Although it was painful, the effect was obvious. Soon, the ice in her abdomen melted away and became a mass of air mixed with dragon pulse.
I have to speed up, because the Dragon pulse is too strong, even overbearing. Under such a strong impact, in case of too long delay, Gao Ying will not be able to have a baby.
I hold the fire, and when the air begins to warm, I quickly mention it to Gao Ying's zhongdantian.
Gao Ying screamed, blood gushing out of her mouth.
This is the impact of zhongdantian, hurt the meridians, so the blood from the meridian came out.
As if I had operated on her, I divided the air mass into three parts in her zhongdantian: internal Qi returns to the meridians, blood to the meridians, and the dragon's Qi is temporarily blocked. Only when the middle meridians are gradually connected can I let it go.
Although the dragon's Qi is tyrannical, the middle vein has been basically unblocked, so although it is rampant, it will not be fatal in a short time.
Gao Ying sweated a lot. She was wet. There was blood in her sweat. She turned pink.
I turned and went into the bathroom, turned on the hot water, then took a bath towel and came back to wipe her sweat.
Perspiration is very much. The more you wipe it, the later the bath towel turns red.
She leaned weakly in my arms and squeezed two words between her lips and teeth, "thank you..."
"the blood in this sweat is poisonous and must be washed away for you," I said, "otherwise, you will have scars."
She nodded weakly.
I picked her up and went into the bathroom. I put her in the bathtub and kept draining.
More and more water soon covered her body.
I turned off the water and began to wash her face, neck and shoulders, but I didn't touch them below.
After washing her shoulders, her eyes began to move.
"You wash the rest of your body, including your hair," I said. "I know it's hard for you, but you have to wash it a few times more, so that you don't have any future problems."
"Well," she nodded laboriously.
"Then wash slowly. I'll see your brother." I stand up.
"Master," she frowned.
"What?" I asked.
She was lying in the bathtub, panting for a long time, and said to me, "thank you..."
I smiled a little, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, took the door.
Go back to the study once again, only Gao Yinlong is unconscious on the carpet, and Gao Quan is gone.
I turned and walked out of my study. I came to the bedroom in the west of the living room. Gao Quan was lying on the carpet. He vomited a lot of blood and passed out.
I rolled up my sleeves, picked him up, put him on the bed and checked his condition.
He vomited a lot of blood, but the situation was more optimistic than that of the two girls. The midvein was still smooth, but the divine light was controlled by the pressure of the Dragon pulse, and caused the Chong Jing.
I have a deep understanding of the pain of Chong Jing.
So I pinched my fingers to guide his inner Qi, from the lower to the upper, to fill the middle, and then to the upper, to repair the magic light.
Soon, the divine light broke through the suppression of the dragon's Qi and reappeared.
He shivered suddenly, a black blood gushed out of his mouth, and coughed violently.
"Does it hurt a lot?" I asked.
"It hurt... It killed me..." he said painfully.
"It's OK. The pain will not die," I said. "You can rest yourself. Don't fall asleep. I'll take care of Gao Ying."
He was stunned. "Young master, wait a minute, I......"
I took care of him, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, out of the main room and toward the east room.
Gao Quan smiled bitterly, lying in bed, but closed his eyes.