Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu looked down and said: "Okay, just like this! You look at the place where you are, if you have a hot and cold sweat in the middle of the night, you will wake me up." After she confessed, she shut it down. Shimen.

She took off her coat and lay down on the bed, snoring and looking at the roof.

I thought that tonight, I would be mentally prepared with the Mozambique first-class house. Who knows, the good atmosphere interrupted Murong Yixuan, and it was also from the Xuanyuan Empire in the middle of the night. This night is really Tired enough, the mood is high and low, very sour.

Although it was a strange place, but because of the exhaustion of the body and the deepening of the night, I fell asleep.

Outside, Murong Yi Xuan guarded the bed of his master, and the big stone in his heart finally put down half. I wanted to be brought here by his master, and it was almost impossible to change the fate of his life.

If it wasn’t because he met his master, maybe he didn’t know where he was wandering. Master respected him for his re-creation. Although he was a teacher and a teacher, he was better than his father and son. He pointed out that he practiced, and he was strict and harmonious. He really couldn’t imagine that if there was a Feng Jiu in this time, it would be What is the consequence?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he didn't go to rest, until the doctor who had left before came in with a good medicine, he only fed him a little medicine.

Because his master is comatose, the whole bowl of medicine is only about half a bowl, and the doctor did not go to rest. Because the doorkeeper confessed that he left behind, so the two sat on the bed and watched. , pay attention to the situation that has not been said by Feng Jiu.

In the middle of the night, it was normal. However, when I saw him in the middle of the night, it seemed that I was not quite right because of his teacher’s respect. The body did not say anything, but also braved the cold sweat. It seemed to restore some consciousness, and the brow was tightly twisted.

So in the middle of the night he rang the stone house where Feng Jiu rested: "Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu, you can get up and see, my master is hot and cold, and Feng Jiu..."

Feng Jiu, who heard the sound, could only climb up from the bed, put on the clothes and walked out of the door to show him the master...

Until the early morning, a ray of light slanted from a window in Dongfu, and fell on the bed where Feng Jiu rested. She rolled over and lazily, pulling up the quilt and continuing to fall asleep.

She barely slept last night, because she didn't sleep long after she was asleep. She didn't return to the room until the day was bright. At this time, the outside was quiet, and she just wanted to take a moment to raise her spirits.

However, when she arrived in the middle of the day, she was woken up again.

"Feng Jiu, I have some porridge, you can get some food!" Murong Yixuan shouted outside, and there was a trace of exhaustion in his eyebrows that he had not slept overnight.

In fact, for the immortal, there is no feeling that there is no rest for one night. However, he is worried, and his natural mood is different and he is more likely to be exhausted.

Feng Jiu sighed and climbed up. After washing, he opened the stone door and went out to sit down at the stone table outside.

"I made people lick some porridge, use Lingmi, tastes good, you try it!" Murong Yixuan gave her a bowl and handed her double chopsticks to her: "There are a few side dishes. ”

"Yeah." She was also polite. She took a sip of the porridge and then ate some small dishes. After the breakfast had not been eaten, I heard the outsiders coming again.