Medicinal Immortal

This night is destined to be a sleepless night. Even if the crisis is lifted, even if the calm is restored after witnessing the incredible things, the shock caused by this night will still linger in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Among the Tang family, thirty students surrounded Tangning's courtyard, looking anxiously inside, worrying about Master Tang's body. When they heard a voice from behind saying that the doctor is coming, everyone quickly gave way.

"Doctor, hurry up, go in and have a look!" Tang Xiao led the doctor into the room. As soon as he entered inside, he saw the Night King sitting beside the bed and said quickly: "Night King, the doctor is here, let the doctor help Ning First look at the injury."

Mo Ye glanced at the doctor who was hurriedly pulled over, and saw that his hat was crooked, he was carrying a medicine box on his back, and he kept a stilted moustache. The whole look looked unreliable.

"Her injuries can't be cured by ordinary doctors. As for the injuries on the chest, let Xingtong come in and help her with medicine. I will deliver spiritual energy for her to heal her injuries." He said in a calm voice, with a cold expression on his face. The strands are stiff.

When the famous Qingyun City doctor who had just been pulled in heard what he said, his two-character Hu couldn't help shaking.

Ordinary doctor...

At any rate, he can be regarded as a well-known doctor in Qingyun City. When the Night King speaks, he is just an ordinary doctor. However, he seems to have a reasonable point, and he has no guts to even say a word.

Tang Xiao was taken aback, looked at his daughter on the bed, and then at the doctor who was pulling him. Then he looked at the night king and said, "Ning'er's wound seems to be not shallow. Let the doctor take a look first! Let Xing It’s not too late to apply medicine to the pupil."

The doctor is here, other things may not be good, but the wounds caused by this kind of sword should be no problem.

The doctor was about to answer, when he saw the night king's gaze coldly glimpsed, he was swept away by that gaze, he could not help but wipe the sweat oozing from his forehead, stammering: "Tang, Patriarch Tang..."

Seeing this, the star pupil on the side said: "I have learned how to deal with wounds from the master, so why don't I help the master clean up the wound and dress up the medicine!"

Seeing the doctor's nervous look, Tang Xiao nodded: "It's okay, then you can help her stop the bleeding and apply the medicine first."

"Patriarch Tang." Mo Ye called.

"Night King, what's the matter?" Tang Xiao looked at him and asked.

Mo Ye looked at him and said, "I just saw that Dean Tianlong was seriously injured. As the host, Patriarch Tang should have a look." Afterwards, he glanced at the doctor again and said, "Take the doctor. And take it over to show him!"

"But Ning'er is here..."

"She has me here. When Xingtong helped her stop the bleeding and bandage the wound, I want to heal her, and others can't bother her here." Mo Ye's voice was low and indifferent, but it was a matter of course. Tang Xiao's mouth twitched.

Others...

Is he a stranger?

Glancing at the expressionless Night King and seeing him still holding his daughter's hand, Tang Xiao frowned and said: "Night King, men and women are not married, you are like this..."

"Patriarch Tang is worrying too much. In my eyes, she is just a little monk." While speaking, Mo Ye glanced at Tang Ning, who was in a coma, and said nonsense with his eyes open, which was really convincing.

Tang Xiao glanced at his daughter's little bald head, and instantly compromised: "Well then! The little girl will trouble the Night King here."