The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Had it not been for her to sneak in today, Yun Ting was afraid that he would keep hiding from her.

"Xiao Qingqing, can this cold poison be cured?" The little fairy shivered unconsciously, and asked with concern.

Continue to stay here, it feels that it is almost freezing to death.

Mu Zhiqing shook her head slightly, "I have never been exposed to such a terrible cold poison, it is like an existence that does not conform to common sense."

She had always had confidence in her medical skills, but when faced with such an unthinkable cold poison, she had to admit that it was completely unheard of.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid you won't believe it at all.

At present, the cold energy released in the entire training room is only a very small part of Ling Yunting's body. If he did not deliberately control it, but released all of these cold energy...

She couldn't imagine what a huge area it would be.

"I can only try to improve it as much as I can. I am afraid it will take a long time to study if I want to eliminate it completely."

Even the common cold toxin requires a lot of effort to expel, not to mention this cold toxin is a hundred times stronger than ordinary cold toxin.

To crack, she couldn't give a definite answer, the only thing she could do was to do her best.

However, with her current strength, it is not easy to resist the erosion of this cold poison.

Hearing this answer, although the little fairy was a little disappointed, it was not surprising.

With such a noble status, I am afraid that the world's famous doctors have already diagnosed and treated him. If it can be cured, it will not be difficult to resist for so many years.

"Then what shall we do now?" The little fairy looked at Ling Yunting who was sleeping and couldn't help but say.

Ling Yunting was in a drowsiness, but the cold inside his body spread rapidly and uncontrollably. Mu Zhiqing's body had already gradually become cold, and a little frost covered the brows.

"Xiao Qingqing, if you continue like this, you will get frostbite."

The little fairy looked at Mu Zhiqing worriedly, even if the vitality in the body was surging quickly, it might not last long.

There was a hint of hesitation in Mu Zhiqing's eyes, but she did not make a decision immediately.

She slowly helped Ling Yunting onto the bed. In a coma, he was less fierce than usual, and his outstanding features appeared more charming.

However, even though he had fallen asleep, his brows were still tightly twisted, obviously still in pain.

Just as when he was awake before, even if he was suffering from unspeakable pain, he still never confided in half...

"It's a pity that there is no heater here either."

Mu Zhiqing looked around, it was too cold here, and nothing could resist this chill.

Even if the heater is placed here, with the terrifying degree of the cold, the fire will not burn at all.

"cold……"

The man's body trembled slightly, and Mu Zhiqing pulled the quilt aside to cover him, but also understood that it was of no avail.

The cold air radiated from his body, how could it be isolated?

"I have to think of a way."

Mu Zhiqing was lost in thought, she couldn't just watch him being tortured by cold toxins like this, even a little warmth could ease it slightly.

If there is no way for a heater to warm up here, would it be better if you put a lot of them to make the entire cultivation room warmer?

Just as Mu Zhiqing was thinking about it, the man put one hand on her yao.