In a guest room in Qi Mansion, Youmeng was unconscious on the bed. Qi Miao ordered the miracle doctor under his sect. The two brothers Xu were called together to treat him.

Feng Qiwu sat at the head of the bed, watching the older Xu Wangwen take the vein to the princess.

"How is the princess' injury?" Qi Miaoli asked seriously on the edge of the bed.

Xu Wangwen withdrew his hand and sighed: "The princess's pulse is weak, so it can be seen that the palm is very hurt."

"If this palm is injured on the martial arts practitioner, it may not have much impact." His brother Xu Wenche had just done some inspection and shook his head and said, "But the princess can't do martial arts skills, and her roots and bones are weak. If she receives a palm, it can be big or small."

Feng Qiwu couldn't hear them complaining and sighing, as if the princess was helpless. She burst into flames in her heart, grabbed Xu Wangwen's arm with force, and warned with force: "No matter what method you use, I will save her for me!"

Xu Wangwen was afraid of him, so he respectfully patted Qi Wu's back of his hand to comfort him: "Don't worry, we will naturally do our best."

"Use the best medicine and the most precious supplement." Qi Miao said to Xu Wenche with a calm voice, "All the expenses spent on healing the princess will be recorded in my account."

Xu Wang smelled and bowed to Qi Miao: "Don't worry, two masters, I just gave the needle to the princess. The princess has no worries about her life. She has suffered internal injuries and her body has stagnated blood. If she wants to wake up, it will take some time."

Qi Wu looked back at Youmeng with worry. Her eyes and lips were closed, and she felt a kind of softness that was ignorant of the world, just as quiet as she was sleeping, but her complexion was not good, which made Qi Wu feel distressed.

Qi Miaoyi frowned and looked at the woman, worrying that it was not as obvious as Qi Wu said: "Is there any way to make her wake up as soon as possible?"

Xu Wenche nodded: "Yes, please help the princess who have deep internal skills to use their skills to heal her wounds, and use internal forces to clear her meridians, promote qi and promote blood circulation, which can help her wake up."

After hearing this, Qi Wu did not hesitate at all. He immediately helped Youmeng up, and sat cross-legged behind her, pressing her palms on her back, focusing on using her skills to heal her wounds.

This scene made Qi Miao a little stunned.

The continuous heat flow poured into Youmeng's body from Qiwu's palm. As the blood flowed to the whole body, Qiwu's forehead gradually secreted fine sweat. The continuous exercise caused a lot of internal energy to consume. After being injured by the sword that day, he was already suffering from both qi and blood. Now that he has forced himself to use his internal energy, the wound on his chest is getting more and more painful.

Later, others went out one after another, leaving only Qi Miao and them.

After one hour of exercise, Qiwu felt unsupported, so he had to put his skills away, loosen his palm, and Youmeng fell into his arms.

Qi Miao looked at his reluctant look in his arms and wanted to persuade him, but his tone was inexplicably cold: "You have injuries on your body, don't force yourself."

Qiwu leaned tightly against Youmeng's back, her head tilted, her face pressed against his neck, and he muttered to herself on the top of her head: "I've hurt her."

Qi Miao couldn't help but frown: "What stupid things are you saying?"

Qi Wu's eyes were empty, and it was difficult to curb her inner self-blame: "It was me who made her become like this. I shouldn't have come up with such a risky way. If I didn't discuss it with her, I would use her as bait without permission. I was the one who killed her..."

"I didn't expect her to suddenly run out." Speaking of the scene at that time, Qi Miao couldn't figure it out now, "Then why don't you let someone look at her?"

Qi Wu felt uncomfortable. He asked afterwards when the men woke up. He knew that Youmeng was dizzy because she spread medicine powder, but she insisted on running away, and outsiders couldn't stop him.

Qi Wu roughly understood why she wanted to go out regardless of the risks. She was a little angry with her but couldn't bear to anger her. In the end, she could only make her feel upset: "It's like this dangerous action that we shouldn't take her with us!"

Qi Miao heard the scent of his complaint and suddenly turned black: "Are you blaming me?"

That day Youmeng insisted on coming, but Qi Wu disagreed. Not only did Qi Miao not help but persuade her, but also kept provoking her. Now that she is lying here, how can Qi Wu not complain?
Chapter completed!