This petty man insisted that Chang Yu had inappropriate thoughts about her, but now he even ate Bai Yichen's jealousy.

Xiaobao immediately agreed, "Peaceful!"

Di Mingjue's face suddenly turned black. He picked up Xiaobao and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Rabbit Deng, you are so intimate!"

This little guy has never been so intimate and kind to himself?

What Bai Yichen? Is he better to Yan Yan and Xiaobao than himself?

Mu Yan was amused and laughed at the big and small eyes when he saw him staring at him, and was about to stop him.

But I heard the rushing footsteps outside the house rushed in.

"Miss, something happened!" Ruyan knelt in front of Mu Yan with a thud, with a pale face, "What happened to Haitang and Haotian!"

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A few days ago, Red Flame Palace.

The huge palace was filled with a rich aroma of medicine.

On the bed, a handsome young man lay on the bed with a pale face, his body full of silver needles.

The muscles under the silver needle kept shaking, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead, showing that he was suffering from great pain.

But after a while, a beautiful woman standing beside her reached out and pulled out a needle, and carefully inserted three.

Just because of this small move, the expression on the young man on the bed was even more painful and trembling even more.

Luo Beiyu, who was standing next to him, was nervously stiff, and his eyes did not fall on the young man for a moment, and anyone could see the anxiety in his eyes.

The young man lying on the bed was the eldest prince of Chiyan Kingdom and the prince Luo Nantian.

And what was treating him was Feng Haitang.

When the last silver needle was pierced, Luo Nantian's body spasmed, and suddenly stood up and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother!" Luo Beiyu rushed over in shock, "Brother, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Feng Haitang stood up and slowly breathed, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Luo Nantian, who was supported by Luo Beiyu, also slowly opened his eyes and smiled weakly at his younger brother, "Xiaoyu, don't worry, I'm much better now."

"Brother, don't be stubborn. If you feel uncomfortable, you must say it out!"

Feng Haitang snorted gently, took out the pill given by Mu Yan before leaving, and handed it to Luo Nantian, "Are you doubting my medical skills when you say that?"

After swallowing the pill, Luo Nantian's face improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, his eyes, which were originally covered with white catfish and as if he was blind, retreated a lot at this time, revealing pure black pupils.

Luo Beiyu didn’t know that my elder brother’s illness had improved a lot, and he was overjoyed, “Sister Haitang, you are so awesome! I doubt anyone, and I can’t doubt your medical skills!”

Luo Beiyu is sincere in this praise.

Feng Haitang didn't have long studied medicine, and he was not as experienced as Dr. Song and others, and he was even far less experienced than Chen Qingfeng's time to learn medicine.

But now, her medical skills have surpassed those of everyone in the Changsheng Camp.

Even the alchemy technique is almost catching up with Chen Qingfeng.

"Doctor Feng, I have been sick for so many years. Even those famous miracle doctors cannot cure them, but you can easily cure them. I really don't know how to repay this great kindness!"

The young man on the bed calmed down and stared at Feng Haitang with his eyes focused on his gratitude and admiration.

The feelings that are pulled back from the gates of hell in the line of life and death cannot be expressed in words.
Chapter completed!