Medical Consort Raises the Hell/C34 Lesson for the war god king
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C34 Lesson for the war god king

The originally vicious and festering wounds were nowhere to be seen. In fact, the wounds were not even slightly festering; they were clean and tidy. There was only a long mark, one that had been stitched together. Originally, the wound was not severe, but because the flesh around the wound had been festered, it made the wound even more severe. Even using the best medicine was of no avail. The only thing he could do was to let the wound continue to worsen.

Feng Qingxiao used an extreme amount of vitality in order to barely control the deterioration of his wound, but he could not let it heal.

Because he had to use even more energy to place it on his chest and control the Soul Devouring Crossbow, otherwise he would not be alive right now!

He still had to use a lot of Essence to seal the deadly poison in his legs. Because no one was able to pull out the Soul Devouring Crossbow, in order to detoxify it, he had to consume a lot of Essence. How could he waste energy to care about those non-fatal injuries?

However, the lethal poison was causing the originally non-fatal wounds to constantly fester and worsen. As time passed, they would also become fatal wounds. Now, the wound below his ribs had completely healed!

"This is impossible!"

He muttered a sentence, and his phoenix eyes surged with a dark flow. Many genius doctors were helpless against the Soul Devouring Crossbow and his injuries. From the time Yun Zihuang treated him last night to now, only a few hours had passed. However, not only did the wound no longer fester, it had actually healed very well.

Initially, he had thought that Yun Zihuang had secretly used some method, or poison, etc.

It looked like it was only because the wound healed too quickly that it felt itchy. The originally bruised and swollen wounds were now even close to the normal skin color of the surroundings. The wound was smooth and the stitches were very good. There was something on a long wound that seemed to be medicine.

He gently touched the wound with his fingertip and felt something that looked like medicine. He couldn't tell what it was when he held it in front of his eyes. There was the smell of some medicine, but it wasn't anything he knew.

"princess ?"

Following the conversation outside, the door opened and Yun Zihuang walked in.

Han Feng was very helpless. He had originally wanted to stop him, but last night, princess personally treated the Prince overnight, allowing him, who had been unable to sleep soundly for many days, to sleep soundly. Furthermore, he had seen with his own eyes that when this princess came out of the study, he was holding onto the half a Soul Devouring Crossbow and looked on with interest as he brought it back to his room. Being able to pull out Soul Devouring Crossbow, this medical technique could be said to be a godly technique. In the face of His Highness saving his life and being inside the Marquis' Mansion, he was too embarrassed to actually stop Yun Zihuang.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

Her beautiful eyebrows raised, her face filled with anger as she glared at Feng Qingxiao.

After working hard for half the night, he finally went back to sleep and couldn't sleep. After sleeping for a while with great difficulty, he remembered Feng Qingxiao's injuries and ran over to check. In the end, they saw the suicidal War God King open the bandage and touch the wound with his claw!

"Put your claws aside for me. If you touch them again, I'll chop them off!"

Outside, Han Feng and the other Iron Guard s were all frightened to death. The only ones who dared to scold their prince in front of them with such a vile attitude and speak to his majesty, were only this Princess Taiping!

"Plop ?"

The guards outside knelt orderly on the ground, bowing their heads and saying respectfully, "This general waits for you to find out your sin, Your Highness, please punish me."

At this moment, they regretted not actually stopping this princess, so much that he had offended the Duke.

Feng Qingxiao glanced at Yun Zihuang indifferently. She was the most unreserved, most shameless, the most unrestrained, and also the most arrogant, most unruly and unreasonable woman he had ever seen.

"Feng Qingxiao, if you don't listen to me obediently, don't even think about me treating you again!"

Let alone Feng Qingxiao's subordinates, even Yun Zhao, who just came in, secretly wanted to raise his hand and wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. In the Tianyuan Kingdom, even the Emperor would not use such an arrogant attitude and speak in such a vile manner when facing the King Jingyuan!

Those who dared to threaten the War God were already dead. Even the Barbarian Clan outside of the North Region hated the King Jingyuan to the bones, wished for nothing more than to feast on his skin and flesh. They were extremely respectful to the War God.

Feng Qingxiao put down her hand, and her beautiful thin lips curled up slightly, as if she wanted to laugh. She had one hand on her waist, and the other hand had a finger extended out, nearly piercing his nose. Her angry appearance was agile and beautiful, and it instantly attracted his gaze.

"It's itchy here."

Everyone held their breath, they could not help but raise their heads to peek, was the Prince explaining to the princess?

Facing the Emperor, how could the Prince, who was disdainful to explain anything, explain to the princess?

"Shut up, this is a pain worse than death. You can even endure it without making a sound, and yet you are still running around everywhere. Such a crappy excuse, yet you dare to say it, do you think I'll be embarrassed to listen to it!? "

He shut his mouth and kept quiet. When he woke up just now, he was exceptionally furious, so he immediately tried to strangle Yun Zihuang. It was just that at that time, he was completely weak and the effects of the anesthetic had not completely disappeared. Fortunately, this was the case, which allowed the Prince of the War God to have time to feel and examine his wounds.

The deadly Soul Devouring Crossbow was pulled out, even though there was still some poison remaining, this life could be considered as saved.

Previously, the reason he let Yun Zihuang detoxify the poison first was because he believed that no one could remove the Soul Devouring Crossbow that was deeply embedded in his chest. With his extraordinary strength, it was only a matter of time before he would be able to recover. Even those deadly poisons would not be able to take his life.

At this time, he naturally understood that not only had Yun Zihuang not done anything to him, he had even wholeheartedly treated him with his entire heart.

"Feng Qingxiao, you better listen up. As my patient, you have to listen to me obediently.

He could not help but laugh, but he had never laughed in all these years. In Yun Zihuang's opinion, even War God King was feeling dissatisfied, and his lips were twitching. Alright, seeing how his mouth was so nice, there was no need to return the favor. Let's just forget about it.

"Speak, do you understand?"

The War God continued to be silent, and she immediately pointed her finger a little, looking as if she was about to poke his nose: "You will never have a good ending going against a doctor, I can come up with a whole bunch of ways to fix you. Be smart and be obedient is your best choice, understand? "Speak to me."

"Just now, you did not allow This King to speak."

Everyone who was kneeling outside nearly fell down because of King Jingyuan's words.

Was this what their prince had said?

"princess, don't forget about the identity of this King Jingyuan!"

Yun Zhao secretly transmitted to Yun Zihuang. Only after she received the reminder, did she recall the legend of the War God in front of her. Looking at his obedient appearance now, her anger also lessened by a lot. "Be obedient."

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