Ye Xiaonian was also very confused. She had already stopped when she wanted to listen to her master, but so many people were shouting, and she looked at her at a loss.

Feng Xingying shook her head, and Ye Xiaonian could only lower her head and pretend that she could not hear anything.

Seeing that teammates are injured but cannot be treated is perhaps the most painful thing in treatment.

The people behind were still yelling, and their speeches became increasingly harsh.

"What healing master? I won't save you when I die. These brothers and sisters are so unscrupulous."

"That's right, if Wang Dali dies, they will be the murderers."

Luo Shang couldn't listen anymore and scolded: "Shut up, this is Wang Dali's own choice, life and death are nothing to do with others."

Who knew that Feng Xingying was not grateful at all and said with a smile: "I am not only good at medical skills, but also very knowledgeable about poison skills. Who can't make me quarrel with nonsense?

I'm going to be a slut."

Feng Xingying said the clouds are light and the wind is light, and it also has a bit of teasing.

But this sentence is really useful, and no one dares to talk nonsense anymore. I always feel that Mr. Ye Ying's flying needle, like a meteor, would pierce his throat at any time.

Of course, this is just one below three stars. Those who are truly one above three stars will not say such ignorant words even if they understand Wang Dali’s difficulties and choices.

"It's great, the whole world is quiet. Dora, make a pot of tea for the young master and ask for Blood Shadow Tea."

"Yes." Huang Duola jumped and went to make tea for Feng Xingying.

The snow-white petals were washed by hot water and turned the pure and transparent crystal cup completely into blood-red. Only those petals were still pure and snow-white.

Feng Xingying gracefully picked up the teacup, sucked the blood-red tea and gently sipped it into her sip.

Look at Wang Dali, covered in blood, then look at Mr. Ye Ying who is as clean as new as a child, and the blood-red liquid in her hands, and she really feels like drinking blood.

"It's really a monster! It's so weird.

If I were a woman, I would marry him even if I paid for it.” Hou Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Shang's face turned pale and he looked at Feng Xingying angrily, but Feng Xingying said to Huang Dora:

"It seems that Sister Shang is very interested in the flower tea you are under. Dora, give Sister Shang a cup too."

Huang Duola nodded, took out a crystal clear and transparent crystal cup, began to put snow-white dried petals into it, and then added water.

The white petals and colorless pure water, after brewing, the water turned red like blood.

Huang Duola held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Luo Shang politely.

Although Luo Shang's expression was not good-looking, he took the teacup without being outdone and sipped it all with his eyes closed.

"This... is so magical..." Luo Shang murmured to himself.

"Sister Shang, stop keeping it aside. Tell us quickly, how does it feel?"

People are quite strange. While they think Feng Xingying's tea is too evil and bloody, they are also curious about what the tea tastes and whether it has other effects.

Don’t forget that Mr. Ye Ying is a miracle doctor, and Boss Luo Lie guarantees his character.

Feng Xingying was really generous, and he waved his hand: "Dora, make a few more cups of tea. If you want to drink, come and get it yourself. But each person only has one cup, no more."

Huang Duola is worthy of being an orc, and three heads and six arms are the basic skills. This is the abbreviation. In fact, it does not mean three heads and six arms, but the meaning of infinite clones.

At this time, dozens of arms suddenly grew on Huang Duola, each of which took out a teacup and several petals, and then brewed the flower tea at the same time.
Chapter completed!