Divine Doctor Xiaofei

Chapter 763 Concubine Ai, Inquire About One Thing
"Xuan An." Feng Jinghong called out, clenched his hand into a fist and put it next to his mouth, coughing lightly.

Xuan An rushed in immediately, seeing Feng Jinghong's face pale a little, he was nervous for a while.

"Master!" What's wrong?
"You bid the price." Feng Jinghong pointed to the window, and pulled Luo Qingfeng back.

"Yes." Xuan An replied in a daze.

what happened?
Why did the master start pretending to be sick again?

Uh……

I was wrong, it should be that the master has been ill.

Luo Qingfeng followed him back, leaned lazily on the big chair, and looked at him with a smile.

It is worthy of being a sick child.

It's like the disease comes like a mountain, and this "disease" comes as soon as it is said.

"Aifei, my husband is sick, shouldn't you be concerned about it?" Feng Jinghong covered his chest with his hands, with a hurt expression on his face.

Luo Qingfeng looked thoughtfully and nodded, Xi Shi holding her heart was nothing more than that.

"If you can draw a picture of a beauty, many people will definitely feel distressed." It's a pity that she doesn't have that literary talent.

That's right, a sick prince has been out for a long time, and his body should not be able to hold on anymore.

He pretends to be sick so easily, it seems that he often pretends.

The Ninth Prince, the Phoenix Emperor's favorite, was hit by the cold gu and could not cure it, even if he was cured, he had to continue to pretend that he hadn't.

pet.

Seeing him like this, she even doubted whether this favor was true or not.

Xuan An resisted the urge to laugh, and turned to look out the window.

He heard nothing, heard nothing.

Feng Jinghong walked to her side with a heartbroken look, and leaned against her body.

"My husband is sick." Well, he is sick.

"Miss Ben will not leave you behind." Luo Qingfeng patted his shoulder, showing your relieved expression.

The corner of Feng Jinghong's mouth twitched, and he said seriously: "Ninth Princess, because your husband is sick and injured, shouldn't you show concern?"

This is the correct style of painting, right?
"Ninth Prince, if you are sick or injured, my first reaction is to treat you." Luo Qingfeng shrugged and smiled.

She is a pharmacist, caring about something, not as straightforward as healing.

makes sense.

Feng Jinghong nodded, this is the correct style of painting, but...

"Outsiders don't know if it's not."

"There are no outsiders here."

Feng Jinghong: "..."

The topic seems to be off topic, this is not what I wanted to talk about at first.

"Xuan An, how much is the asking price?" Luo Qingfeng shouted, it was her own elixir anyway, so she should be concerned about the price.

Xuan An almost burst into tears, Miss Qingfeng finally saw his existence.

Are the two of them really okay?Anyway, there is still a big living person standing here, and he has the illusion of being regarded as the background.

"500 million." For a third-grade elixir, this price is astonishing!
It seems that the master has also used Miss Qingfeng's elixir, and her elixir is indeed more effective than others, even if it is the same elixir.

"Oh." Five million.

"According to this trend, it can rise to 700 million." Xuan An continued.

Sixty-seven million, with white fingers rubbing against his chin.

"It's okay." More than expected.

"Concubine Ai, I need to inquire about something." Feng Jinghong leaned in front of her and asked suspiciously.

"What's the matter?" Still need to ask?
"It's also a third-grade elixir, and it's also a kind of elixir. Why is yours so much better than others?" If he was right, it should be that reason.

"You don't know?" Luo Qingfeng cupped his face with both hands.

Seeing Luo Qingfeng's actions, Xuan An froze and turned around mechanically.

He saw nothing, saw nothing.

(End of this chapter)