Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   Really awake?

   Wasn't that fast!

  Su Haitang was a little stunned, having the illusion of being tricked by someone.

   "Come on, let's go in and have a look together."

  He Anbang's face was also a little strange, he pulled down his granddaughter's hand, and found that the hand was full of cold sweat, and he couldn't help but groan in his heart.

"you're uncomfortable?"

  Ji Fengyun hurriedly entered the ward and came out again. Seeing Su Haitang's pale face and her weak eyes, she reached into her pocket and handed over a talisman paper.

   "An talisman, give it."

  Su Haitang glanced at him silently, pretending to be weak.

   "Grandpa, I'm tired."

   "Can you hold on? Let's take a look at the old chief and then go home and rest." He Anbang felt sorry for his granddaughter, but he didn't want to turn his head and leave without showing his face, and looked at Ji Fengyun in embarrassment.

   Ji Fengyun brought a chair and asked Su Haitang to sit and rest, and handed it up the steps in time.

   "Sister Mingzhu has a special physique. She should have distributed the luck to my grandfather in exchange for his chance of life. This caused her to suddenly become weak and need a good rest."

   "Thank you very much. I'm here with my sister. Grandpa He goes in and sees my grandpa, so let's go home with my sister first."

  Su Haitang is extremely grateful to the unreliable little Taoist priest, even the nonsense.

  Although she used most of the stored spiritual spring water, she did not overdraw at all; the abnormal performance was entirely due to nervousness, and she did not know how to face the next scene.

   She can't be held up as a **** offering, right? owes dissection that is!

   "I'm just a little dizzy and tired, just rest for a while."

  Su Haitang leaned against the back of the chair "weakly" and explained sensible.

   "Life and death are mysterious things, and one's luck will change. You are weak at the moment, so it's not easy to be brave." Ji Fengyun stared at a pair of clear and divine phoenix eyes, and his lips moved quickly.

  Su Haitang suspected that he was chanting sutras to her, her body was hairy, and she had goosebumps all over her body.

   "I'll go in and take a look."

   He Anbang made a final decision and strode into the ward.

He is a staunch proletarian revolutionary fighter. He doesn't believe in the nonsense of the gods and ghosts, but he has dabbled in the ancient Chinese martial arts, Dunjia and thaumaturgy. He couldn't help but not believe the two points.

  Wudang's Qinghe Daoist is not a magic stick who fools people at will, but a master of Taoism. People don't rely on fortune-telling to eat. This is because it involves close disciples, so they are willing to speak up, and there is still some reason.

   It's just to divide up the granddaughter's luck and vitality to prolong her life. Such a sinister thing, the principled old chief will never agree.

  The most important thing is that this reputation cannot be spread out! Otherwise, the good granddaughter will become Tang monk meat, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite, it will be troublesome.

   Still have to talk about science!

  He Anbang turned many thoughts in an instant, with a happy smile on his face, walked to the old head's bed in three steps, and met those eyes that were sharp like swords when they were opened, and He Anbang's eyes were also wet.

  The North China Lion, who can never be defeated, is also old.

   "Old Chief, you have to take care of your health!"

  The two pairs of wrinkled hands were tightly clasped together, also dotted with deep and shallow scars, as well as ugly age spots, showing off their illustrious military exploits.

   "Pearl, come back, come? Good boy. Don't, toss her. Go back."

   Ji Chengru ordered two sentences on and off, speaking very laboriously.

  He Anbang saw that the old chief still understood as always, and took care of them without hesitation, his eyes were hot.

   "Mingzhu did her best, but she was too tired to stand up, so she was resting outside. When she is refreshed, I will take her to see you."

   "No need." Ji Chengru lacked energy, and his sentences were very short, but his momentum did not diminish. "No one is needed, there is a doctor. Go back."

"Yes!"