Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 11

At this time, the courtyard was already in chaos, and someone outside the courtyard heard the sound inside and wanted to come in, but the courtyard door was still tightly closed, and they couldn't climb over the wall.

The few government soldiers and servants in the courtyard were no match for the black mist spider at all.

One by one, they were entangled by the filaments and lifted into the air. The filaments continuously wrapped their hands and feet, sealed their mouths and noses, and finally turned into black cocoons.

Those who hadn't been caught began to hide in the yard. There were scattered weapons and lanterns everywhere on the ground. The surrounding houses had already been firmly controlled by black mist spiders, forcing people to have nowhere to hide.

On the roof, Mr. Xiao was still fighting. Although his knife couldn't cut the black mist spider, it could keep harassing it so that it couldn't attack the people below.

One inattentive, the old man stepped on the ground, his right foot was entangled by filaments as he staggered, and then slowly lifted into the air.

"Qing Tian, ​​quickly hide!"

Even so, Mr. Xiao still remembered his grandson and granddaughter in the courtyard. Seeing that Su Qingtian was too far away from Xiao Yichen, he shouted loudly, "Go behind the locust tree!"

I don't know if the little girl heard it or was frightened stupid, I saw that she stood there without moving an inch, groping in her sleeve with her head down.

Then a blue talisman appeared in Su Qingtian's hand.

She bent down and picked up a short blade from the ground, the blue talisman brushed against the blade and then entangled tightly.

The little girl raised her head again, with a reassuring smile on her fearless face, she saw that with a wave of her little hand, the short blade flew towards the direction of the black mist spider.

In an instant, the black mist spider seemed to feel a powerful force, and subconsciously shivered in fear. It was this moment that made Mr. Xiao, who was bound by the filaments around his legs, immediately get rid of the restraint.

The old general turned over deftly and landed firmly beside Su Qingtian, protecting the little girl behind him.

The short blade that flew out passed straight through the body of the black mist spider, and the moment the still scattered body touched the blue talisman, a blue spark exploded.

Then, Lan Yan grabbed every inch of the black mist and engulfed it as if it was alive.

"Squeak~!"

The black mist spider in mid-air trembled and twisted, letting out a terrifying and piercing scream, and the scattered filaments trembled violently with its scream.

After a while, the black silk gradually dissipated, which also meant that the black mist spider was about to be wiped out.

The courtyard was rolled into a cocoon by black silk and fell to the ground, and the blue fire that was still exploding in the air was reflected on the unconscious face.

"Oh!"

With a huge explosion, the black mist spider completely dissipated in the air.

The dark wind that was suddenly far away and near also disappeared, and the tranquility of the past was finally restored in the courtyard.

The father and son of the Xiao family sighed secretly when they saw the evil spirits scattered, then turned their heads to look at the immature little girl tacitly.

Su Qingtian didn't feel uncomfortable being stared at at all, she just smiled sweetly.

"With me here, grandpa and little uncle don't have to be afraid!"

After finishing speaking, the little girl puffed out her chest proudly, raised her chin, and looked like she was quick to praise me.

"Bah!"

A dark object suddenly fell from the air, and it happened to land at Su Qingtian's feet.

Looking down, it was a human-shaped wooden sign.

It has been scorched black by the flames, the center was hit by something unknown, a deep mark was cracked, and the broken lines spread to the surroundings.

"Qing Tian, ​​be careful."

Mr. Xiao hugged Su Qingtian to protect him behind him, and kicked away the unknown object on the ground. Seeing that it was just a piece of wood rolling on the ground without any aggressiveness, he breathed a sigh of relief again.

All this happened so suddenly tonight that he is still on high alert.

"Grandpa, the evil spirit absorbed on it has dissipated, so there is no danger."

Su Qingtian poked out her small head from behind the old man, shook the two small handles on her head, walked unhurriedly to the human-shaped wooden sign, and bent down to pick it up.

With just one glance, the little girl's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Mr. Xiao was still worried about the wooden plaque of unknown origin, and just about to step forward to take it away from Su Qingtian, when he heard Xiao Yichen say excitedly from behind.

"Father, Nan'er seems to have lost her fever."

The body of the little nephew in his arms was no longer frighteningly hot, and the breath he exhaled gradually calmed down, showing signs of waking up.

These words startled Mr. Xiao, he quickly turned his head and walked to Xiao Yichen's side, gently caressing his grandson's forehead with callused hands.

The scorching heat from before was indeed gone in the palm, and the old man was overjoyed.

"Come on!"

Originally, the servants in the courtyard were either fainted from fright or badly injured, but fortunately, the courtyard door was knocked open from the outside, and dozens of government soldiers quickly rushed into the courtyard, and rushed over when they heard Old General Xiao's call.

Dozens of people who were admitted to the hospital looked at the messy servants and companions lying in the courtyard. They couldn't help becoming vigilant, and they all drew out their sabers and looked around.

"Send someone to invite Dr. Sun, and tell him that the little Gongsun has lost his fever and needs him to take a pulse."

Mr. Xiao straightened up and looked around, "Send the wounded ones back to their rooms to rest, and ask some doctors to show them all."

The captain on duty held his fists to accept the order, and a group of people began to get busy.

Mr. Xiao picked up Su Qingtian and pushed Xiao Yichen to another courtyard. After what happened just now, he dared not let his little grandson stay in this courtyard again.

After all, this is a weird and absurd thing that he has never seen in his life, and if there is a mistake in the next life, I am afraid that he will not have this good luck again.

As soon as they settled down in the new hospital, Dr. Sun rushed in sweating profusely. Seeing Xiao Nan's calm expression, he immediately stepped forward to check his pulse.

The two grown-ups in the room looked at Dr. Sun fearfully. After all, it is impossible to judge the disease by the appearance alone, and the doctor can only feel at ease after seeing it himself.

Su Qingtian got off her grandfather and sat in an armchair beside her, sipping tea.

The moment Doctor Sun's fingertips cut Xiao Nan's right wrist, his expression changed immediately.

"This……"

The man was pleasantly surprised, and he stabilized a few times with some uncertainty before he said excitedly, "Congratulations to the old general, the little Gongsun is auspicious!"

"Is Nan'er really okay?" Mr. Xiao confirmed again and again.

"Yes." Dr. Sun nodded and said affirmatively, "Little Gongsun has receded from the high fever, and now his breath is stable and his pulse is slightly floating, but it is also caused by the high fever for too long. It will take a few years of warming in the future to completely recover."

Hearing what Dr. Sun said, Mr. Xiao and Xiao Yichen finally let go of their long-awaited hearts, and there was a burst of joy and excitement in their hearts.

As long as the child is alive, no matter how long it will be raised, it is the greatest joy of the Jiang family.

On weekdays, there are more servants to serve her, so she will recover one day.

"Prescribe some warming and tonic prescriptions first today. The little grandson is still young, so don't take too much tonic." Dr. Sun warned while writing the prescription, "Let someone sit on the fire and cook some white porridge. Within two hours, the child should It's time to wake up."

(End of this chapter)