The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 553
With a dark face, Mo Shi wanted to walk away.

"Wait a minute, leave the people behind, you're going to toss around, and all the good people will be killed by you."

Before leaving, Xin Lin called out.

If you stay, you stay. Anyway, Lu Yuan's illness is incurable. If people die here, they will only be convicted of their crimes.

Governor Huang waved his hand and left Lu Yuan behind.

"Master Huang."

Poor Lu Yuan was already weak, and was left behind by his teacher. He was distraught, and there was a sweet smell in his throat. He vomited a mouthful of blood, his limbs became stiff, and he passed out.

"Hey, Xiao Xin, come and have a look, this kid is not really dead."

Mo Shi immediately rushed forward, touched Lu Yuan's arm, and pinched Lu Yuan's strong pectoralis major muscle.

Although Lu Yuan is far inferior to Beibei in appearance, but fortunately, he practiced martial arts all the year round, so his looks are not good enough, so his body makes up for it.

"I can't die, this mouthful of blood vomits well."

Xin Lin rolled his eyes, disapproving of Master Mo's way of blatantly taking advantage of others.

Lu Yuan's mouthful of blood was bruised and black, and it was obviously the blood of stagnant qi. After vomiting like this, the damaged heart and lung vessels in his body can be regarded as opened.

Xin Lin motioned for fool Chu to help Lu Yuan up.

Then turned on the Dan wood stove.

Mo Shiben was still muttering, his eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance wafting from the alchemy stove.

"Xiao Xin, what is this? It smells so good."

Master Mo salivated.

(Ma Ma, nest second)
The overlord's egg has also begun to move around.

"Be quiet, both of you, or we won't have dinner."

Xin Lin glanced across, so powerful that Mo Shi and Bawangdan were so frightened that they remained motionless as if they had been frozen.

The moment he turned on the Danmu stove, a voice came from Xin Lin's mind.

In the danmu stove, the steamed fish has been cooked.

The green ones are chopped green onions, the yellow ones are tender ginger, and the eight or nine catties black fish, the meat is clean and smooth, with a fresh and tender pinkish white color, and the soup is milky white without any earthy smell.

Looking at the fish soup, there is still a layer of red pepper powder floating like a cloud of fire.

As soon as the aroma dissipated, everyone in the school doctor's hall felt their stomachs twitch violently.

Xin Lin took a porcelain bowl and took out some fish meat and some fish soup inside.

Lu Yuan was still dying and fell into a coma, but now he smelled the smell of fish soup, his nose moved, and he woke up.

Xin Lin took a mouthful of fish.

In the past few days, Lu Yuan has been unable to eat due to excessive grief.

As soon as the tender fish entered his mouth, Lu Yuan felt his taste buds on the tip of his tongue explode.

The fish melts in the mouth without any fishy smell. The fragrance of green onions and the spicy taste of ginger, together with the taste of several Chinese herbs, blend into the fish and fish soup.

A warm current poured into his lifeless limbs.

Wherever the warm current reached, he felt that his dry pulse was slowly recovering.

"Hey, drink less."

At the side, Mo Shi smelled the fragrance, and his face was full of distress, wishing that he was the one lying on the stretcher right now.

After eating a bowl of fish meat and fish soup, Lu Yuan's pale complexion turned bloody, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

Lu Yuan turned over and sat up, examining his hands.

Although he lost his skill, he had a feeling that all the bad breath in his blood had disappeared.

"In short, congratulations, you have been reborn from the ashes. You just need to choose a suitable exercise, and you will recover soon."

Xin Lin spread out his hands, signaling to everyone what to do, eat!

(End of this chapter)