"It's a bargain." When Su Ruqing went out to decoct the medicine, Jun Feiran flashed into Aohen's room, took out a pill from his sleeve, and popped it silently into Aohen's mouth. The pill that melted in his mouth made him not even have time to refuse.

The originally terrible wounds on the abdomen healed to the naked eye.

Aohen frowned, and his closed eyes also showed signs of opening.

When Su Ruqing came back with the medicine, she saw Jun Feiran standing beside the bed, "He woke up."

After getting out of her body and letting her see the person on the bed clearly, Jun Feiran walked out silently.

Su Ruqing's eyes fell on the person who had opened his eyes. A hungry heart finally dropped and quickly brought the medicine soup to him: "Let's drink the medicine first."

"Su Ruqing, do you like to pretend to be stupid?" Ao Hen said indifferently as he looked at her busy actions coldly.

His arm holding the medicine soup paused in the air, looking at the brown, hot-blooded medicine, Su Ruqing pretended to calmly meet his sight: "Let's scold me when you are well."

Regardless of his angry look, he handed the spoon to his lips: "Take the medicine."

"Get out, it's really disgusting to see you so hypocritical." Aohen said to her with contempt.

Su Ruqing's eyes moved away from the bowl of medicine, and he looked at his cold look with a sign of stiffness on his face.

"You go, you don't need to pretend to be kind here." Aohen raised his hand and took the medicine bowl from her hand, and smashed it to the ground in front of her without hesitation.

The broken porcelain pieces flew up and fell on the ground, and the ground was in a mess. Su Ruqing took his eyes off the fragments, "You have a good rest, I'll cook a bowl of new soup for you."

Without waiting for the reply from Aohen, he turned around and ran out.

When he went out, Jun Feiran, who bumped into the door, didn't care.

Outside the door, Jun Feiran, who was holding his chest with his hands in his chest, looked coldly at the augush in the room. "If you don't want to drink, just roll away from her!"

"What are you? Don't think you're so arrogant after going to a few places." Aohen sat up from the bed.

The wound on the abdomen had long healed in Jun Feiran's pill. He lifted the bedding on his body, walked down from the bed, and walked to Jun Feiran with great strides.

His fist raised and slapped him in the face without hesitation: "Work with labor and capital? Jun Feiran, you lost in your previous life, and you will also lose in this life!"

Jun Feiran turned his head, and the place on his face was quickly red and swollen, looking at the person in front of him mockingly, and stretched out his fist without hesitation: "A remnant soul, how dare you fight with me? With this famous corpse? Anthracene?"

You punch, I punch, fighting without spiritual power is like the most common fight in the mortal world.

After a while, both of them beat each other to the point of bruising and swollen faces, glaring at each other, wishing that the other party would die.

Su Ruqing walked over here with a bowl of freshly prepared soup.

When I felt something was wrong in front of me, I raised my head and looked at the two men who were blocking the road in front of me with a look of surprise.

"You..." Why did you look like this? Su Ruqing forced the second half of the words back, and his eyes turned to Aohen.

Seeing him standing in front of him completely without any damage, he blinked and asked suspiciously: "Have your injuries healed?" "It's a bargain." When Su Ruqing went out to decoct the medicine, Jun Feiran flashed into Aohen's room, took out a pill from his sleeve, and bounced it silently into Aohen's mouth. The pill that melted in his mouth made him not even have time to refuse.

The originally terrible wounds on the abdomen healed to the naked eye.

Aohen frowned, and his closed eyes also showed signs of opening.

When Su Ruqing came back with the medicine, she saw Jun Feiran standing beside the bed, "He woke up."

After getting out of her body and letting her see the person on the bed clearly, Jun Feiran walked out silently.

Su Ruqing's eyes fell on the person who had opened his eyes. A hungry heart finally dropped and quickly brought the medicine soup to him: "Let's drink the medicine first."

"Su Ruqing, do you like to pretend to be stupid?" Ao Hen said indifferently as he looked at her busy actions coldly.

His arm holding the medicine soup paused in the air, looking at the brown, hot-blooded medicine, Su Ruqing pretended to calmly meet his sight: "Let's scold me when you are well."

Regardless of his angry look, he handed the spoon to his lips: "Take the medicine."

"Get out, it's really disgusting to see you so hypocritical." Aohen said to her with contempt.

Su Ruqing's eyes moved away from the bowl of medicine, and he looked at his cold look with a sign of stiffness on his face.

"You go, you don't need to pretend to be kind here." Aohen raised his hand and took the medicine bowl from her hand, and smashed it to the ground in front of her without hesitation.

The broken porcelain pieces flew up and fell on the ground, and the ground was in a mess. Su Ruqing took his eyes off the fragments, "You have a good rest, I'll cook a bowl of new soup for you."

Without waiting for the reply from Aohen, he turned around and ran out.

When he went out, Jun Feiran, who bumped into the door, didn't care.

Outside the door, Jun Feiran, who was holding his chest with his hands in his chest, looked coldly at the augush in the room. "If you don't want to drink, just roll away from her!"

"What are you? Don't think you're so arrogant after going to a few places." Aohen sat up from the bed.

The wound on the abdomen had long healed in Jun Feiran's pill. He lifted the bedding on his body, walked down from the bed, and walked to Jun Feiran with great strides.

His fist raised and slapped him in the face without hesitation: "Work with labor and capital? Jun Feiran, you lost in your previous life, and you will also lose in this life!"

Jun Feiran turned his head, and the place on his face was quickly red and swollen, looking at the person in front of him mockingly, and stretched out his fist without hesitation: "A remnant soul, how dare you fight with me? With this famous corpse? Anthracene?"

You punch, I punch, fighting without spiritual power is like the most common fight in the mortal world.

After a while, both of them beat each other to the point of bruising and swollen faces, glaring at each other, wishing that the other party would die.

Su Ruqing walked over here with a bowl of freshly prepared soup.

When I felt something was wrong in front of me, I raised my head and looked at the two men who were blocking the road in front of me with a look of surprise.

"You..." Why did you look like this? Su Ruqing forced the second half of the words back, and his eyes turned to Aohen.
Chapter completed!