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Chapter 232 After all, it is underestimated

Eventually it turns into tender, white and fleshy skin.

Looking at this scene, even though he was as big as Chen Qishan, he felt incredible... absurdity.

"What the hell is this?"

This was too disgusting, and it brought Chen Mengtian's glare.

Chen Mengtian glared at him, then saw his standing posture, and he couldn't help but show doubt in his eyes.

I heard her ask: "Did you walk like this? Does your legs hurt, and your arms hurt?"

Chen Qishan shook his head expressionlessly, "It's OK, it's not so painful."

Hearing his words, Chen Mengtian stood up and walked to Chen Qishan.

She looked at Chen Qishan's arm that was fixed with a silver needle, and saw that the arm did not look very drooping, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch it.

Chen Qishan stared at her blankly, "What's wrong?"

"Your arm is broken." Chen Mengtian said lightly.

When Chen Qishan heard this, he immediately raised the arm she touched.

But I found that I was free to move and had no problems at all.

Seeing this, Chen Mengtian squatted down without believing in the evil way and touched his leg that was injured by the knife.

But it was found that the wound had healed and only a particularly ugly scar was left.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mengtian squatted on the ground, holding her forehead speechlessly.

She is really stupid. How underestimated the efficacy of Qinglian Spirit Liquid.

Mo Zixuan and Manager Mo looked at each other, and they were both doctors.

But one has practiced medicine for many years, and the other is an apprentice.

They knew too much about what was happening today, and how shocking it was.

If this is spread, the entire Xiliang Kingdom will probably be uneasy.

I'm afraid other countries know about it, but it's also turbulent.

Manager Mo put away the shock in his eyes, looked at Chen Mengtian with a respectful look.

He took the initiative to speak out: "Girl, I, Mo Deye, swear that I will never spread any of the matter today. Please rest assured."

Chen Mengtian put away his hand and turned to look at Manager Mo with gratitude in his eyes.

"Thank you, Manager Mo, but I'm afraid I'm going to disturb you here today."

"It's okay, let the girl ask for instructions if she has something to do."

Chen Mengtian stood up and walked to Zhu Ziyue.

Seeing that the other party's legs had recovered almost, Chen Mengtian took the quilt that was thrown by Manager Mo to the ground and covered him.

But as soon as the quilt touched Zhu Ziyue, he heard the painful sounds coming from him again.

Chen Mengtian completely understood.

During his recovery, no one is allowed to touch, or even anything.

As long as you touch him, your body will suffer unbearable pain.

Chen Mengtian flipped the quilt, revealing her clean side, and directly draped it on Jiang Zebei beside her.

She looked at Jiang Zebei calmly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zebei lowered his eyes, looked at the girl who was one head shorter than him, and slowly reached out to touch his Yuexiong tribe.

"I'm in pain here."

The voice is hoarse, sad, and indifferent.

Chen Mengtian looked at the place he touched, which was exactly where his heart was.

Her body couldn't help but approach the boy and touched his red fruit's chest with her hands.

Jiang Zebei's face was calm, and his eyes looked at Chen Qishan, who was standing beside him, with a blank expression but a pale face.

"It's okay." Chen Mengtian tilted her head, with confusion in her eyes and frowned slightly.

She felt Jiang Zebei's heartbeat with her hands and found that there was no problem.

His heartbeat was much better than his previous condition.
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