He walked up to look at the two children again.

"I can cure these two children." He looked up and smiled, his eyes were crescent, "Sister, just lie down and sleep. When you wake up, these children will be almost done."

They did not explicitly say that the people of Xi Kunlun remembered the credit for this matter on Baili Feiyue's head, but it goes without saying that they all think so.

Ling Duannian didn't even go out, so he detoxified the two children here.

Baili Feiyue looked at it for a while at first, and then her ninth brother really made her feel relieved. After yawning twice, she fell asleep in Changsun Wuji's arms and felt at ease.

After all, it is really important for her to fully recover as soon as possible.

The room in the tent was soon quiet, and only the sound of Ling Duannian's actions for the treatment of the children.

After the completion of the work, the child was not allowed to be sent in in person. Ling Duannian held the child who had been detoxified or poisoned, and forced the child to save his life with medicine or silver needles to send him to the door of the tent, and then let the sunset outside send new child in.

The number of these children is much smaller than that of Kunlun slaves who were previously infected with the Gu.

However, these children are much more difficult to diagnose and treat than those Kunlun slaves.

Xiangyang's previous words were not wrong. If it were an ordinary skilled doctor, even if he tried his best to relieve the poison or poison of these children, he would not be able to save their lives.

It can be said that saving their lives is much more difficult than detoxifying them or detoxifying them.

By the time it was dark, Ling Duannian's face turned pale.

Sweat on my forehead several times.

Changsun Wuji Ziyi glanced at him gracefully, "If you feel too tired and can't stand it, then extinguish the fragrant fragrance you previously lit up and call Jing'er to help you."

Ling Duannian's subordinates did not stop and turned their heads and smiled brightly, "What did my brother-in-law say? Sister has a rare sleep, so I will naturally not wake her up."

The hand that Changsun Wuji, which was not suppressed by Baili Feiyue, gently stroked her hair, "You are indeed a good brother."

Ling Duannian smiled brightly again, "My life was saved by Sister, and given by Sister. Without Sister, there would be no one who lives here well today. Whatever I do for Sister is it."

Changsun Wuji chuckled, not saying anything.

Ling Duannian continues to be busy.

Until late at night, the last child Ling Duannian carried him out in person.

None of the people waiting outside left early. Ling Duannian smiled, "Please don't surround this tent for the time being, and please don't make noise. For these children, the Holy Envoy is again affected and needs rest."

The people of Western Kunlun thanked them very much.

Even if he didn't say it, they understood, "We Xikunlun will never dare to forget the great kindness of the Holy Envoy!"

"Just remember what you said today." Ling Duannian left this sentence, and did not say anything more, and went back to his tent.

Then as soon as he walked into the tent, he staggered and fell on the table in the middle of the tent. Then he could no longer help but vomited a mouthful of slightly black blood.

The personal bodyguard who was hiding in a secretly protected him at any time appeared quickly and was about to come and help him, "Master!"

But Ling Duannian was so shocked that he was reluctant to hold up his body in the dark that he was watching. He heard the young man's cold voice, "Don't come here."
Chapter completed!