"No matter what the overall situation or big chess is, it is insignificant compared to the beauty."

"A beauty always comes first to me."

"If the enemy misses it, he will capture it and kill him in the future. If the situation collapses, he will find an opportunity to reset it in the future."

"If you miss the beauty, you will never see it again in your life."

Ye Fan patted Su Xier's arm: "Okay, you also have a good rest, I will protect the beauty."

Ye Fan had just examined her and found that Song Hongyan's condition was basically consistent with what Su Xi'er said.

The toxin is no longer violent, but it is very cumbersome and the treatment will consume a lot of energy and physical strength.

But so what?

As long as Song Hongyan could wake up safely, let alone lying down from exhaustion, even to death from exhaustion, Ye Fan would be happy to do so.

Su Xi'er pursed her lips and said, "Young Master Ye, are you sure you want to give it a try?"

Ye Fan smiled: "If I don't give up and cure it, who else can cure it?"

"Young Master Ye, there is another ancient way to treat Mr. Song: a drop of blood."

Su Xi'er looked hesitant and said:
Chapter completed!