Chapter 150 Take Your Time

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"Pure Yang True Fire can also restrain corpse poison?" Wang Yan looked slightly surprised. As for the power of the Holy See's exercises, Wang Yan has also seen it before. But I didn't expect that Chunyang Zhenhuo's evaluation was not low. No wonder, Uncle Pao can become a master on par with the Pope of Light.

Dr. Gong held up his glasses and said to himself: "Of course, corpse poison is ever-changing, but in essence it is nothing more than a combination of biological toxins and germs. Pure yang and real fire are strong and yang, so of course it can be restrained." .If you are willing to cooperate with the treatment of Wuya Ange, she will recover soon."

"Cooperate with the treatment? Of course there is no problem." Wang Yan agreed without hesitation. Although Wu Ya'ange is a bit devilish, since she joined the China African Bureau, she has always taken good care of herself and trained very hard.

If it weren't for her spare no effort, how could she improve so fast?

Wu Ya Ange on the hospital bed showed a hint of comfort and sweetness in her eyes, she threw a wink at her, it seems that my sister didn't love you in vain.

subsequently.

After receiving careful training from Physician Gong, Wang Yan held Wu Ya An Ge's soft little hand, and began to try to infuse pure Yang Qi into her body.

Because it was the first time to do such a thing, Wang Yan seemed very unskilled in his business. His face was flushed with anxiety, and sweat appeared on his forehead. Pure Yang Qi is always lingering outside, unable to enter through the door.

That Wuya Ange, who had always eaten Wang Yan up, said in a coquettish and coquettish voice, "Take your time, it's like this for the first time. Slow down, be gentle..."

Wang Yan's eyes darkened, what tone is this? Those who know the situation understand that this is using pure Yang Qi to detoxify her. Those who don't know the situation thought they were doing something bad in this infirmary.

My heart was in a mess, I was too anxious. A stream of pure yang energy condensed in Wang Yan's body pierced Wu Ya Ange's palm, pouring into her body like a river bursting its embankment.

"Hmm~ah~" Wuya Ange yelled again, but this time she was clearly not pretending. Instead, she really felt the scorching sun-like breath in her meridians, flesh and blood, and even the severe tearing pain caused by the rampage in her bones.

Hot!

Every inch of her skin and flesh was burned, as if she was in a hot melt.

Sweat surged out of her pores and gathered into bits and pieces of sweat, which soaked her black tights, outlining a wonderful figure with exquisite curves and intriguing imagination.

Wu Ya Ange's white teeth hastily bit her fragrant lips, her forehead was full of sweat, and strands of wet hair stuck to her forehead. At this time, even though her willpower was strong, she couldn't help making a suppressed sound. The delicate body lying on the hospital bed writhed endlessly.

sweat! Feng Yuande, who was still under supervision by the hospital bed, hurriedly dragged Dr. Gong out of the ward. After closing the door, he said with a little worry: "I remember that when Lord Yanzun passed on some yang energy to his endangered wife, it was mouth to mouth. Using the palm of your hand... will there be no accidents?"

Doctor Gong shrugged and said helplessly: "Old Feng, now we advocate a harmonious society, and we are only allowed to write until we hold hands. If you use mouth to mouth to cross the yang energy, you will be reported and blocked. It is not easy for him to write a novel to support his family. We can't." Such a trick to him."

"Oh, that's true!" Feng Yuande said with sympathy on his face, "It's not easy for the current author to make a living. Later, I decided to go to the genuine edition to support Lao Ao. Anyway, with his turtle-like hand speed, a month It doesn't cost a lot of money."

"Mr. Feng is really kind." Doctor Gong said with admiration, "Inspired by Mr. Feng, I decided to go back and reward him with 100 starting coins." (Lao Ao burst into tears, I am really grateful to you two .)

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"Hiss~" At this time, Wuya Ange was so painful that her delicate body arched up from the hospital bed. The skin has taken on a faint crimson color. Apparently, Wang Yan's pure yang energy has been completely detonated in her body.

The corpse poison that was raging in her body before was completely disintegrated before it lasted for a few seconds. The corpse poison engulfs the dead cells and is discharged through the capillary pores.

Before those stains had time to scale, fiery flames rose from Wuya Ange's pores. Those flames gathered into pieces, and in the blink of an eye, her clothes, hair, and stains were all burned up.

For a long time, or over-cultivation, or some dark wounds that have not healed. Under the tempering of the pure yang fire, it gradually disappeared without a trace, smooth and crisp.

"Aww~!"

Under her passionate and ecstatic moan, she seemed to have lost all her strength and was paralyzed on the hospital bed. There was a blush that never faded on the pretty face without hair, and her delicate body trembled slightly like a conditioned reflex.

Wang Yan also seemed to have been exhausted, so he withdrew his hand and quickly pulled a sheet to cover her. Only then did he sit on the ground with limp limbs. He was dressed in sportswear and was soaked through with sweat. His face was extremely pale, as if he had been squeezed out of his body.

Even if he wanted to lift his finger, it seemed that he was trembling slightly without hesitation.

"Don't do it, I won't do this kind of thing again in the future." Wang Yan's mind was full of this thought, and his heart trembled again and again.

At this time, Doctor Gong hurriedly opened the door and entered, helping Wang Yan to the escort sofa. With a slight reproach on his face, "Didn't I warn you before? You must pay attention to the scale! Your input is too violent, and I dare not stop it even if I want to." He is telling the truth, if he forcibly stopped it in the middle of the process just now. Not only is it useless, but it will also harm both of them.

Feng Yuande also rushed in after him, his face full of concern. Wang Yan is his treasure, once something goes wrong, he has no place to cry.

But Wang Yan didn't have the strength to answer him now, he was lying on the sofa weakly. Doctor Gong didn't need to scold him, he knew very well that he was using too much force.

Doctor Gong took a bottle of high-protein drip, and asked Wang Yan for a dose of C+ grade inner alchemy essence. After the fusion, a needle was inserted into his arm and he was given an infusion.

"Take a good rest and rest your mind." Doctor Gong's voice was very soft, as if he could lure people into sleep without knowing it, obviously he used the skill of mental hypnosis.

Wang Yan's mental strength is very weak now, and his resistance is even more unbearable. As soon as his mind became dizzy, he just fell asleep.

Before going to sleep, he seemed to vaguely hear the conversation between Dr. Gong and Feng Yuande.

"Xiaogong, is Xiaoyan okay?" Feng Yuande's voice was a little nervous and worried.

"Fortunately, he has a strong body, and this time he was a little bit weak." Dr. Gong explained, "But the problem is not serious, add more nutrition, and he will recover after a period of rest. But I have to warn him in the future, Chunyang Qi is his foundation, if it is consumed too much in a short period of time, it will damage the foundation."

"Where's An Ge?" Feng Yuande asked again with concern. To him, every member of the East China branch is like his family. Losing any of them is an unbearable pain.

"Miss An Ge is a blessing in disguise." Dr. Gong put on his glasses and said in amazement, "The pure yang energy is really amazing. The corpse poison in her is very difficult, even if I spend several days to help her get rid of it. The corpse poison has invaded the body for too long, and it has already caused a lot of irreparable damage to the body. Now, entrusting Wang Yan to take it, not only helped her detoxify the corpse poison without damage, but also helped her thoroughly wash the marrow and cut the hair, and the benefits obtained The magnitude is incalculable. Maybe she can successfully break through the C+ level that has stuck her for a long time."

"Woo~" Feng Yuande breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard the words, "It's fine. I don't hope that she can break through to the field level, after all, the field level is a big hurdle. Whether she can break through or not depends on herself insight and luck."

"The child's life experience is a bit pitiful. She has always been used to closing her true self. Sigh~ If there is something wrong with her, I will..."

Wang Yan heard the following words vaguely, not too clearly, and fell into a deep sleep flickeringly.

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Time passed by every minute and every second.

Outside the infirmary of the unit, there were only two nurse girls on duty sleeping soundly on their desks.

In the ward, the lights were very dim.

Wuya Ange, who had been in a coma all along, seemed to experience some wonderful changes around her body.

The originally obscure lights suddenly dimmed, and strands of black aura rolled out. They are intertwined with each other, entangled, and finally condensed to form a black mist as thick as ink.

The black mist enveloped the entire ward like night, making it so cold that you couldn't see your fingers.

Wuya Ange on the sickbed, with a bald head on a pretty face, unexpectedly had stubbles of short hair miraculously. As if nourished by the black mist, those short stubble hairs grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just over ten minutes, Wuya Ange's hair, which had been completely burnt, grew back. Surrounded by the surging black mist, a full head of jet-black hair is suspended coolly.

The thick and boiling black mist, automatic without wind, and the long hair fluttering like silk, fully show the meaning of demonic teeth and claws. Wuya Ange, who closed her eyes tightly, looked like a peerless witch from the dark hell.

Suddenly! Her eyes slowly opened, bright and bright like a pair of stars in the dark night sky. With her as the center, the black mist gradually began to spin, getting stronger and stronger, and finally seemed to form a black hell storm.

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