Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 15 He Wasn't Poisoned

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Bei Mingwu just stared at her. She straightened up and looked at him frankly.

She was a ghost doctor in her previous life.

I dare not say that she can cure all diseases, but she is still sure of 90.00% of diseases.

It's just that this is a different world, and I'm afraid there will be many diseases that she doesn't know about.

Suddenly, her eyes light up slightly.

If so, all the better.

She just took the opportunity to study it.

In her previous life, she was born for medical skills.

In her world, besides family and friends, the only thing she values ​​is medical skills.

Di Wuhen's illness sounds really weird.

"Hey, have you thought it over yet?" Bei Mingwu was a little depressed.

Does she look a lot like a liar? !

"Are you sure you really know how to cure illnesses?" Di Wuhen stared at her gravely.

"King Mark, why don't you give me a chance, if I can help you, it would be the best, but if I can't help you, you won't lose anything." Bei Mingwu smiled lightly.

"This king's body is something you can touch casually." Di Wuhen sneered, his eyes icy cold.

The corners of Bei Mingwu's mouth twitched violently, his expression was speechless.

The daring and dignified scar king has a cleanliness obsession and can't even touch him?

She sat on him that night...

If her blood was useless to him at that time, wouldn't he have killed her long ago?

"If it wasn't for getting back the dagger, I wouldn't bother to touch you." Bei Mingwu raised her eyebrows and said proudly.

Who does he think rarely touches him?
narcissism!
For a moment.

Di Wuhen stretched out his right hand and asked Bei Mingwu to feel his pulse.

Looking at his snow-white skin, Bei Mingwu couldn't help but sigh in her heart, is it really good for a man with such white skin?

After a long time, Bei Mingwu frowned deeply.

Why can't she feel any sign of illness in his body.

At the same time, she can be 100% sure that he is not poisoned!

"You're not sick." Bei Mingwu withdrew her hand and said with certainty.

Di Wuhen frowned, and there was no expression on his handsome face, as if Bei Mingwu's diagnosis had already been expected by him.

After seeing so many doctors, everyone said he was not sick.

But he will definitely have an attack on the fifteenth of every month.

"How long has your illness lasted?" Bei Mingwu asked curiously, staring straight at Di Wuhen.

The man has a suffocatingly beautiful face, thick black eyebrows, long and slightly curly eyelashes, a tall nose bridge, sexy thin lips, and perfect contours. The whole face looks like a masterpiece that God is most satisfied with.

"From childhood to adulthood." Di Wuhen said indifferently, as expected he shouldn't have hoped.

Bei Mingwu took a deep breath.

From small to large!

He is also at least 20 years old now.

In other words, he endured that kind of pain for a full 20 years?

His painful appearance that night suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, he seemed to be enduring the cruelest punishment in the world.

Painful!

"I'll give you blood in the future." Bei Mingwu said frankly with clear eyes.

When she helps him, she helps herself.

"So generous?" Di Wuhen raised his eyebrows.

There was a sweet and charming smile on the corner of Bei Mingwu's mouth, and she raised her voice, "Of course this girl will not do business at a loss. I will provide you with blood, and you will protect me."

"how long?"

"When I am strong enough." Bei Mingwu thought for a while and said.

After all, it is not an overnight thing to practice and advance.

Only when she is strong can she protect herself.

She doesn't want to die!

I don't know if she still has a chance to go back to Huaxia?

(End of this chapter)