Chapter 72

Hearing this, He Xi was stunned. After a while, he murmured, "you took me to Ouyang's house to cure Ouyang haoxuan?"

"What? You're not sure? " Nangong Yu said with a smile, "if you can't cure Ouyang haoxuan's disease, we'd better go back home as soon as possible. After that, I'll..." There will always be other Yuanyang fruits for you.

But before Nangong Yu's voice fell, Hexi had raised his eyebrows, and her beautiful face was full of wanton confidence and pride: "who are you talking about? I can't cure just the broken meridians? "

The girl dressed up as a teenager said such arrogant words. Her beautiful Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, blooming Silver Purple luster.

That brilliance grabs an eye, the eye is like a whirlpool, the mind of South Temple Yu firmly draws in.

He held out his hand, gently clasped the wrist of He Xi, and asked in a soft voice, "did I send you the medicine yesterday?"

With that, he would lift up the sleeves of Hexi to check.

Who knows that he didn't ask this, but He Xi thought of his miserable experience last night. His face was cold, and he quickly and strongly took back his hand.

"Don't bother. A minor injury is nothing to me. "

That's right. No matter for Hexi in the past or Nalan Hexi in this life, this kind of skin and flesh injury has been used to for a long time. It's nothing at all. She has always been carried over by herself, and now she doesn't need other people's care.

Nangong Yu eyes a dark, want to attack, can look at her stubborn side face, but also sighed, sound into the secret way: "remember, don't reveal your identity of Nalan Hexi, Ouyang family people now hate Nalan family people, if you know your identity, can get Yuanyang fruit is unknown."

He River brow a wrinkly, is about to ask two family's gratitude and resentment is what, South Temple Yu has already lightly said a: "arrived."

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Ouyang house.

In Ouyang haoxuan's room, the doors and windows are closed, and the whole room is filled with a strong bitter and astringent smell, as well as the smell of mold.

The room is full of candlelight, and several valuable night pearls, but because of the lack of sunlight, the room is still dark, with a suffocating sense of depression.

Now, Mrs. Ouyang is sitting on the low couch beside the bed. Her hair is messy, her eyes are red and swollen, and she still has some medicine juice that hasn't been wiped off.

She looked at her son on the bed who had been tortured out of shape, and cried and prayed sadly: "haoxuan, mother, please, how about taking the medicine? If you don't have these medicines, you will soon die of exhaustion of your internal organs. "

Ouyang haoxuan's face was blue and gray on the bed, his beard was scum, his eyes were deep in, and he was full of decadent and dying spirit.

Hearing this, he began to laugh. His voice was hoarse and hoarse, with unspeakable despair: "mother, I beg you too, let me die, OK? So there is no dignity to live, not even the strength to commit suicide, what's the meaning of my life? It's better to kill me and let me die clean! "

Mrs. Ouyang was even more sad when she heard that she was crying. She rushed to the bed, grabbed her son's hand and murmured, "xuan'er, your father has gone to the doctor's Association to find the best prescription in the world. There will always be someone in the world who can cure you. You must not abandon yourself now. "

"Mother, don't deceive yourself any more!" Ouyang haoxuan made a gurgling sound in his throat, like the low cough of a dying old woman. "Even Nalan Zhengze has come to see him. If he can't get a good doctor, he can't get a good doctor at all My life is doomed. Mother, will you let me die? "

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