Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Jiang Su felt that he still needed to ask those two people.

She flew all the way to the hospital, hung up the sign with the word "Equality" and sat behind the table waiting for today's patients.

"咚咚-"

"Enter."

"I heard that there was a burglar in your house?" Xuan Yi Sword Cultivator held his sword in both hands and walked slowly through the door.

Hearing this, Jiang Su immediately ruled out the possibility of Jiang Feng making hangover soup. Besides, this person didn't look like a virtuous person who could boil a pot and boil water.

"Okay, it's none of your business, just go."

Jiang Su said coldly, looking down at the medical records without even raising his eyelids.

Jiang Feng's face was gloomy, and he walked to the table leisurely and slapped his palm on the table.

"Bang——" a sound caused the inkstone on the table to flip over...

The ink hit the medical case and stuck to Jiang Su's fingers. It was cold and her movements suddenly stopped.

Jiang Feng's expression was stagnant. He didn't expect to knock the inkstone over. He just wanted this person to be polite. He came because of her messenger talisman, so she could at least say hello.

"..."

There was silence in the room. The monk was already very sharp, and now he could hear the breathing of the two people clearly.

Jiang Su slowly raised his head, his face was ashen, his eyes were as sinister as hidden knives, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his brows were smiling.

Jiang Feng felt that the phrase "hiding a knife in a smile" was tailor-made for her.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Su sneered and said, "Haha, is sorry useful?"

She stared directly at the man and said coldly, "Copy my medical records from the booklet. Don't leave out a word."

Jiang Su threw the book directly over and said, "Give it to me within three days, otherwise I won't care about the entrance of your Qisha Hall Mortal Hospital."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Little junior sister, I heard that there is a thief in your house?"

Liu Yunqing was startled, looking at his colleague who was squatting beside a small wooden bench and writing furiously, "Jiang Feng? Why are you still here? Isn't Qi Su's deputy hall master's hand gone?"

Jiang Su leaned on the table with his arms folded, his eyes calm, "Senior Brother Liu, it seems it's not you."

Liu Yunqing was puzzled. He stepped forward and took a look at Jiang Feng's things. "I've had diarrhea for more than ten days... What is this? Is this me?"

Jiang Su looked depressed, "I drank some wine last night and went back to the bamboo house to sleep. This morning I found a bowl of hangover soup on the table."

"I never turned on the stove in the Bamboo House. I suspected someone had broken in. I also thought that you had entered my house. I thought it was you, and I could not be blocked when I entered the barrier again."

Liu Yunqing caught the first key word and was surprised, "Junior sister, you actually drink? Is this how you drink?!"

Jiang Feng stopped writing, turned around and said slowly, "We can't either. The barrier is the door. If the monks don't open the door, others can't enter. The same principle applies."

Jiang Su lay on the table and murmured, "I know it too, but it can't be refined by my puppet."

The two of them froze when they heard this.

"Little Junior Sister, it's not impossible. A powerful puppet can think freely, which is equivalent to another life." Liu Yunqing walked to the red puppet and grabbed his wrist, looked at it carefully, and squeezed the muscles.

Jiang Feng continued to copy the book, "Puppets are also magic weapons. They may be intelligent creatures."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Jiang Su's eyes widened instantly, feeling that this possibility was very high, "As expected of the oldest person in this room, all I can think about is Toru!"

Jiang Feng:...I'm only 518 years old...I'm a young man!
Liu Yun had nothing to do, so he found a chair and sat next to his colleague, watching him copy the book.

a long time.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Enter."

Jiang Su hoped that this was a normal patient.

"Friend Dao Jiang, here I come!" The man was dressed in a gold embroidered flower robe, with bright brows and a jade crown on his hair. Jin Huayu entered the door and saw two swordsmen looking at him. He took a step back, leaned against the door panel, and hesitated, "Is there any patient here?"

Jiang Su pointed to the chair in front of the table, "Their disease is in the brain and cannot be cured in a short time."

Jin Huayu understood her expression instantly, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, "Oh, it's not easy for sword cultivators to live in the upper world. I often see those kind of senior brothers and sisters in the Middle Earth. Junior sisters fall in love, and sword cultivators fall in love. Ignorant of the wind and moon, in the end the junior sister jumped from the tower and fell half to death. The swordsman was heartbroken and regretted what had happened."

Liu Yunqing has a Taoist companion but doesn't understand such a thing, "Why do you want to jump from the tower?"

Jin Huayu sat at the table obediently, "I don't know, maybe it's because sword cultivators are the most incomprehensible people."

Liu Yunqing: I am not, I have a Taoist companion.

Jiang Feng: Can an immortal die by physically jumping from a city tower?
Jiang Su: What an old plot.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, tell me secretly if my second brother and my sister-in-law have any secrets."

Jinhua Yuxu discovered something, but she couldn't explain it in her heart, and she felt strange.

Jiang Su looked at him calmly, sipped the tea, and said calmly, "Your second brother has given birth to a child, and now he is preparing for the third one."

Jin Huayu stood up in an instant, with a complicated expression and twinkling eyes, "It's unexpected... that my sister-in-law works so hard. Our Jin family has them as our ancestors' virtues. I'm going to buy some supplements for my sister-in-law!" "

It seems he still doesn't understand.

Jin Huayu quickly left the hospital.

Time flies by, three days later.

wedding reception.

Jiang Su deliberately picked out a rather luxurious Taoist robe from his clothes this morning.

Silk embroidered with bamboo, green and light green intertwined, embroidered with gold and silver threads, worn on her thin body, can make her more noble and noble, and her coldness can only be seen from a distance.

This was brought up from the lower realm. Although its defense as a robe is far inferior to the material in the upper realm, its appearance is very good.

She looked at the new belt on the waist of the red puppet beside her and sighed softly, "Your tailoring skills are still so good. You made mine all the time."

"Mother, come and work for me..."

Jiang Su took the son, who was already dressed in rich clothes, and went straight to Jin's Trading Company.

When I walked to this street, I felt that the sky was filled with lanterns, and there were many albizia flowers and red azaleas on both sides for no reason.

The fragrance of the flowers lingered, even overpowering the smell of gunpowder from the firecrackers.

Jiang Su walked in front, Zai Zi's face was full of joy, his eyes were shining, he was even more excited than Jiang Su, and the puppet was holding three wooden boxes in his hands.

Several people walked together to the door.

"This is a gift." She pointed to the thing in the puppet's hand.

The person who wrote the gift list was a disciple of the Jin family. He opened the wooden box and asked, "Is this Doctor Jiang?"

"Three pieces, the flesh and blood pill with the nine-layer calamity golden pill, the deer blood pill, and the universe pill."

The disciple's expression changed slightly, "That's it, please come to the Medical Immortal!"

It can be seen that he also knows what a pill of this quality means. Jiang Su originally planned to give one as a gift, but she found that she would end up with Zaizi puppet, so she could only add their things.

Jiang Su was taken to the main table and sat down. She was a little surprised, thinking that she was not very familiar with Hongwan Jinliangyu, but besides her, there was another monk in pink clothes at this table - Hua Ling.

Hua Ling was already drunk by herself before the wedding banquet even started.

"Medical Fairy, tell me why they became a couple."

Jiang Su had no intention of comforting him. He picked out a few wedding candies and placed them next to Zai Zi.

"Oh, maybe they also... are so drunk that they pair up with beauties, and their eyes are alone, and they only hope that one day they can return to each other?"

Hua Ling suddenly stared straight at Jiang Su, with tears in her eyes, and choked with sobs, "Jiang Medical Immortal has such literary talent, not inferior to the disciples of Literary Saint, and he really told me all my thoughts,"

Come on, come on~

(Thanks to Si Xian Si Qi, Douhua Meow Meow is super beautiful, Five Emperors Honored, hkle, xiaoshuyou, Xiuxue Zeshen, Coca-Cola Chicken Wings with Rice, Yifeng, Nanxi~, and several Taoist friends for their recommendation votes!!)