smiled, and the tears fell down, mixed with the blood stains and sweat beads at the corner of his mouth, and the whole face looked miserable and grim.

Who can understand the rosy and desperate hope that a promising new star can only lie in bed every day!My hands and feet don’t seem to be my own. I can’t hold my hands or stand up. Is it better to die like this?

Now, he finally felt his hands and feet. After a year and a half, he finally... finally felt the existence of his limbs again.

Ouyang Haoxuan wept with joy, and no matter how great the pain, compared with the previous despair and humiliation, it was simply insignificant.

The faces of Mrs. Ouyang and Ouyang Zhixiong changed suddenly, almost wanting to rush to the bed, but they were afraid to disturb the rescue of Puxi and could only bear the tears in their eyes.

Suxi finally inserted all the silver needles, only to feel exhausted like exhaustion.

However, the treatment is just beginning, and the next one is the key.

She found that it is probably because the people in this world are all cultivators. The body is tempered like a magic weapon. The internal force wants to run in the meridian of the human body, which will be a hundred times more difficult than in the previous life.

This is because Ouyang Haoxuan's body has been weakened by toxins for a year and became weak. Otherwise, she even has the problem of whether she can complete a complete set of 108 stitches.

It is just a very difficult process to force the poison out through the silver needle.

"Xi Yue, you can try to use spiritual power." The soft, soft voice suddenly rang in the ear.

Suxi was taken aback, and when she turned her head, she saw Nangong Yu’s brilliant face, which made her heart unconsciously skip a beat.

"Impossible." Puxi managed to settle his mind before shaking his head. "I can't mobilize enough spiritual power."

She did not think about this method, and even wanted to experiment more than anyone else.

But in order to become poisonous, she needs to inject the internal force into the countless meridian branches of the body and operate at the same time. Once a place is missed, the toxin will immediately gather here, causing Ouyang Haoxuan's body to burst and die.

Of course, using spiritual power is much simpler and more effective than internal rest, but she has no way to store spiritual power. How can it be enough to rely on that point to penetrate the meridian remnants?

However, Nangong Yu raised her lips and smiled slightly: "I let you try, naturally there is a way to ensure that you have sufficient aura."

As the words fell, Suxi only felt that a large palm was pressed against her waistcoat, and the scorching temperature of her palm was transmitted to her skin through a thin shirt, leaving her body agitated and instantly stretched.

Nang Gongyu's low laughter came from his ears, mellow, full of magnetism, with obvious joy.

Suxi's face was black, and she was about to step forward to avoid it, but suddenly felt a cool and thick spiritual force slowly poured into her body.

The exhaustion of the whole body disappeared without a trace, and even the originally dried Dantian seemed to be about to move.

Suxi instantly understood the meaning of Nangong Yu, you only need treatment, not enough spiritual power, I will supplement it for you.

So arrogant, so domineering.

Suxi's face was red, but he didn't refuse anymore. Instead, he took a silver needle about a foot long and slightly thicker than his hair out of the space.