The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1410 Are you here?
Nangong Yan seemed to be completely silent in his own world, and even his breathing was so weak that he could barely hear it.

His arms hugged her waist tightly, his chin rested on her shoulder, and his whole face was buried in her neck.

Don't tell her that he has always looked like this during the time she was refining the elixir.

No wonder her body was so sore.

"Nangong!" Feng Zhuo shouted.

Xu was the reason why she hadn't spoken for a long time, her throat was a little hoarse, and she couldn't help coughing a few times because of the dryness, and then she slowly relieved it.

However, the person holding her was still in that state.

What exactly happened here?
A look of worry flashed across Feng Zhuo's eyes, she raised her hands, landed on Nangong Yan's chest, and gently pushed.

"Nangong!" She shouted again.

At this time, the person who had been holding her had a little reaction.

The pair of tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and when he felt Feng Zhuo's pushing and pushing, his eyes gradually became focused.

"Little Zhuoer?"

He called out cautiously, his tone full of apprehension.

"En!" Feng Zhuo responded, and said, "Nangong, my whole body is sore from you hugging me, and I can't even move now!"

With a slightly coquettish tone, it seemed that a majestic vitality had been injected into Nangong Yan's body, making him alive instantly.

He immediately let go of Feng Zhuo's hands, hugged her horizontally, and brought her back to the ground.

The ground has already been covered with a layer of soft and thick blankets.

Nangong Yan put Feng Zhuo on the blanket, and began to rub and massage her body.

"Xiao Zhuo'er, are you feeling better?"

His ten fingers were covered with strong spiritual power, through kneading and pressing, it penetrated into Feng Zhuo's body, dispelling the soreness.

"En! It's much better!" Feng Zhuo waited until the pain in his body subsided, then sat up, took out three ninth-grade pills from the divine tower, and said, "Nangong, eat quickly!"

Nangong Yan swallowed all three pills without thinking.

The elixir melted in his mouth, turning into streams of strong spiritual power, rushing through his veins.

Soon, his pale face also recovered a little blush.

However, his breath was still weak.

Obviously, the three ninth-grade pills could not heal his injury.

Feng Zhuo pulled down his hair a little irritably, and said, "Nangong, why doesn't my ability work on you?"

Her ability can restore all tangible things in the world.

If Nangong Yan's body is injured, she can definitely heal it.

As a result, only his skin wounds could be healed.

Nangong Yan was silent, he didn't know how to answer.

Feng Zhuo didn't doubt his silence, but shook his head a few more times, and said: "I actually asked you this question, and you don't know what my ability is! However, Time Mirror should be able to Are you recovering your body?"

"No!" Nangong Yan said suddenly.

Perhaps his voice was a little high, which aroused Feng Zhuo's surprise.

"Xiao Zhuo'er, I told you that if you use too much time mirror, it will be bad for you!" Nangong Yan paused, and then said: "My injury is not serious, it can recover by itself!"

"Ah? Time Mirror can't even heal wounds?" Feng Zhuo muttered with some dissatisfaction.

If it is said that the time mirror is used to resurrect the dead, it is disrupting the order.

However, it is only used to heal injuries now.

Since Nangong Yan's injury will heal sooner or later, she just used the time mirror to make his injury heal faster. Does this also disturb the order?

(End of this chapter)