The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife - Chapter 75 – If It Can Be Treated?
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Chapter 75 – If It Can Be Treated?

Chapter 75 – If It Can Be Treated?

The ambience in the room was already heavy and gloomy, yet on the bed, it seemed to gather a hundred fold.

The strong smell of medicine mixed together with a sour, mouldy smell, as if it was trying to create the world’s gloomiest atmosphere.

Ouyang Haoxuan had been lying down in this kind of dark room. His features cold, his skin appearing a pale ashen colour, while his eyes were bloodshot in deep set sockets.

At this time, these eyes were fixedly staring at her, not a trace of hope visible, only endless darkness filled with coldness and despair.

Obviously, compared to Wu Qi, this person’s condition was more severe, regardless of whether it was his body or his spirit.

Hexi focused, grabbing his wrist to take his pulse.

Once she took his pulse, her eyebrows furrowed.

Just like she thought, Ouyang Haoxuan’s illness, compared to Wu Qi’s, was several times more severe.

The meridians throughout his body appeared to be fractured, while several fractures were in extremely crucial places. Once they were severed, forget about only losing spiritual power, just normally sitting or standing up to walk would be unachievable.

And most importantly, there was the trace of a highly toxic poison within Ouyang Haoxuan’s body, causing his meridians to wither day by day. The poison that resided in his body was the kind that if he attempted to use his internal energy, the poison would feed off it, gradually increasing and spreading.

So although fractured meridians would cause the body to be unable to operate and cultivate, a martial artist used their internal energy to live, how could they stop using that? Thus, this poison would keep accumulating until it spread throughout the body, eventually entering the dantian.

Hexi didn’t know what kind of poison it was, but she thought that the person who used this poison to sever his meridians was extremely sinister.

That person not only wanted to make Ouyang Haoxuan fall, but wanted to make him suffer endlessly painful torture before he died.

Now, Ouyang Haoxuan’s meridians were already withered, close to the extent of being completely blocked. If it was just a few days later, perhaps even she would have been unable to do anything about it.

As he laid on the bed, Ouyang Haoxuan saw the youth’s grave face, causing him to clench his hands for a moment without loosening them. He could