Immortal Voices

At this moment, there was a loud noise in front.

It turned out that a child with high arrogance because he had no spiritual roots, and then faintly heard the complaints of his loved ones, and passed out to him.

The woman was holding her child in a hurry and was at a loss, but Yu Xiaomen and others ignored it. This child has no spiritual roots and has a bad heart, which is not worth their rescue.

Rong Xian's heart moved, her face was slightly worried, and she stepped forward from the crowd to the child.

"Can you two look at me?" Rong Xian asked towards the child's parents.

The man did not speak, and seemed to be angry about the child's Linggen. Instead, the woman saw the medicine chest on her back, and looked forward with hope: "Are you a doctor?"

Rong Xian nodded with a smile, and the woman quickly made way for the child to take care of her children.

"Doctor, how is my son? How could he suddenly faint?" The woman asked Ran Xian anxiously after watching her pulse.

Rong Xian calmed and said, "Sister don't worry, the child is fine."

As she spoke, her fingertips flickered and she quickly clicked on the child.

The next moment, the child woke up.

"Tianyou, you're awake, you're fine, just fine."

The woman happily hugged the child and thanked Rong Xian, even the look of the child's father eased.

After all, it was his son, no matter how disappointed he was, he didn't want to see his son in trouble.

Rong Xian's eyes narrowed, her smile soft and kind: "You're welcome, I just did my part as a doctor."

She looked with concern at the child who had shrunk in the arms of the woman, and said in a voice, "Well practiced, cut off the fate. The two children have no spiritual roots. I want to come to love you two so that the child can Stay with my parents. "

When the woman heard this, the child was squeezed even tighter, and the last touch of mind in the man's eyes disappeared.

Even if the child can't become the immortal master Guangzong Yaozu without the spiritual root, it is enough that the child stays with them.

The parents of the other children around him heard the words, and looked stunned.

Yes, if the children can become high-level immortal masters, they are very happy, but from then on, it also means that their kinship with the children is cut off. This is undoubtedly digging their hearts.

It is also a good thing to think that children have no spiritual roots to stay with them.

"Understood, I was thinking about the left, thank you Doctor." The man thanked him.

Seeing the look of the two, Rong Xian opened her mouth again, and said softly to the child who opened her eyes: "The monk fought with heaven, the road ahead is very rough. If you enter the fairy path, you may never be I ca n’t see my father and mother, and I have been in a hurry for hundreds of years.

She touched Xiao Tianyou's head, with a faint sigh of tenderness and helplessness under her eyes: "People are always pursuing things that they have n’t owned, and they have been losing things they already have. You, cherish what you can do now Hold on. "

Anyang stood on the high platform, and inadvertently heard Rong Xian's words to appease the family.

I thought this woman was just an ordinary doctor, but I didn't expect to discover that this person had spiritual power during the treatment. Listening again to what she said, Anyang had to admit that although this man was low, he had a good temperament and lived very well.

Off the stage, the child nodded indifferently: "I remember."

Rong Xian struck a smile in her eyes and said to the woman, "The child is fine, just go home and teach more. I'll leave first."

"Doctor," the man suddenly said, "You saved my son. I'm grateful to you. I don't know what the doctor's first name is? Where do you settle and send the consultation money?"

Rong Xian smiled, and her voice became softer and gentler: "You can call me Dr. Rong, you don't have to pay for the consultation. I don't know the virtues of the past generations, I cultivate my father and son fate, and cherish it."

She walked away slowly carrying the medicine chest, and the rising sun spread a golden avenue in front of her, and she walked away step by step as if walking into the holy heaven palace.

Anyang held the folding fan and looked at the back of Rong Xian could not help admiring and admiring: Why do some people can write in every stroke? It's not looks, it's not posture, it's that unique temperament.

After thinking about it, he threw the matter at hand to his younger brother, and chased in the direction of Rong Xian.

At his speed, he quickly caught up with Rong Xian.

Rong Xian didn't go far. She encountered an elderly woman who had suffered a heart attack on the road, and immediately went to the doctor to help others. When the old man woke up, she quickly took out the pills from the medicine box and stuffed them into her mouth. "Grandma, are you still uncomfortable?"

Anyang rushed over to put away the folding fan and stood silently watching.

The old woman opened her eyes and looked blankly at Rong Xian: "Did you save me?"

Rong Xian casually glanced at the shadow in the dark, and carefully lifted him up, his expression was extremely soft: "Well, pass by here, and see if Granny falls to the ground."

"Are you a doctor?" The old woman asked.

Rong Xian carried the medicine box back on her body and said softly, "I'm a doctor."

Gratitude faintly appeared on the granny's face: "I don't know how to call it?"

Rong Xian smiled slightly: "Just call me Rong Xian. Granny, where is your home, I'll send you back."

The old lady remembered something, and she looked anxiously, "Thank you Doctor Rong, I won't go back for the time being, my wife comes out to find my unfilial son. He even took my grandson to check what spiritual roots, if Wouldn't my grandson have a spiritual root to be taken away! "

Rong Xian froze, and the smile on her face disappeared. She helped her grandmother as she walked and said, "Don't worry, I just came from there. The fairy teacher only accepted ten apprentices. Maybe you didn't have your grandson. What about children. "

The grandmother could not rest assured: "I was afraid that my grandson was among those ten people."

Her voice had just fallen, and a familiar voice came from the past: "Mother, how are you here? Well, Doctor Rong is here too."

Rong Xian looked up, it was the family of three she had mentored at the Zhao family before.

The old man was so imposing that he opened his mouth and shouted, "Why can't I be here, my grandson? Are you going to throw my grandson away?"

She was such a grandson in her life, and she grew up as a caregiver of eyeballs. Who would have expected that her son wanted the child to leave? Isn't this killing her?

The child heard his grandmother's voice, and quickly leaned out from behind the man. He stepped forward and pulled the old man's clothes affectionately. He said, "Grandma, I didn't go. God knows I can't bear grandma, so I didn't give it Linggen, I can stay with my grandma at home. "

The baby's mouth was sweet, and he coaxed the old man.

Rong Xian stood with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth and did not bother to watch. The family turned around and watched as the family reconciled.

Seeing this, Anyang followed quickly.