Wei Jie frowned unhappily and was about to speak, but Qing Chen readily agreed, "No problem, no problem. Then my prince will have to trouble Miss Feng."

Then, he didn't dare to look at Wei Jie and turned away quickly.

Feng Yan watched this scene happily and silently gave a thumbs up to this handsome guy named Qingchen.

As for His Highness the Phoenix King, she just glanced at him indifferently, "Please stretch out your arm, Your Highness. Let's not waste each other's time. Let's get started!"

Wei Jie, who was originally a little dissatisfied, suppressed his anger after hearing these words and reluctantly put his wrist on the square table.

Feng Yan looked awkwardly at the skin, which was more delicate than that of a woman. She snorted coldly, took out a silk handkerchief, covered it, and then began to take the patient's pulse seriously.

Wei Jie was no longer surprised by her behavior. He was naturally happy and relieved that someone took the initiative like this.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Yan withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then immediately showed her professionalism and said softly, "Your pulse is still unstable, floating up and down, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. In contrast, the poison in your body is not worth mentioning. So, I will detoxify you first. As for the rest, I think you have made up your mind, so I won't teach you how to do it here."

Then, without giving him time to speak, she continued, "The poison I fed you a few days ago was not completely ineffective. It was fighting poison with poison, but that's all. Although the process was torturous, you saw the effect yourself."

Wei Jie frowned and looked at her. Effect? ​​Making him vomit blood, feel frightened, and feel nauseous is the so-called effect?

Feng Yan didn't even look at him. She fiddled with her medicine box and motioned for him to lie down on the couch.

Wei Jie suddenly had a bad feeling, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't you want to detoxify as soon as possible? Of course it's acupuncture. Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, take off your clothes, today we're doing acupuncture from the front."

After more than ten days of tossing and turning, there was little poison left in Wei Jie's body. However, because the poison was located in relatively complex acupuncture points, it had to be treated with the most mentally demanding acupuncture.

Feng Yan didn't want to do this because every time she used silver needles, she had to go through a three-day recovery period.

This was the second time she had used the silver needle for this man.

Last time it was poisoning, this time it was still poisoning.

How did this damn man get involved with drugs?

Suddenly, the temperature around dropped a lot. Feng Yan paused. Even without looking back, she knew how ugly Wei Jie's face was at this moment.

In fact, Wei Jie's face was indeed terrifyingly cold.

Forcing him, the king of a country, to undress in front of a strange woman would be more painful than killing him.

Therefore, when Feng Yan turned around and looked at him, Wei Jie's cold voice rang out: "Woman, are you so hungry?"

Feng Yan suspected that she was hallucinating. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the arrogant man in front of her in disbelief. She swallowed hard and said, "Man, can your brain be any more dirty?"

Before Wei Jie got angry, Feng Yan tried her best to maintain her expression that was about to collapse: "I will reiterate one last time, I don't have to cure this poison. If you want to cure it, do it. If not, leave."

Just as Wei Jie was about to raise his hand to slam him, Qing Chen's voice rang out from outside: "Your Majesty, a secret letter has arrived from the southwest. There are important matters to be dealt with in ten days."

This indirectly blocked Wei Jie's words from refusing.

Wei Jie looked at Feng Yan expressionlessly. It was hard for him to imagine how a grown man like him could take off his clothes in front of her.

This is a matter of face, and he can't help but think about it.

Feng Yan was not someone who didn't know how to adapt. Seeing this, she quickly pulled off a square scarf and covered her eyes with it. Then she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Wei Jie: "I wonder if King Feng is satisfied with this?"

Wei Jie looked at her deeply.

If she could do this, it would be difficult for him to...

After a rustling sound, there was no more sound. Obviously, someone was ready.

Feng Yan heard the sound of a broken bridge and walked over carefully carrying the medicine box.

Unexpectedly, a square stool under her feet tripped her. Due to the unstable gravity, she was about to pounce on someone. Wei Jie jumped up quickly and supported her rushing body.

The masculine scent that hit me was mixed with his deep voice.

"Are you okay?"

Although the voice contained a bit of contempt, Feng Yan still followed the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble when it comes to work, and shook her head lightly: "Thank you, I'm fine, please adjust my position, we will start now."

Wei Jie moved the angle of the stool below for her before she lay down flat.

Feng Yan touched his arm, determined the basic position, and nodded at him, "Okay, we can start."

Such confidence made Wei Jie swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

However, when his sharp eyes were fixed on the pair of white and tender hands that were touching him, the displeasure in his cold eyes became more and more obvious.

This woman...

So shameless!

Wei Jie is awake now, so Feng Yan would not use the ice needles that Feng Chi used. What she pierced into his body were just ordinary silver needles.

Since the acupuncture points cannot be seen with the eyes, they can only be felt by touch. Under such circumstances, such strange conversations are inevitable.

"Hey!" Where are you touching?

With a "snap", someone's threatening voice rang out, "You try going down again?"

"Woman, are you a woman?"

…

Every time she encounters such an embarrassing situation, her reaction is like this.

"What are you afraid of, my lord? Can I eat you?"

"Your Highness, I am wronged. Could it be that I am taking advantage of you? I can't see with my eyes. If you don't let me touch it, how can I find the acupuncture points?"

"If Your Majesty is worried that I might touch something I shouldn't, wouldn't it be enough for you to just block it with your hand?"

"I really don't know what you are afraid of. In the eyes of us doctors, there is no difference between men and women. You think too much of us, don't you?"

…

Do you really think that I am willing to touch you? I don’t dislike you yet, but you dislike me?

Amidst the chaotic conversation, the acupuncture points were finally completed. Just when Wei Jie thought that she was going to force the poison out for him like Feng Chi did.

Feng Yan took out a transparent, thumb-sized, unidentified organism from a transparent ice box.

"What's this?"

"Ice silkworm Gu."

Ice silkworm Gu?

Wei Jie looked at her in confusion, his brows knitted together, "Gu?"

"Well, this is a poisonous insect that I carefully raised, specially used to absorb the residual poison."

As he said that, he casually placed it on Wei Jie's body.

In an instant, a cold touch swept over his body. Before he could say anything, Feng Yan placed both palms flat on his body and exerted a slight force. A warm force that pulled him upwards suddenly enveloped him.

As Feng Yan exerted her power, Wei Jie clearly felt the blood rushing up along the silver needles. During this process, the ice silkworm Gu shuttled between the intersection of the silver needles and the skin at an astonishing speed.

Hiss, a painful feeling like being bitten by an ant came over him. He looked closely and saw that the ice silkworm Gu was showing its power, biting off one of his skin and sucking his blood in big gulps.

An astonishing scene appeared. Since the ice silkworm Gu itself was transparent, it quickly turned black and red after sucking the poisonous blood.

It is obvious that the blood it sucks is indeed poisonous.

Then, Wei Jie was surprised to find that the Ice Silkworm Gu did not eat every acupoint, but whatever it found contained a certain amount of toxins.

During this process, Wei Jie clearly noticed that Feng Yan's physical strength was being consumed and decreasing.

With such close contact, he could even clearly see the cold sweat and heavy breathing coming out of the pores of her arms.

Seeing this, Wei Jie instinctively wanted to use his internal energy to force out the poison and help her, but Feng Yan's hoarse voice suddenly rang out: "Don't move if you don't want to die."

Wei Jie frowned. For the first time, he did not get angry because of someone's accusation. However, his cold and dark eyes stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to see through her.

As time passed, Wei Jie felt more and more relaxed, but Feng Yan's face became paler and paler due to excessive consumption of internal energy.

Finally, after nearly half an hour of using internal energy to force out the poison, Feng Yan staggered and sat limply on the ground.

When Wei Jie wanted to reach out to grab it, he suddenly thought of something. In the end, he did nothing. He just stared at her, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Feng Yan gradually calmed down.

He stood up slowly, pulled out the silver needles from his body one by one, and then turned his back.

Wei Jie thought it was over and was about to get out of bed, but he saw Feng Yan shouting outside, "Qingchen, are you ready for what I asked you to prepare?"

"Miss Feng, everything is ready."

"Okay, bring it in!"

Wei Jie hadn't expected that she had actually prepared a medicinal bath. As Qingchen entered, a strong medicinal smell choked his scalp and made him feel numb. He immediately turned his head and looked over: "Isn't it almost done?"