Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The dusty body was bounced and slammed into the back of the bed, and a blood spurted out.

Feng Jiuyi, look back: "Dust!"

Outside, because I felt the airflow and the pressure and disappearance in the surrounding air, when I walked inside quickly, I came to see the dusty face with pale lips and blood on the bed.

"Xiaojiu, what happened?"

"Feng Shantou, are you okay? What happened to the dust?"

The crowd asked about it and saw her sitting on the bed, which was a secret sigh. Shangguan Rongrong saw that she was only wearing a blouse and said to everyone: "You must go out first! Cold frost and heart left."

Seeing this, Feng Sanyuan thought about it, and this allowed everyone to wait outside.

After everyone went out, Shangguan said to the cold frost and the piano heart: "Cold frost, you help the dust, the heart, take the clothes to help Xiaojiu."

"Yes." The two responded and went forward to help.

Feng Jiu looked at the dust and asked, "How are you?"

"Nothing." The dust said, lifted his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He came down from the bed, but he just walked out of bed and swayed. Fortunately, the cold cream and Feng Jiu extended his hand.

"Help him sit down in the chair." Feng Jiu gestured, then stood up and picked up the outer cover, and then came to the chair and sat down, reaching for the dusty hand.

Shangguan’s grace allowed the piano to clean up the bed that had been stained with blood, and opened the room to dispel the **** smell in the air.

"Sorry, I hurt you," she said apologetically. After withdrawing her hand, she took a medicinal herb from the space and gave it to him: "Be well nursed for two days, don't use spiritual power again."

The dust reached out and took the medicinal medicine and swallowed it. He took a few mouthfuls of cold water and took a few sips. After a while, he asked: "What happened to you? How is the spirit violent? I thought you practiced. Get out of the way."

When she saw her, he was really shocked. I was really worried that I couldn’t hold back the temperament of her body. If she couldn’t hold her, she would be awake, but the final result would be a violent death.

"Yeah, Xiaojiu, how can this be so good? Are you okay now?" Shangguan Yurong also asked worriedly.

"Mother, I am fine, don't worry, I am just..." Her voice was slightly stunned and her eyes flashed. "It was just a nightmare."

"Ordinary dreams will make you like that?" Shangguan looked at the stranger and asked: "Dust, is she all right?"

The stranger smiled softly and said: "When you wake up, it will be fine."

"That's good, you will sit down first, I will go out and talk to them, lest they worry." Shangguan said, this is going out.

In the room, Qin Xin cleaned the floor and the bed of blood stained, only the cold frost was on the side of Feng Jiu.

Dust looked at Feng Jiu, who was still pale, and asked, "What did you dream of? You almost suffocated yourself in a dream? You know that if you don't wake up in time, the consequences are unimaginable?"

Feng Jiu took up a cup of tea and took a sip of water, slowing down the mood that was not completely calmed down. She paused for a moment. She stared at the cup in her hand. The faint road said: "I made a terrible thing. Dreams, the blood of a dream, blood everywhere, I can't move to see the people around me die one by one, I want to save them, but I can't do anything..."

She said faintly, the hand holding the cup could not help but tighten: "The dream is very real."