"Seventh Prince, do you mind?" Chong Yue suddenly asked Cangran.
"I don't mind." Cang Ran understood what he meant and immediately said that there was no problem.
"Let's do this." Yu Mingshu had no objection to their proposal.
Luo Xinghe woke up with severe pain in his wrist.
The pain was greater than when he broke his own hand bones.
It also surpassed his wife's repeated attempts to restore him.
And this happens to be treatment.
A treatment that reverses the female's mental power and transforms it into healing power.
The tears were purely physiological, and he was still confined to the bed, unable to move at all.
Two S-class males used their mental and physical strength to hold him down.
His right hand, which had been braced and bandaged, was held firmly in the female's hand.
The healing power is infused into the fingertips that touch hers.
All he could do was tilt his head and look at her, unable to even utter a sound of pain.
At that moment, Luo Xinghe finally understood what it was like for those wounded soldiers who were insensitive to anesthesia and still felt pain after being given anesthesia.
Perhaps what he is experiencing now is even worse.
Only when his right hand could move freely again did these people completely loosen their grip on him.
Yu Mingshu, who was about to be exhausted, was hugged by Chong Yue at the first moment.
"Wife...I..."
The extremely embarrassed Luo Xinghe finally regained his voice.
"Shut up, I don't want to hear you!"
Yu Mingshu scolded him harshly.
She doesn't want to pay any attention to a male who is so smart.
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