Miracle doctor cute baby: The black-bellied prince is not easy to mess with

Chapter 180
Qiyue retracted her gaze and raised her head to meet his tangled gaze.

"Close your eyes!"

"Huh?" Ye Ying didn't understand what he meant.

"I want to heal your wounds in a special way."

"So you have to cooperate with me."

Ye Ying hooked the corners of her mouth, didn't ask anything, closed her eyes cooperatively, and by the way did not forget to tease: "You can do whatever you want"

The corner of Qiyue's mouth twitched, "I'm fine, as long as you don't mind my appearance."

While speaking, July took out a scalpel and quickly cut a cross wound on his chest.

The scalpel is very sharp, but Yeying frowned, and Qiyue also drew the same cross wound on her palm. To be honest, it really hurts. Looking at the man in front of her again, Qiyue saw his closed eyelids Except for a slight beat, no emotion can be seen.

The combination of the two cross wounds also forms a connecting medium for the medicine hall in July.

The repairing liquid in Qi Yue's body flowed into Ye Ying's body along the wound, repairing his damaged meridians and blood in just an instant.

Feeling the sudden relief, Ye Ying opened her eyes nonchalantly and looked at the slender hand on her chest, and then at Qiyue who was concentrating on it.

It wasn't until Qiyue received the signal from the medicine hall that he took back his palm and found Ye Ying staring at him.

Now that he saw it, Qiyue had nothing to hide, anyway, he couldn't guess what method he used, at most he was just curious.

Seeing that his wound had healed in July, leaving only a pink scar, she threw him an ointment.

"This is for scar removal and will be gone in three days."

Then he took out an ointment and applied it to his palm.

Ye Ying suddenly grabbed her hand, "Don't erase it, keep it as a memorial."

July retracted her palm, "Ugly."

"I don't dislike it."

"I hate it," Qiyue said angrily and began to smear again.

"Offset my favor for saving you."

Qiyue stopped what she was doing, "Are you sure?"

Yeying nodded, looking at the cross scars on her palms that were exactly the same as his own chest, the corners of his mouth curled up with satisfaction.

The people outside the door waited nervously, Feng Xing stared at the closed door, clenched his hands into fists, tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, since Yeying entered that room, he felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Everyone knew that the people inside were fine, but no one bothered them.

He really wanted to rush in and see what the masked man was saying to Qiyue?But with so many elders in this room, even if he was uncomfortable, he didn't dare to take the risk, so he could only wait silently.

Qiyue looked at the pink scar on her palm unhappily, and clenched her fists tightly. It's not a loss anyway, so just keep it, "Thank you, where is this?"

Qiyue looked at the strange room, and now she has time to look at this place.

Ye Ying suddenly pulled over to Qiyue and put a kiss on her mouth.

Qiyue stared wide-eyed and didn't respond to being attacked by him. Just as she was about to get angry, Ye Ying had let go of her and disappeared into the room.

Qiyue stared blankly at the flapping window, stroked her lips that still had a manly breath on the back of her hand, a blush floated on her little face.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a group of people walked in, all looking out the window following Qiyue's eyes.

"Has that kid gone for a walk?" Old Patriarch Yun asked.

Before Qiyue had time to relieve her blush, her pretty face asked in surprise, "Grandpa? Why are you here?"

"By the way, where is this? Where is my eldest cousin? Is he okay?"

(End of this chapter)