The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Su Xi said this, and immediately made everyone present look ugly and scary.

Uncle Qiu even bit his teeth, his eyes full of anxiety and guilt.

Wei Chengyuan walked to Suxi and whispered in her ear: "I reported you the case of Zhang Yi who was cured a month ago, but it was Lu Xuyang, President Lu The chairman said that Zhang Yi’s illness and Zun’s illness are only the same in character, and that the causes are not the same, and that changing the treatment plan at will will endanger Zun’s life."

"So this matter was dragged down. It was only recently that Supreme Sudden Onset suddenly happened, but President Lu had left early because he diagnosed the onset cycle is more than ten days. They can only find you to heal."

Lu Xuyang, is the president of the Association of Physicians, Grade 10 physician, and Lu Zhixi's father?

Suxi Meifeng twitched, and Lu Xuyang said that Zhang Yi and the middle-aged man had different causes, which was not a lie.

However, with Lu Xuyang's medical skills, can't I really see that the illness cycle of this deity is only two days?Moreover, judging from the changes in the lesions of the middle-aged man she checked, she always felt a little strange.

It seems that the rate of deterioration of the condition is too fast. It seems that it is not a natural change, but a human push.

Uncle Qiu discussed with the people around him for a while, and finally stepped forward to say: "Xi Yue, how much are you sure you can cure your divine disease?"

"Liucheng."

"Only Liu Cheng?" Uncle Qiu's face changed greatly, and he growled, "Xi Yue, how dare you! Only Liu Cheng's grasp, dare to treat him?"

However, Su Xi was sneering, not afraid of the coercion radiated from Uncle Qiu. "If he is not cured, he has no hope of surviving."

Uncle Qiu was shaking with anger and was about to yell. He came up behind him with a deep voice: "Xi Yue, can you tell me, what can you do to cure your respect?"

This voice, which Puxi knew, was the sound that came before the enchantment.

Su Xi burst into laughter and said: "My approach is not impossible to say, but I am afraid you will not dare to try. So, before you make a decision, let you wake up!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power of Suxi's hand poured into the silver needle above his head again.

I saw black smoke beginning to appear on every silver needle.

As the black smoke dissipated, Zun's face slowly changed from green to black.

After half an hour, seeing that there was no longer black gas overflow, Suxi carefully started to pull out those silver needles.

Until the last half-foot-long gold needle in Baihui was taken out, Venerable Master suddenly had a chest ups and downs, exhaled a breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Respect--!"

"Sovereign! You finally woke up!"

Everyone rushed over, one by one ecstatic, Qiu even had tears in his eyes.

Su Xi's eyes also met the middle-aged man's eyes.

It was a pair of seemingly ordinary eyes, but when the master of the eyes condensed, they suddenly burst out a powerful sense of oppression.

That is not the oppression of deliberately exerted spiritual force, but the innate oppression that has been deposited with experience and strength.

Those sharp eyes swept over him, and Suxi only felt as if he had been seen through from the inside out.

There was a slight sigh in her heart, and there was a trace of surprise in the upper eye, and she slowly said, "Are you Xiu Yue?"

Suxi exhaled slowly, and greeted him back, "Yes."