The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 536: In the World of Martial Arts, My Wife Should Be Self-improving (7)

Hearing that the door of the room was closed, Nan Wuyue, who was lying on another bed, slowly opened his eyes.

Because she was only traumatized, Nan Wuyue woke up a long time ago. When he woke up, he saw Luo Qinghuan lying beside Mo Ye's bed. Nan Wuyue chose to close her eyes again without alarming Luo Qinghuan.

It wasn't until Luo Qinghuan left that Nan Wuyue got out of bed and came to Mo Ye's bedside.

After stretching out her hand to feel Mo Ye's pulse, Nan Wuyue found that Mo Ye's injury has basically stabilized, and the external injury will recover soon. However, Mo Ye's internal injury is very serious. If he is not treated in time, he may die Danger.

It's just that Luo Huan is just an ordinary doctor, so how can he heal Mo Ye's internal injuries? It would be great if the Gongsun family of the genius doctor family is still there...

Sighing helplessly, Nan Wuyue lost some internal strength for Mo Ye, but this could only serve to maintain the injury. He gently covered Mo Ye with the quilt, and decided to bring the leader back to the church first. Inside.

He couldn't bear it last night and passed out. Fortunately, Luo Huan didn't take advantage of others, otherwise he and the leader might not survive last night. Thinking that she threatened Luo Huan with a sword last night, Nan Wuyue felt uneasy.

Before leaving, let's talk to the other party.

With this in mind, Nan Wuyue walked out of the room. The sunlight outside was extremely dazzling. Nan Wuyue stood at the door and looked around the small courtyard, trying to find Luo Huan.

Raising a hand to block the sunlight in front of her forehead, Nan Wuyue saw the young female doctor from a distance. She was holding a bamboo basket full of green herbs and was walking in her direction. Luo Qinghuan was arranging the herbs with her head down on the way, and she didn't raise her head until she was about to reach the door.

"You, why are you here?!"

Startled by Nan Wuyue who stood like a statue at the door, Luo Qinghuan took a step back suddenly, her left foot was on the ground and was about to fall down, Nan Wuyue quickly caught her.

While catching herself, Luo Qinghuan also heard the man's groan. He must have torn the wound while trying to catch himself. Luo Qinghuan immediately pushed the man away, put down the bamboo basket and went to check the other man's wound.

There was a long knife wound on Nan Wuyue's chest. After Luo Qinghuan tore apart the opponent's clothes with ease, she saw that Nan Wuyue's bandaged upper body was already oozing blood, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Are you using your internal energy?"

Nan Wuyue was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and nodded subconsciously, only to see Luo Qinghuan glared at him fiercely, took out a red porcelain bottle from her sleeve and threw it on him.

"You're so seriously injured, how dare you use your internal energy? You're really crazy."

After all, it was influenced by the identity of the original doctor. Seeing that Luo Qinghuan, who ignored the injury, spoke a little more harshly, Nan Wuyue not only did not refute, but instead curled her lips and smiled, taking the opportunity to lean towards Luo Qinghuan.

"Is A Huan worried about me?"

"You are an injured patient, so I, as your doctor, naturally need to pay more attention." Luo Qinghuan stretched out her hand, and ruthlessly pushed that smiling face away a little, "Nan Wuyue, you are thinking too much."

"Is that true? A Huan," Nan Wuyue smiled and held Luo Qinghuan's outstretched hand in her palm, "but I feel A Huan's special affection."

"Neuropathy."

For people like Nan Wuyue who are gentle on the surface but romantic in heart, Luo Qinghuan feels powerless, but fortunately this person is still injured, Luo Qinghuan only needs to push him lightly to the side.

After pushing Nan Wuyue away, Luo Qinghuan came to the room. The man in white on the bed was still in a coma. He hadn't woken up since taking Luo Qinghuan's medicine last night. Luo Qinghuan told herself—that is, the original owner She is very confident in her medical skills, it shouldn't take her so long to wake up after taking her medicine.

Pulling the stool to sit by the bed, Luo Qinghuan clasped Mo Ye's wrist with her fingers, closed her eyes and felt his pulse. At this time, Nan Wuyue also came over and stood beside Luo Qinghuan.

Perhaps because Luo Qinghuan saved the two of them, Nan Wuyue had no reservations about her.

"This—this son suffered serious internal injuries, and I am going to take him home for treatment."

"Take it home?" Luo Qinghuan opened his eyes and had already determined the other party's injury, "Nan Wuyue, do you not believe in my strength?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, but that you really can't cure it."

Even the holy doctor of the Devil's Sect is not sure enough. Mo Ye's internal injury has affected his old disease, which is the aftereffect of practicing the devil for too long. Still unconscious.

"It's just the two realms of ice and fire. The internal forces of the two attributes conflict with each other. As long as you take good care of it, it will return to its original state."

"You, how did you know..."

After Luo Qinghuan finished speaking, she put Mo Ye's wrist back into the quilt, turned her head to meet Na Wuyue's astonished eyes, and the corners of Luo Qinghuan's lips curled up slightly, "Now, you should believe me." "

Being able to accurately describe Mo Ye's internal injuries, the person in front of him must not be an ordinary person. Nan Wuyue once again changed her mind about the woman in front of her. She is a beautiful woman who lives alone in the wild mountains and forests with her child, and has medical skills. Now she can even diagnose Nan Wuyue felt that the identity of the woman in front of her was getting more and more mysterious about the old illness of the leader, which made him want to find out more.

"If Ah Huan can cure him, Wuyue will definitely thank him!"

Nan Wuyue clasped her fists in both hands, and knelt down on one knee facing Luo Qinghuan. Luo Qing smiled happily, shook her head, and helped her up from the ground.

"Thank you very much. I have two conditions."

"Ah Huan just say, as long as I can do it!"

"The conditions for me to cure this man's old illness are - first, protect the safety of me and Luo Ran, and second, let me join you."

join them?Nan Wuyue was taken aback, "A Huan, you mean..."

"Such a simple thing should be able to be done, Hall Master Baihu—Young Master Yumian Nan Wuyue!"

"you……"

She didn't expect that Luo Qinghuan already knew her identity, so the leader on the bed also - she always regarded this weak woman as her prey and target, but she didn't expect her intentions to be seen clearly by the other party!

Nan Wuyue's hands on his side suddenly clenched into fists. Under Luo Qinghuan's gaze, he kept a decent smile and said, "Ah Huan is really smart."

This is promised.

Luo Qinghuan smiled knowingly, the various herbs that she went out to buy just now were still at her feet, Luo Qinghuan took out an unknown herb with a deep purple petiole in the bamboo basket, rubbed it in her hands, and stuck it on Mo Ye On his forehead, the juice of the medicinal herb slowly trickled down the man's pale and delicate skin, and finally flowed into Mo Ye's lips.

Seeing this situation, Nan Wuyue held her breath, and quietly looked at the unconscious man on the bed. It didn't take long to see Mo Ye's brows wrinkled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)