Chapter 217

Seeing Lu wanchu at that moment, Fu Yi's thin lips were slightly hooked, which seemed to be some joy.

"Mr. Fu!"

Mo Qing opened his mouth with joy, Fu Yi nodded faintly, then closed his eyes painfully, the pain hit again, and the violence made him crush an ice in the water directly.

The Fu family curse is very strange. If people's will is slightly fragile, they will be controlled by it and commit heinous crimes.

The person who curses not only wants the Fu family to suffer, but also wants the Fu family to become sinners. Fortunately, the Fu family has always had a strong will and has never committed a sin.

"Miss Lu, what should we do now?"

Mo Qing immediately looked at Lu wanchu and asked what to do next.

"Mo Qing, you go out first and let me treat you here."

Fu Yi's illness is not suitable for outsiders.

"But... Miss Lu, can you do it alone?"

Lu wanchu nodded.

Fu Yi, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "go out, I believe her."

In this world, no one believes in her more than him. If she can't cure him, no one has the ability to cure him again.

Mo Qing no longer hesitated and turned to leave, "Miss Lu, I'm right outside. You can call me if you have something."

Lu wanchu nodded. Mo Qing closed the bathroom door and quietly guarded outside.

Lu wanchu took out his silver needle bag and put it aside. His eyes fell on the back of Fu Yi's head, "take off your clothes."

Fu Yi's body moved slightly, his scarlet eyes opened, looked back at Lu wanchu, and his lips were slightly hooked, "there's no strength."

With her, it seems that the curse will recede. He still has the strength to joke with her.

Lu wanchu, "..."

Without talking nonsense with Fu Yi, Lu wanchu held out his hand. It was not the first time to take off his clothes anyway. For the sake of his being a patient, she could not care. It would be strange if she didn't clean him up at ordinary times.

Fu Yi's shirt was taken off by Lu wanchu. Regardless of the perfection of his figure, Lu wanchu directly took out several silver needles and ran the power of spirit to pierce Fu Yi's back and chest.

As early as the beginning, she thought of several ways to treat Fu Yi. Later, she inadvertently cured Fu Yi. Now that he is ill, she has some responsibilities. Even if she doesn't want to be with him, she has to.

Fu Yi put his hands in the bathtub, his deep scarlet eyes slightly opened, and looked at Lu wanchu who was seriously treating him in front of him.

She never knew how beautiful she was when she was serious, and he was attracted by her.

Never had a woman caught his eye.

Since childhood, because of the curse, he had little contact with the outside world and almost never talked to anyone. If someone dared to commit it to him, he would never be merciful. Jiang Yucheng could not be more cruel than him.

Later, when he met her, his empty heart was finally filled, and the cold darkness outside also had color.

He ignored the pain brought by the curse and expected to be with her, but later learned that it was just his extravagant hope.

At the moment when the silver needle pierced, the body churned out severe pain. Even Fu Yi, who was strong in willpower, almost couldn't control it.

"Ah..."

Fu Yi clenched his fists, suddenly grabbed Lu wanchu's hand and fastened her. Feng Mou tightly locked her, as if to devour and tear her.

"Fu Yiyi, control yourself and you'll be well soon."

The disease came suddenly and eagerly.

When he was ill, his body seemed to have magma exploding, so she would use ice to control the heat in his body, and then use the abundant spiritual power in his body to control his disease.