Chapter 397

Strange things happen to fall on Qingxue's palm. The hot temperature makes Qingxue's palm feel piercing pain.

If such a thing is really swallowed into the stomach, doesn't it want to burn a person's intestines through the stomach and rot, and he doesn't want to live?

However, Xia Yu kneeling in front of the attic, even if she felt the strange thing with the hot palm like magma, she didn't hesitate to raise her head, open her mouth, swallow the strange thing in the palm of her hand, and then swallow the strange thing without hesitation in the pain of burning her mouth and tongue.

Immediately, she felt as if she had swallowed a fireball, a scorching little sun.

She can clearly feel that the water in her body is drying up at an unimaginable speed and evaporating from her body.

She saw with her own eyes that her own hands were growing at a terrible speed, from being as warm as jade and green as before, young and full of vitality, to rapidly losing water, slowly covered with green tendons and wrinkles, and becoming like the hands of an 80-90-year-old woman like chicken feet.

The scorching heat in the body and the changes on the body surface make Xia Yu's whole person on the verge of death and extremely weak.

In the attic with low curtains, the sweet and Short Flute sounded again: "do you regret swallowing it?"

The response to the flute sound is Xia Yu's weak but resolute words: "don't regret, Xia Yu will never regret."

"Qingxue is in danger. The life and death of other younger martial sisters are unknown. They are the same sisters as Xia Yu. Xia Yu can't abandon them and live alone. It's like Xia Yu won't abandon her husband and live alone."

After listening to Xia Yu's words, Mr. Yudi in the attic was slightly stunned for a moment, and then sounded the jade flute in his hand again: "you may have thought, maybe, even if you swallow this thing, I may not be able to save sunny snow."

"Even, perhaps, your other younger martial sisters have all died."

"You take off this thing for a sunny snow that may not be able to save life and for a group of younger martial sisters who may have died. Don't you regret it?"

Hearing the sound of the flute, Xia Yu did not hesitate to continue to say weakly: "Xia Yu, although he died without regret!"

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope to save Qingxue, and as long as you haven't seen the bodies of younger martial sisters, Xia Yu will never regret it."

Hearing Xia Yu's words, after a burst of silence in the attic, there was a meaningful sigh.

Then there was no flute, but the curtain in front of the attic lifted again, and another thing flew out of it.

The thing that flies out is a sapphire bottle. The sapphire bottle has a thin neck and a round belly, but it is only one finger in size.

The sapphire bottle fell on Xia Yu's palm, and Xia Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

Because the sapphire bottle just touched the palm of her hand and immediately condensed a layer of white frost in her palm.

I don't know when the temperature around the room has dropped to a very low level.

Seeing the jade bottle, Xia Yu also opened the seal without hesitation, looked up and drank the things in the bottle.

Then one of her faces turned red with blood because of the hot strange thing swallowed in her body. At this time, she just poured the things in the jade bottle into her mouth, and her face turned iron blue in a twinkling.

When she swallowed the thing slowly, she only felt that her throat, intestines and stomach seemed to be frozen for a moment with the passage of the thing.

Then the cold things in the jade bottle collided with the hot strange things swallowed before.

When the scorching heat hits Sen Han, it is as if the cold ice feather meets a fire, which makes Xia Yu feel as if he is in 18 layers of hell and is suffering countless long lives.

Such pain made life worse than death. Even Xia Yu couldn't help but hum bitterly, hit the ground with his head and scratched the ground with his fingernails.

Fortunately, before that, it seemed that the people in the attic had been prepared and arranged the array to isolate the sound in advance, which didn't disturb the rest of the inn.

However, the sound isolation array is obvious and has no defensive effect.

Because, seeing the painful summer rain, I don't know why. Suddenly, it becomes powerful. Every time my forehead hits the ground, it will hit the very strong ground into a deep depression.

Every time Xia Yu couldn't help scratching the ground with her index finger, she would leave startling deep marks on the ground, as if her fingernails were a powerful weapon to cut iron like mud.

You know, just before Xia Yu's every effort to kowtow, she could only make a banging sound. The most shocked Inn floor trembled slightly and dropped some dust, which could not cause any damage to the ground. Instead, she broke her own forehead and made her blood flow and skin. It was miserable.

Xia Yu's heart rending pain came fast and went no slow. In a twinkling, it disappeared.

It's incredible that the body became skinny and almost frozen because of the two things swallowed in the stomach. At this time, it actually recovered its previous appearance.

The hands are as tender as green, dexterous and full of vitality again, and the whole body is rejuvenated. In addition to vitality, it can even be said that this rejuvenated vitality is better than before.

Even Xia Yu's forehead, which had been broken, was restored at this time. There was no scar and blood. His face became more beautiful and refined than before, and a touch of moving demeanor loomed.

Feeling the change of her whole body, Xia Yu didn't have the slightest joy and excitement on her face. She still knelt quietly in place and looked at the attic in front of her without saying a word.

Finally, in the exquisite and elegant attic, a short and pleasant flute sounded again: "this is the reincarnation pill you want. I was prepared for myself, and I have only this one."

"Since you are my disciples and you want to use it to save Qingxue, take it."

As soon as the flute fell, the curtain in front of the attic was lifted again, and a round jade box flew out and fell into Xia Yu's palm.

When she saw the jade box in the palm of her hand and the side of a box, there were three small characters of huishengdan. When she heard the meaning of the flute, Xia Yu's expression of pain and struggle appeared again on her face. Finally, she didn't say a word, but knocked three heads against the attic in front of her. Then she stood up, pushed the door and rushed out to the nearby Huangyang restaurant.

And in the hall on the second floor of Huangyang restaurant.

Sitting at the head of Duke Huang, sun Yaoting listened to the words of the young man who came with Doctor Yang. Finally, he couldn't bear it and said, "the little doll's home decoration model was made. I thought it was a bit of a Taoist priest and played a decent house."

"Since you can't cure it, you'd better step aside and ask your grandfather, an old miracle doctor, to help the patient."

"Since your medical skills are still poor, you'd better not come out and mention people for treatment in the future, so as not to smash the gold lettered signboard polished by your grandfather for decades."

Then he looked at the rickety body without saying a word and the old doctor Yang standing in place said, "old doctor, this time, I have to ask you to make a diagnosis for the patient."

"If you need any reward, just mention it. Our Beihai escort agency will not treat you badly."

Who knows, after listening to sun Yaoting's words, old doctor Yang, who was bent like a shrimp, suddenly straightened up. His eyes were as deep as a deep pool. He stared at Sun Yaoting opposite, the chief escort, then opened his mouth, revealed a white tooth and said: "Sorry, I can't do it. Please forgive me, sir. There's nothing I can do about the patient's illness."

Hearing the other party's words, sun Yaoting suddenly looked a little ugly. He never thought that even a broken doctor who became a miracle doctor in a remote area dared to contradict himself years ago when Beihai escort agency declined.

He couldn't help looking at the opposite Doctor Yang and asked, "what does old doctor Yang mean? Are you dissatisfied with someone sun or with my Beihai escort agency?"

Who knows, after hearing sun Yaoting's obviously unhappy words, old man Yang still shook his head lightly, and then calmly said, "the reputation of Beihai escort agency has been heard by the old man many years ago."

"However, the old man thinks that Beihai escort agency belongs to Beihai escort agency, and medical affairs belong to medical ethics."

"The old man is talking about medical ethics with lead escort sun now. What did lead escort sun tell me about Beihai escort agency? The old man is a little puzzled?"

"Now the old man can only say that my strange grandson, the suckling little guy in front of you, is far better than my grandfather."

"Since he has just checked the patient's condition and given the final diagnosis, he believes that the patient is terminally ill and has no way to recover."

"The old man thinks you'd better prepare for the patient this morning. You don't have to do other things. Even if you do it, it won't have any good results."

With that, the old man shook his head at the people. Happily, he was not afraid of the obvious anger of the people from top to bottom of Beihai escort agency. He was supported by his grandson again and walked towards the outside of the hall on the second floor without looking back.

Zhang Heng found that from beginning to end, in the very short time he entered the hall, old man Yang didn't see the fine snow around him.

Seeing old man Yang and his grandson walking out of the hall without looking back, the faces of Huang Gong and sun Yaoting, and the faces of all the others in the hall, became a little dim.

Then Huang Gong took a look at Sun Yaoting and others and suddenly said, "I'll take care of miss Qingxue's future affairs."

Then he ordered his subordinates to set up a mourning hall in the hall on the first floor to prepare for the burial of Yiying.